As I was on the point to return to the meeting, she suddenly showed up in the corridor.
“Loxuru, I presume! What a surprise!!”
It was a surprise, indeed, meeting right here a RL acquaintance.
“What… are you doing here!?”
“The same as you, Lox! Joining the party!”
“I did not know, you were a member too!?”
“I am one of these thousands, ‘lurkers’, as they are often called, who enjoy the forums in silence!”
“But, how do you know, I am Loxuru!?”
“It was a guess, but with a 90% chance! For someone who knows you well, Loxuru’s writing style, his kind of jokes and captions, his personal interests, they are all very recognizable! When I saw you here, my suspicions immediately became true, that you are the one calling himself ‘Loxuru’ of CF!”
“And who are you on CF!?”
“That’s a secret I prefer to keep! Check me out, I have zero postings, zero likes and zero points! And my status is ‘condemned’. I have no avatar! Good luck to find me with these criteria!”
“Well, nice to meet you, but I don’t want to miss the show there!”
“Not so fast, Loxuru! I have another proposal!”
“What proposal!? I hope it is a decent one! This is a dead serious convention, of people focusing on an academic interest in historical judicial practices, you know!”
“Let’s start a parallel session! With you and me!?”
“Serious? Do you have a Princess Leia metal bikini in your luggage!? Then put it on!?”
“No, Lox! You, will be the captive, in the parallel session I have in mind!”
“Me!? But…?”
“Don’t tell me you would not like it? I read your stories on CF too! It is striking how you always put your RL character into it! Regardless whether the lead character is either female or yourself! Stubborn lone wolves who would rather get crucified than complying to the rules and games of society!”
“Dumb rules and games of dumb society!”
“Really!? You are smart, but the dark side of it is, that you are such a complacent quarreling narcissist, that you would rather have your fifteen minutes of fame nailed to a cross, than even accepting a compromise!”
“I only quarrel in cases when I am right, and where compromise is not an option! But if you excuse me now, I have to go whipping, I mean, giving moral support to Malins and Barb and Kathy and Eul and the other crux girls.”
“Lox! Your mother did not raise you to go whipping naked girls!”
“Leave my mom out of this, I bet she even has no idea herself what she raised me for, particularly considering the result, and secondly, now you are picking on me because for once I want to go with the group!”
“So, you don’t want to do it even to please a good friend like me? Don’t you like me anymore?”
“Stop with that emotional blackmail, will you? Sure I like you!”
“Then think! You probably never get such an opportunity from your friend to play out your fantasy anymore!”
“Still, I…”
“And what if I friendly insist!?” she said, while she put the point of a big carving knife under my chin.
(…)