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I won't be able to come to *Kyimoto's promotion thingy.
I won't be able to mock her silently until she messes up and trips.
See my unamused face business partners. Do you see?!
Oh you see, I know you do.
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Balk: The Quicksilver CaptainIt took a great amount of self control on Cyril’s part not to complete the hit on the very spot. Despite all evidence to the contrary, it wasn’t a walrus sitting next to her, trying desperately to get her drunk. Unfortunately for the walrus, Cyril had the annoying habit of being able to hold her drink. As royalty and upstanding (Cyril resisted the urge to snort) politician’s names were screamed out above the ballroom, Cyril politely sipped at her beat-wine, green eyes scanning the area below her place on the raises dais.Balk: The Quicksilver Captain
At each exit stood a guard, well armed and attentive, all with the appearance of militia
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The Death of Lord ScrylerI laid on my stomach and buried my head into Lord Scryler’s pillow. Don’t look at me like that; it was cold outside and well, a warm bed was a warm bed. Even if it was still a little bloody. The late Lord himself was doubled over on the silk carpet, he had been clutching at the intestines falling out of the wound when he had passed out. True, the hit could have smoother, and a great deal cleaner, but then the Lady wouldn’t have been graced with the lovely new red décor. Anyway, now he sat there, silent and rotting. I was still trying not to gag on the smell of death and fresh excrement.The Death of Lord Scryler
Yeah, there’s something
by ~UnstableChemicals
Frontpage News Cyril sat at the wooden table, her chin resting on her neatly folded arms, staring at the blue tendrils of smoke that rose from her brother's cigarette with a blank expression. They coiled and danced about in the oxygen rich air. She had changed out of the shirt she borrowed from Shaen into her normal attire. A starched, pristine white-collared shirt, an iron-creased black vest and tie, and her russet breeches. Her brother's eyes were closed as he relaxed in the sea of cancerous nicotine invading his lungs. In the background there were sounds of water from the night's raiFrontpage News
by ~UnstableChemicals
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I'm.......I am......a groupie aren't I?
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Warm Fuzzies,
Kyimoto
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"I hate it when people say 'I coulda been somebody"....what are you talking about? YOU ARE SOMEBODY!!!"
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Adrian D. Berns,
Died, tragically, rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed, sinking, battleship.
He now lives in Atlantis spying on hot skinny dippers with his one eyed platypus Phil, and his three pronged spork, Mr. Wuffles.
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Warm Fuzzies,
Kyimoto
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"I hate it when people say 'I coulda been somebody"....what are you talking about? YOU ARE SOMEBODY!!!"
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Telepathic.... sonic waves.
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Adrian D. Berns,
Died, tragically, rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed, sinking, battleship.
He now lives in Atlantis spying on hot skinny dippers with his one eyed platypus Phil, and his three pronged spork, Mr. Wuffles.
lol~ Hi~
I is mad leet haching skillz
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Adrian D. Berns,
Died, tragically, rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed, sinking, battleship.
He now lives in Atlantis spying on hot skinny dippers with his one eyed platypus Phil, and his three pronged spork, Mr. Wuffles.
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Send this rose to everyone you care about!!
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Warm Fuzzies,
Kyimoto
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"I hate it when people say 'I coulda been somebody"....what are you talking about? YOU ARE SOMEBODY!!!"
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"I'm disgusting? Look at yourself! You're no better than a human who fucks a sheep and then protects it from the slaughter house!"
"It's different!"
"No, it isn't. Stop having dillusions of affection toward your FOOD!"-Trauma (Kyimoto)
since your bi do you wear your wedding ring on your middle finger?
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When I die I want to be cremated and thrown into the wind so i can blown in your eyes and iritate you one last time
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