Aspidochelone

To the Stars, From Death.

Psst, guys. I'm that someone. XD /you can't see it obviously but I'm doing that sideways hand thing where I whisper to the audience and exclude someone but since I can't really do that physically, I guess we're all in a play now guys because I've just done a "to the side" and the play henceforth be called Ah, shit I'm bad with titles, let me find a generator and don't you go and do that literal crap with the "Oh so I guess the play is called 'Ah, shit I'm bad with titles' blah blah" titter titter, it shall be called Zilch Gut what does this MEAN FOREIGN LANGUAGES/

If we're keeping this alive, it's time to SPAM THIS THREAD.

To the Stars, From Death.

Guys. Guys. Guys. Why didn't we do the whole page full of Christmas posts and happy holiday stuff. I mean I don't really want to but still.

What did you get for christmas?

Damn. That's a good Christmas present.

I got.. wait, let me do this properly.

Five golden boxesofmooncake
Four bags of pocky
Three cards of money
Two leather notebooks
And a new leather chair

To the Stars, From Death.

Well when you're a pessimist you get to be pleasantly surprised when you're proven wrong or smug when you're proven right.

OFF TOPIC (as if this whole OOC isn't off topic): the RPs/Int. checks are so slow that I've decided to actually start my own RP >.> Finding banners and pictures is hard /I'm pouting like a twelve year old girl right now I mean there's probably a fitting reasons for twelve year old girls to be pouting like I am but you know I'm too tired to think of one so the twelve year olds should think of their own damn reasons for pouting because my reason is that pictures are impossible to find like UGH I just want a pretty picture of a group of people divided by tension and age old grudges and maybe a little fighting is that too much to ask for/

To the Stars, From Death.

You sound fun at parties.

To the Stars, From Death.

Hellz yeah we do.

Has the site been screwy for you all day?

To the Stars, From Death.

Alright, pausing the // for now but they'll come back later

I know this site's screwy as heck, but it's got such a simple layout compared to the other one's I'm looking at *cough cough*Iwaku*cough*

To the Stars, From Death.

I knew this would happen one day, I just assumed it would be from me finally letting out all my pent up violent impulses on some asshole. /I'm feeling very indecisive right now I mean it's gotten so bad that I've even began to look like a scheming cliche evil mastermind like I've got my elbows on super comfy armrests and I've even steepled my fingers in front of my face like the decision to murder another person is pending at the moment I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not a murderer like I can barely kill spiders without arming myself with a chair and a slipper to attack a 3 centimeter big insect but I'd always thought my first murder would be a lot more horrific and bloody?/

To the Stars, From Death.

If you want, I could very easily get my stool right now. I'm serious, it's like a meter away /I'm using my hand to gesture vaguely behind me to my right because I'm pretty sure that's where the stool is but sometimes the furniture placement in this place changes randomly wait let me look back yep see there's a giant cardboard box there now and my old black leather chair blocking the door to the patio but the stool's still there with a tablecloth draped over it and being used as a place to put the router so I'm probably not gonna fling that router and tablecloth off of it but it wouldn't have worked anyway because it's got a round seat/

To the Stars, From Death.

Eh, I do my best /I'm shrugging noncommittally in my super comfy new caramel leather wheelie chair but you can't really see it so try to picture it in your mind or not I mean who really cares goddamn I talk a lot maybe it's because it's the holidays and my first day of holiday break okay we're stopping this thing because I need a gosh darn limit to these slashy things wait shit no slash/