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near the end of this, Scarlett calls Ralph her boyfriend.
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muh GURLFREN!
squeeeeee
 
Are Ralph and Evan twins? Or is that just placeholder info?
No they are not twins.
That address is Michael Sisco's parent's house. I don't know if Michael actually lived there at one point or not. But it seems Ethan's and Evan's identity's are now both associated with that address. And Ethan and Evan are now AKA each other when you look around different record searches. Also if you look up Sandra Ralph's stuff, Ethan's emails and cell#'s are all combined with her info. We know from the Faith court records that Ralph is still using her accounts so we don't even have to speculate on how that happened. It's a known fact he still uses her identity.
We also know Ethan was working to get POA over Evan so he can take his share of the logging land it wouldn't be a far fetched idea that he is also using his identity for other things.
 
No they are not twins.
That address is Michael Sisco's parent's house. I don't know if Michael actually lived there at one point or not. But it seems Ethan's and Evan's identity's are now both associated with that address. And Ethan and Evan are now AKA each other when you look around different record searches. Also if you look up Sandra Ralph's stuff, Ethan's emails and cell#'s are all combined with her info. We know from the Faith court records that Ralph is still using her accounts so we don't even have to speculate on how that happened. It's a known fact he still uses her identity.
We also know Ethan was working to get POA over Evan so he can take his share of the logging land it wouldn't be a far fetched idea that he is also using his identity for other things.
What an asshole. His dead mom, his vegetable brother, his baby momma. Yet he's the misunderstood one
 
This is AMAZING. Scarlett is the most interesting new character to enter the sektur in a horses' age. She is adding much needed Manic to Ralph's overall Depressive arc.

"We talked for six hours today. We talked in our dreams and then we talked for six hours."

"How much do I have to be fucked for a living to not be fucked?"

"I serve American men, that's what I do, dudes. So you guys can either suck it up or I suck."

"These bitches want Ralph to die!? This man-bitches, this Cox? And the fucking merchants? And this other thing, this skater? I don't give a shit what his name was."

*Holds up copy of Naked Lunch for a full minute*
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"I got a book. Can I show you guys my book for my birthday? Someone gave me this book! I can't wait to read it!"
*literally 5 minutes later*
"I got a new book. It's called Naked Lunch. I got it for my birthday."
*Holds up copy of Naked Lunch again*

"I'm not high, Ralph just gets me giddy."

"I'm stupid. Wait, am I stupid? I'm stupid, fuckers!"

"-sexy white babies. We have straight noses. Our noses are straight and our skin is white. We'd have really hot, sexy babies so keep pumping them like I'm a factory-"
Ralph: "A factory!"

"fuck yourselves in the bottom of the well like you're in Silence of the Lambs and the glow fucking peltzy(?) dog is barking at you from the top. You're on the bottom, bitches!"

"You know what? These people that tell people that tell me to stay away from people: Shut the fuck up, fucking, I have a sense of moral compass. I seriously do, you fucks, I'm smarter than you think I am. Bitches. I fucking make money, for a living. What do you fuckers do? What do you fuckers do?"

"I will doberman dog that bitches like a pitbull!"

"I got shy! You make a- You make a corn star shy, you know you fucking- are like in- ah, you are act- you- you- ah, I don't get shy. *ahem* I really don't."

"No, I want to fuck you. Sorry, like what fuck am I saying. That's really rude. I don't take it back. Jesus Christ. Excuse my language, I need to go to church."

"Goddamn it. Why am I so dumb? Damnit, I used God's cursed name. I am a sinner! I repent! I need church! I repent! Please, please, please, train me. Bitch, tell me what to do. Please, please, please. I don't hurt people. I am an orgasm donor. "
Ralph: "Maybe a spiked collar..."

"You know I'm smart, I pay my taxes. Yeah, I know how to deduct. I know how to deduct my wages- like, my testing and things like that. I deduct everything. I do a good job as a American. I have a passport. I can go to Mexico."
Ralph: "We'll see."

"We already had phone sex!"
Ralph: "This is accurate."
[...]
"I want to make this clear! As a corn star, my phone sex is intimate. It's not pictures, it's not videos, it's actually just the voice. And Ralphs voice-"
*starts crying(?)*
"Goddamnit, your voice is so hot. Your voice is too hot, what the fuck."
[...]
"I just send him- we send each other voicemails"
Ralph: "Alright, look, we don't have to-"
"WE TALKED ON THE PHONE FOR SIX HOURS!"
Ralph: "I know. That's-"
"YOU WANT IT! I WANT IT!"

"I don't like whores! Yeah, I may am a whore but you know what? I've been in abstinence for quite a few months, bitches!"

"Mersh, I will deport you to Mars! Bitch! With your ICE dancing little thin skating little hoe. She is I, Tonya! You know what happened to Nancy Carrigan."

"-because it's like I'm safe now. I'm in my hou- I'm in my apartment that I pay for, that I work for, that I've always been- I'm an American."
Ralph: "Well, I am too. Mexico, but still."
"On my birthday, I wanted to die."

*her ex calls*
"I've broken up with you. And, honestly, you've threatened me now with revenge porn-"
Ex: "No, I didn't."
"And you threatened to release photos of me nude-"
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"on the Internet. You already sent pictures of me sleeping-"
Ex: "What?"
"And you put ping-pong balls in my pussy-"
Ex: "What!?"
"you've given me a bladder infection."
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Trauma! It's trauma! It's not fucking pillstreams, you fucks! Trauma!"

*someone called the cops on her screaming*
"Why is the police department at my door?"
Ralph: "Okay..."
"I don't have to let them in."
*all the time S yells at the police Ralph tries to shush her*
"Why are you guys at my door? I'm screaming on the phone. Well, I apologize. I won't scream on the phone anymore. Well, I don't know why you guys are here, but I want my case number when that man strangled me in my apartment about a month ago. And you guys gave me a case number and you said you wouldn't let that happen and then the man won't come back. So I don't want anyone entering my home, I don't have that much security. I have been doxed online by- I need- I need to feel safe so your job is to not come into my apartment, not bother me and let me be!"

I would love for someone with a psychology background to look at her speech patterns. The way she mixes metaphors constantly as got to be indicative of something. She can't stay on a topic for more than a few sentences. She loops every few minutes. She talks about getting stalked and assaulted by random people and apparently blames Mersh and her ex-boyfriend, who wants to fuck her mom(?). She keeps bringing up conservatorships out of fucking nowhere. Either that's her backstory or she's worried it will happen to her.
She is almost certainly been certified as something or other and may bring exiting new psychopharmaca into Ralph's little pantry in the little whore house in the favella.
 
I would love for someone with a psychology background to look at her speech patterns. The way she mixes metaphors constantly as got to be indicative of something. She can't stay on a topic for more than a few sentences. She loops every few minutes. She talks about getting stalked and assaulted by random people and apparently blames Mersh and her ex-boyfriend, who wants to fuck her mom(?). She keeps bringing up conservatorships out of fucking nowhere. Either that's her backstory or she's worried it will happen to her.
She is almost certainly been certified as something or other and may bring exiting new psychopharmaca into Ralph's little pantry in the little whore house in the favella.
I diagnose her with being a BPD whore who gets fucked by niggers and had her brains fried by drugs(probably meth). Sorry to say, it's terminal, she may possibly be stupid/unhinged enough to actually be broodmother #3 at some point.
 
We're all in agreement that this bish is long conning the pig to milk him for content, right? Whether someone above her is pulling the strings or she's just ho-maxxing a John, either way hes being strung along by his Memphis Micro and suckered for his money.
 
^^^her ex calls*
"I've broken up with you. And, honestly, you've threatened me now with revenge porn-"
Ex: "No, I didn't."
"And you threatened to release photos of me nude-"
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"on the Internet. You already sent pictures of me sleeping-"
Ex: "What?"
"And you put ping-pong balls in my pussy-"
Ex: "What!?"
"you've given me a bladder infection."
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?

Yeah, I don't know if Ralph really caught this part. He should listen again this is his future. She's an insane drama queen who'll say all kind of shit. None of it true. Schizophrenia? Matt says split personality disorder. Who knows.
Good luck with that guntpig. This bitch will destroy you not that you could go any lower. If you survive her without catching a charge it'd be surprising.
 
"We talked for six hours today. We talked in our dreams and then we talked for six hours."

"How much do I have to be fucked for a living to not be fucked?"

"I serve American men, that's what I do, dudes. So you guys can either suck it up or I suck."

"These bitches want Ralph to die!? This man-bitches, this Cox? And the fucking merchants? And this other thing, this skater? I don't give a shit what his name was."

*Holds up copy of Naked Lunch for a full minute*
scar.JPG
"I got a book. Can I show you guys my book for my birthday? Someone gave me this book! I can't wait to read it!"
*literally 5 minutes later*
"I got a new book. It's called Naked Lunch. I got it for my birthday."
*Holds up copy of Naked Lunch again*

"I'm not high, Ralph just gets me giddy."

"I'm stupid. Wait, am I stupid? I'm stupid, fuckers!"

"-sexy white babies. We have straight noses. Our noses are straight and our skin is white. We'd have really hot, sexy babies so keep pumping them like I'm a factory-"
Ralph: "A factory!"

"fuck yourselves in the bottom of the well like you're in Silence of the Lambs and the glow fucking peltzy(?) dog is barking at you from the top. You're on the bottom, bitches!"

"You know what? These people that tell people that tell me to stay away from people: Shut the fuck up, fucking, I have a sense of moral compass. I seriously do, you fucks, I'm smarter than you think I am. Bitches. I fucking make money, for a living. What do you fuckers do? What do you fuckers do?"

"I will doberman dog that bitches like a pitbull!"

"I got shy! You make a- You make a corn star shy, you know you fucking- are like in- ah, you are act- you- you- ah, I don't get shy. *ahem* I really don't."

"No, I want to fuck you. Sorry, like what fuck am I saying. That's really rude. I don't take it back. Jesus Christ. Excuse my language, I need to go to church."

"Goddamn it. Why am I so dumb? Damnit, I used God's cursed name. I am a sinner! I repent! I need church! I repent! Please, please, please, train me. Bitch, tell me what to do. Please, please, please. I don't hurt people. I am an orgasm donor. "
Ralph: "Maybe a spiked collar..."

"You know I'm smart, I pay my taxes. Yeah, I know how to deduct. I know how to deduct my wages- like, my testing and things like that. I deduct everything. I do a good job as a American. I have a passport. I can go to Mexico."
Ralph: "We'll see."

"We already had phone sex!"
Ralph: "This is accurate."
[...]
"I want to make this clear! As a corn star, my phone sex is intimate. It's not pictures, it's not videos, it's actually just the voice. And Ralphs voice-"
*starts crying(?)*
"Goddamnit, your voice is so hot. Your voice is too hot, what the fuck."
[...]
"I just send him- we send each other voicemails"
Ralph: "Alright, look, we don't have to-"
"WE TALKED ON THE PHONE FOR SIX HOURS!"
Ralph: "I know. That's-"
"YOU WANT IT! I WANT IT!"

"I don't like whores! Yeah, I may am a whore but you know what? I've been in abstinence for quite a few months, bitches!"

"Mersh, I will deport you to Mars! Bitch! With your ICE dancing little thin skating little hoe. She is I, Tonya! You know what happened to Nancy Carrigan."

"-because it's like I'm safe now. I'm in my hou- I'm in my apartment that I pay for, that I work for, that I've always been- I'm an American."
Ralph: "Well, I am too. Mexico, but still."
"On my birthday, I wanted to die."

*her ex calls*
"I've broken up with you. And, honestly, you've threatened me now with revenge porn-"
Ex: "No, I didn't."
"And you threatened to release photos of me nude-"
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"on the Internet. You already sent pictures of me sleeping-"
Ex: "What?"
"And you put ping-pong balls in my pussy-"
Ex: "What!?"
"you've given me a bladder infection."
Ex: "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Trauma! It's trauma! It's not fucking pillstreams, you fucks! Trauma!"

*someone called the cops on her screaming*
"Why is the police department at my door?"
Ralph: "Okay..."
"I don't have to let them in."
*all the time S yells at the police Ralph tries to shush her*
"Why are you guys at my door? I'm screaming on the phone. Well, I apologize. I won't scream on the phone anymore. Well, I don't know why you guys are here, but I want my case number when that man strangled me in my apartment about a month ago. And you guys gave me a case number and you said you wouldn't let that happen and then the man won't come back. So I don't want anyone entering my home, I don't have that much security. I have been doxed online by- I need- I need to feel safe so your job is to not come into my apartment, not bother me and let me be!"

I would love for someone with a psychology background to look at her speech patterns. The way she mixes metaphors constantly as got to be indicative of something. She can't stay on a topic for more than a few sentences. She loops every few minutes. She talks about getting stalked and assaulted by random people and apparently blames Mersh and her ex-boyfriend, who wants to fuck her mom(?). She keeps bringing up conservatorships out of fucking nowhere. Either that's her backstory or she's worried it will happen to her.
She is almost certainly been certified as something or other and may bring exiting new psychopharmaca into Ralph's little pantry in the little whore house in the
All coming from the valedictorian of her high school class, ladies and guntlemen.
 
We're all in agreement that this bish is long conning the pig to milk him for content, right? Whether someone above her is pulling the strings or she's just ho-maxxing a John, either way hes being strung along by his Memphis Micro and suckered for his money.


yes.
 
We're all in agreement that this bish is long conning the pig to milk him for content, right? Whether someone above her is pulling the strings or she's just ho-maxxing a John, either way hes being strung along by his Memphis Micro and suckered for his money.
...what money?
Good luck with that guntpig. This bitch will destroy you not that you could go any lower. If you survive her without catching a charge it'd be surprising.
This may be the case of an unstoppable shield meeting the all-piercing sword, or rather two equally BPD drama whores trying to out BPD each other. Difference is that one of them is a tiny crack whore, and the other a violent pig man with a huge gunt. I hope it comes to violence if they ever meet up, and live on stream at that.
 
Lmao. The Naked Lunch favorite book of high school sophomores trying to show they are edgy and literary. A classic commonly owned, rarely read book. Scarlett probably hasn’t read a book since high school, if she even did then. I’ve been told people under 30 are not capable of reading books, only passages. But she can’t focus long enough to hold a coherent conversation, much less read a book.

Did Ralph send her that book? He usually tries to impress the ladies with HST books, but I could see Burroughs and Kerouac as the two other authors Ralph has never read, but was advised would impress ppl if named dropped.

Burroughs was a junkie pederast. Guys like Ralph thinks it’s cool he shot his wife in the head in Mexico. She was drunk and bitter Bill spent all his time fucking Mexican boys. After her death he spent most his life buying little Muslim boys in Morocco and Algiers.
 
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Wait till she sees him hobbling towards her with his bad leg, shirtless,
He never takes his shirt off in public, never. No matter how hot and sunny he’s there wearing a big black baggy t shirt.
without the filters, without the fat girl angles
ralph in all his red-faced crusty dandruff covered glory, lol. I can’t wait.
 
Yeah, I don't know if Ralph really caught this part
What makes Ralph so great is he did catch it. He's aware of it. Ralph just doesn't doesn't care about it because it's not his problem right now. The Ralphamale's MO for all problems, no matter how big or small, is to handwave it all away until it's no longer an option. Ralph 100% knows exactly how this is all gonna play out, but he's preoccupied with ignoring all the red flags because he wants to plunge this insane woman's busted butthole. Future consequences are a future Ralph problem.
 
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