Hello! I'm superservo27! Call me that or any variation thereof. I like sci-fi. Seriously, of all the RPs I've been in (as of this writing, January 2018), only two weren't Scifi in some capacity. I like a lot of stuff. If I went through it all, it'd be an ungodly amount of text. It also fluctuates on a sometimes daily basis.
And then I fired again. And then I missed. And then I fired, and then I fired, and I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired. And I missed. This went on for several hours. And then I fired. And then I missed. And then I was out of bullets. And then I got sad. I had a popsicle. And then I passed out in the snow. Then I woke up, and then I reloaded. And then I fired. And then I missed. I missed again. I fired. I hit something, but it wasn't what I was going for, so I guess I missed. I passed out again. Had another popsicle. I had a dream that I was firing at something. I missed. I threw up a snowball at 'em! I missed. I packed another snowball into my gun. That's my secret weapon. I missed. Yeah, she's really something. I threw a snowball at her. I missed. I passed out. I woke up with a popsicle stick in my mouth. Don't piss me off, woman! I'll take a swing at you! I'll miss though. I guarantee ya. And I'll take another swing, and I'll miss. And then I'll have myself a popsicle. Would you care for a popsicle? Just don't bring it into the sauna. I reached into the fridge for another popsicle. I missed. I got the cabbage. I put it back, but I missed. I dropped it on the floor. Long story short - missed.
Hello! I'm superservo27! Call me that or any variation thereof.
I like sci-fi. Seriously, of all the RPs I've been in (as of this writing, January 2018), only two weren't Scifi in some capacity. I like a lot of stuff. If I went through it all, it'd be an ungodly amount of text. It also fluctuates on a sometimes daily basis.
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And then I fired again. And then I missed. And then I fired, and then I fired, and I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired. And I missed. This went on for several hours. And then I fired. And then I missed. And then I was out of bullets. And then I got sad. I had a popsicle. And then I passed out in the snow. Then I woke up, and then I reloaded. And then I fired. And then I missed. I missed again. I fired. I hit something, but it wasn't what I was going for, so I guess I missed. I passed out again. Had another popsicle. I had a dream that I was firing at something. I missed. I threw up a snowball at 'em! I missed. I packed another snowball into my gun. That's my secret weapon. I missed. Yeah, she's really something. I threw a snowball at her. I missed. I passed out. I woke up with a popsicle stick in my mouth. Don't piss me off, woman! I'll take a swing at you! I'll miss though. I guarantee ya. And I'll take another swing, and I'll miss. And then I'll have myself a popsicle. Would you care for a popsicle? Just don't bring it into the [i]sauna[/i]. I reached into the fridge for another popsicle. I missed. I got the cabbage. I put it back, but I missed. I dropped it on the floor. Long story short - missed.
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hello! I'm superservo27! Call me that or any variation thereof.<br>I like sci-fi. Seriously, of all the RPs I've been in (as of this writing, January 2018), only two weren't Scifi in some capacity. I like a lot of stuff. If I went through it all, it'd be an ungodly amount of text. It also fluctuates on a sometimes daily basis. <br><br><div class="hider-panel"><div class="hider-heading"><button type="button" class="btn btn-default btn-xs hider-button" data-name="The best copypasta ever">The best copypasta ever [+]</button></div><div class="hider-body" style="display: none">And then I fired again. And then I missed. And then I fired, and then I fired, and I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired. And I missed. This went on for several hours. And then I fired. And then I missed. And then I was out of bullets. And then I got sad. I had a popsicle. And then I passed out in the snow. Then I woke up, and then I reloaded. And then I fired. And then I missed. I missed again. I fired. I hit something, but it wasn't what I was going for, so I guess I missed. I passed out again. Had another popsicle. I had a dream that I was firing at something. I missed. I threw up a snowball at 'em! I missed. I packed another snowball into my gun. That's my secret weapon. I missed. Yeah, she's really something. I threw a snowball at her. I missed. I passed out. I woke up with a popsicle stick in my mouth. Don't piss me off, woman! I'll take a swing at you! I'll miss though. I guarantee ya. And I'll take another swing, and I'll miss. And then I'll have myself a popsicle. Would you care for a popsicle? Just don't bring it into the <span class="bb-i">sauna</span>. I reached into the fridge for another popsicle. I missed. I got the cabbage. I put it back, but I missed. I dropped it on the floor. Long story short - missed.</div></div></div>
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