A Tattooed Girl's Place to Gab and Hangout

[Rightful Heir]

oh, I totally am ;) dont kid that! lol

[StarWight]

:o U SITH LORD!!!!

*brandishes tube again* I WILL DESTROY YOU!!!

[Rightful Heir]

xD

[StarWight]

*in a very neo way, extends hand, motioning you forward* ;)

[Rightful Heir]

BRINGING BACK AN OLD original GUILD RP OF MINE!! WOOT WOOT

[StarWight]

YESSSS and Yours Truly will help any way he possibly can ;)

[orcpunx]

Hei XD
I just said I must drop by some sort. We rped togeather If you remember?
If not, then we get to now eachother all over again. XD
Awesome xD

[Rightful Heir]

orcpunx said
Hei XDI just said I must drop by some sort. We rped togeather If you remember? If not, then we get to now eachother all over again. XD Awesome xD

lol yeah i totally remember you hahaha, whats up orc??

[orcpunx]

Much yet nothing of importance. XD
How about you?

[Rightful Heir]

orcpunx said
Much yet nothing of importance. XDHow about you?

you have one majestic ass unicorn xD

[orcpunx]

Of course I do, after all I am me XD

So which are you currently enjoying

[Rightful Heir]

I am definitely not enjoying these unicorns ._____. theyre good for a laugh at first site but after a while it's like " -_________- "

[orcpunx]

Yeah that be true.....
but its still better than nothing, i guess

[StarWight]

*pops in, starts marking territory* HIya Gabby!!!!

[Rightful Heir]

*tackles wolf and bites down on neck, pinning him down, a muffled "hi" coming out from my blocked mouth full of neck fur* lol

[StarWight]

:o :o :o O_____O

*stops marking territory, lookin up at you and flattening ears behind my head*

Erm hello there .__. What'sup? XD

[Rightful Heir]

*bares teeth in a smile* protectin whats mine, nig! xD

[StarWight]

:O Okay, I'll stop peein' on everything then xD xD

Can I howl instead? :P

[Rightful Heir]

yes :P

[StarWight]

*tilts nose up to the starry sky and lets out a long, lonely, morose howl that echoes throughout the stillness of the night. A melancholy sound that speaks of loss, of eternal sorrow, of sadness and loneliness. A howl that contains a thousand apologies and a thousand tears left unshed. A howl that calls to the ages, begging for some solace, for some hope--hope that refuses to come. A sound that starts off at a high octave, dropping to the low, heartbreakingly sad sound that is that of a lone wolf, howling into the bright moon shining down from above.*