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    1. Slendy 10 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Currently battling Sophomore year and lack of anime time!
8 yrs ago
I guess I'm back.....
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8 yrs ago
*Explodes into confetti* O(≧∇≦)O Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2!!!!!!
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8 yrs ago
Some people say J stars Victory Vs. Is a spam game XD well if you fight a spammer and loose become yourself or maybe, just maybe become better at the game so you can wreck the spammer :o *gasp*
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9 yrs ago
D: Sims 4!!!!!!

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HAPPY 2000 TO ME!!!!!!!! O(≧∇≦)O

Gender: Male

Update: I've been gone for a bit and have attempted to come back. I've got college related stuff to deal with now and it's crazy for me but I'll try to be as active as my schedule will allow me to be.

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"Nah, you would likely win against any one else with your techniques." Liz shrugged "Plus, I have had about an extra 10 years experience on you. I am a bit older then I look but the elemental inside me keeps my body this age." She explained as he walked past him "There is a class we really should be getting to first. As someone part of the student council you need to show up there really. But, that being said your idea is more fun." Liz added not sure which option to take. @slendy
"Don't worry I'll just write a pass to the teacher saying you went to my office for counseling." Marcus smiled and stood outside the infirmary's door. "Now.....to the tennis court!!!!!!" He shouted like a 5 year old kid running at an incredible amount of speed towards the tennis court.
"Right" he poured some water on it "Now ill let you choose, lose your leg or dont use it for a while."
"Hmmm I could build myself a new leg.....don't use it for awhile." Paul took another puff of his cigar. He eyes darted over to Fire. "I'm gonna dissect you, you elven son of a bitch!" Paul was pretty pissed and stopping him from building a bomb was impossible now. He knows building an artificial leg will take a while so he needs to keep it until then. "Hey Doc how long will it take for me to use my leg again?"
Paul eyes darted towards Doc and murmured under the sudden shock of pain. "Charles!!!!!....I mean....Doctor....fuck!!!!!" Paul shouted as the pain began to grow. " Doc.....h-h-he-help me!" He didn't say the word "help" much so it was terribly hard for him to say it now even when he was in a butt load of pain. He slid to the floor while he was still leaned against the wall and gripped his leg tightly whispering more swears under his breathe.
Oops I done fucked up.( excuse my language)
Finally!!!!!!! I've been waiting for a type of pokemone rp that's like this. I'm in!
Paul looked at Tam. "I'm clearly not a doctor. Unless you have an idea or wanna kiss by booboo away then I'd suggest you let me walk on my fucked up leg." He blew angryly into his cigar. He wasn't mad at Tam and would attempt to form an apology later. The pain from the wound was burning like hell and stinging his whole leg like a bitch. He gripped at his leg and leaned up against the wall breathing a little heavy.
>:) I'm gonna get him back.
Paul lit another cigar pulling rose his gun out of his holster and taking it off of safety mode. " Who ever did this is gonna get a bullet to the skull for destroying my beautiful lab." He walked and stood behind Schal. He watched the old guy pull of some magical shit with his hat. Though science and magic aren't really the best of subjects to mix together Paul was still fascinated by the trick. " Hey , gandalf can you teach me that trick?" Paul asked taking another puff of his cigar
Marcus was struggling and fell back onto his bed when Liz entered the room. "Oh , its you......no need for you to apologize. Its actually my fault for pushing myself to hard knowing the consequences." He laughed scraching head. " I guess I'm a little to weak to be on the council after all." He jumped of the bed and walked towards the exit of the infirmary. "Hey wasn't there a tennis match going on , I'm about to go check it out , wanna come?"
Paul didn't care to dodge the bullet. He bit down hard on his cigarette as the bullet pireced through his leg. He turned towards Fire spitting his cigarette out. "Ah....did I strike a nerve....." Paul kneeled down laughing and checked his wound. He was bleeding a bit and probably needed someone to attend to it before it gets to infected. He limped into the hut ignoring Fire. Paul's not a fan of arguments so he just brushed it off.
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