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TwelveOf8
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The second apostle is mine.
STATUS: Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last. 7 yrs ago
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Now that I have given up video games I should have a lot more time to RP now. I'm sure that I'm not the first person to have declared this but hopefully I won't be the last.
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7 yrs ago
To all those who are awaiting a post from me I'm sorry. I have no excuses. I expect the very best from myself and frankly that kind of pressure brings about some major procrastination.
7 yrs ago
I very well may be the worst fps player the world has ever known.
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7 yrs ago
Has anyone heard of this Smitty Werbenjagermanjensen guy? They say he's number one.
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7 yrs ago
Alright, no more screwing around. I have to get started on my various projects. I can't let another week go by with nothing done. Lady France awaits and I'm not getting any younger.
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Bio
I guess this is where I explain myself.
All I can say is that my existence is an endless void occasionally interrupted by passing flashes of light.
Interlaced with a little randomness here and there to, ya know, keep things interesting.
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Snake what's wrong? Snake!? Snaaaaaaake!
"You're all the fun I need Corinne baby." replied Rolo.
Her smile, there was something about it. Sparks flew and colours dazzled every time he saw it. Like a cacophony of melody from a song long forgotten but missed fondly. Rolo never felt this way about a girl before. He thought he did once, but she turned out to be the very last thing Rolo needed in his life. But Corinne was different, Rolo was sure of it.
An awkward silence took place between them for what felt like an eternity. Rolo was way too shy to say anything further, in the hopes of not having Corinne be spooked. Although he did try to give her an endearing smile. He hoped against hope that Corinne would say something nice.
Her smile, there was something about it. Sparks flew and colours dazzled every time he saw it. Like a cacophony of melody from a song long forgotten but missed fondly. Rolo never felt this way about a girl before. He thought he did once, but she turned out to be the very last thing Rolo needed in his life. But Corinne was different, Rolo was sure of it.
An awkward silence took place between them for what felt like an eternity. Rolo was way too shy to say anything further, in the hopes of not having Corinne be spooked. Although he did try to give her an endearing smile. He hoped against hope that Corinne would say something nice.
@RhythmloidYou sure did. Perhaps you should get some sleep? You can reply tomorrow n_n
In the land before time, Littlefoot's mom, depressingly enough, died. But he had memes so all was well. Until Megatron laser cannoned the fire nation, destroying many cabbages and causing Littlefoot to become a powerful earth bender after Cera was brutally flung across the ocean. "By the power of Greyskull," the flaming homosexual wombat exclaimed, as he slipped and fell, only to be caught by a hopeless romantic trying to figure out the meaning of extraterrestrial existence in bed. Then he realized that without cheese, he could not feed his grandmother so he bought some power metal, pure cheesy goodness. However, Littlefoot was a metalbender, meaning the power metal could be bent, which would be glorious for Fire Nation. So Littlefoot challenged Megatron to a fist fight aboard the ship shaped like a cabbage. "Help me, Obi-wan!" Megatron cried, heard by a crimson eagle living in your basement furnace. Littlefoot tried to defeat Megatron by singing sweet nothings and tempting him with bacon, which was remarkably effective.
"Littlefoot," Megatron blushes, his metal lips stuck with bits of bacon while dipping some Szechuan sauce, "I surrender to your superior, the legendary Obi-wan Kenobi and his Mighty Morphing Power Rangers." Littlefoot laughed triumphantly and then said, "I am your father." Reaching out, he took Megatron's PC and downloaded Windows 10.
And then Nestor Makhno appeared.
"This! Is! Sparta!" Makhno bellowed, before stroking his mustache excitedly.
"If you say so kid."
"Littlefoot," Megatron blushes, his metal lips stuck with bits of bacon while dipping some Szechuan sauce, "I surrender to your superior, the legendary Obi-wan Kenobi and his Mighty Morphing Power Rangers." Littlefoot laughed triumphantly and then said, "I am your father." Reaching out, he took Megatron's PC and downloaded Windows 10.
And then Nestor Makhno appeared.
"This! Is! Sparta!" Makhno bellowed, before stroking his mustache excitedly.
"If you say so kid."
@RhythmloidAaaaaannnnnd finished! Short post but I foresee a long conversation! XD
"Well little lady, you're just about the sweetest thing here." replied the bartender.
"You don't drink Corinne? Well I'm not gonna drink to!" announced Rolo.
"Yeah that'll be the day." joked the bartender.
"What was that!?" asked Rolo.
"Umm I said uhh, what!? No way! How noble. This guys a real knight in shining armour little miss." said the bartender.
"Well, only to Corinne he he." said Rolo.
"Wow, just wow. Two pints of pub squash, comin right up!" announced the bartender.
"If things get any sweeter around here I'm gonna get diabetes" he joked.
"You don't drink Corinne? Well I'm not gonna drink to!" announced Rolo.
"Yeah that'll be the day." joked the bartender.
"What was that!?" asked Rolo.
"Umm I said uhh, what!? No way! How noble. This guys a real knight in shining armour little miss." said the bartender.
"Well, only to Corinne he he." said Rolo.
"Wow, just wow. Two pints of pub squash, comin right up!" announced the bartender.
"If things get any sweeter around here I'm gonna get diabetes" he joked.
@RhythmloidThat sounds fun! Posting time!
"Clumsy little man." said the mysterious woman in a demonic voice. She no longer used her human voice anymore.
Gilligan rolled over onto his back. The demonic woman advanced on him slowly in a rather casual manner. All the wounds that Gilligan inflicted with the wine bottle began to heal very rapidly. His heart plummeted in his stomach as he witnessed the demonic womans supernatural regenerative powers. In a matter of seconds all traces of injury were completely erased.
The demonic woman smiled at the look of panic on Gilligans face.
"As you can see little man, you can't hurt me." she taunted.
"Try as you might, you know you can't resist me." she taunted further.
Gilligan hurriedly scooted backwards towards his sword. He dared not take his eyes off the demonic woman. Lest she employ some other kind of devious trick.
"It's a real shame. You would've made such a lovely collectible." said the demonic woman in her human voice.
"But you're gonna make an even better meal!" she said, in her demonic voice once more.
Gilligan began to panic. He flailed his left arm behind himself, desperately trying to grab his sword. Gilligans panic intensified the closer the demonic woman approached. She licked her lips in anticipation. Fangs began to protrude from her mouth. They were as sharp and as menacing as her talons.
He finally grabbed the sword. Luckily it was still in its scabbard. Grabbing the edge of the blade itself would've meant deep and serious cuts on his hands and fingers.
Gilligan swung the sword around from behind him then to his front. He grabbed the hilt of the blade with his right hand. Just as he was about to unsheathe the sword, the demonic woman pounced.
Gilligan rolled over onto his back. The demonic woman advanced on him slowly in a rather casual manner. All the wounds that Gilligan inflicted with the wine bottle began to heal very rapidly. His heart plummeted in his stomach as he witnessed the demonic womans supernatural regenerative powers. In a matter of seconds all traces of injury were completely erased.
The demonic woman smiled at the look of panic on Gilligans face.
"As you can see little man, you can't hurt me." she taunted.
"Try as you might, you know you can't resist me." she taunted further.
Gilligan hurriedly scooted backwards towards his sword. He dared not take his eyes off the demonic woman. Lest she employ some other kind of devious trick.
"It's a real shame. You would've made such a lovely collectible." said the demonic woman in her human voice.
"But you're gonna make an even better meal!" she said, in her demonic voice once more.
Gilligan began to panic. He flailed his left arm behind himself, desperately trying to grab his sword. Gilligans panic intensified the closer the demonic woman approached. She licked her lips in anticipation. Fangs began to protrude from her mouth. They were as sharp and as menacing as her talons.
He finally grabbed the sword. Luckily it was still in its scabbard. Grabbing the edge of the blade itself would've meant deep and serious cuts on his hands and fingers.
Gilligan swung the sword around from behind him then to his front. He grabbed the hilt of the blade with his right hand. Just as he was about to unsheathe the sword, the demonic woman pounced.
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