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4 mos ago
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All of that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
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4 mos ago
Oh sorry. I read the question wrong. 1's actually my social security number.
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4 mos ago
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4 mos ago
The phallic stimulation toy of consequence rarely arrives pre-lubricated.
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10 mos ago
Imagine not knowing about the schenanigans that coding-wizard got into on Iwaku... There's no post formatting that man can't harness for his unholy machinations.
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I have 3 mottos here in life, really.




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Knowing your activity, neh.


Knowing how I'll fuck your face, yeh.

Edit: No homo.

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I already have two applications for a jonin spot so consider this unlikely given you've already said you didn't want a hands-on character, dumbass.


I changed my god damn mind, bitchtits.

Gonna be making a Jounin sheet, nerds.



I needed a samurai sword.

I miss my beard, already.

Burn the Thottie.

Gregory and George had finally managed to quell the anger of the booze-induced Pirate, he had given them both more than a couple of bruises and a black eye each, but once they told him they had beer on their little schooner, he calmed down - chugging every bottle they had during the half hour it took for the small boat to make it's way back to land.

Chester's foot was placed firmly on the pier, his stolen boot tapping on the wooden planks, water squelching under his foot inside of the boot. It felt good to be on solid land. He began walking, he had to find the Breeze and figure out where the rest of his crew was - and if they knew anything about the location of the bastard Cerulean.

Squelch, Squelch..

He continued walking.

Squelch, Squelch..

He let out a loud sigh, smacking his hand into his forehead, he jumped onto his one leg, pulling off his boot and turning it around, out poured water - and a small fish. Then he did the opposite, puting his boot back on his right leg, standing on it. While doing so, he slipped on the fish that had landed under his foot, falling off of the pier - getting hung by his foot on a bit of rope hanging off of the side. He soon untangled himself, and made his way towards the docks, where the Hinnon Breeze laid in wait for him.

Gregory and George sat in their boat, spectating, drinking the last two beers they had.

"We sure he ain't no fish?"

"Ye, he's too stupid to be a fish."

"I 'spose you are right. He couldn't swim much, either."

Have ya tried google docs?

As long as there's no real judgment being had, we're fine. :)

@Just The Wind


There's only one man who can truly judge others.

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NO!


This RP is a safe place! I wont stand for this MARVEL VS DC sectarianism!

THEY'RE BOTH GOOD!


But one of them's definitely a little better.

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Star Trek type of douche?


Maximal over douche.

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