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"A Jailed Verdauga"

Started by The Shadow of Korriban, December 09, 2019, 03:05:46 AM

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Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

Quote from: Booklover on December 20, 2019, 06:52:31 PM
Stop spoiling MY fun.

But your fun involves spoiling other peoples fun.  That doesn't seem fair.  ;D
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Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Booklover

Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Booklover

I know that. Death said so (in The Book Thief).
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Ebantu the Kararehe

I was following on from our gloomy observations.
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Booklover

Have you ever heard of Marvin the Paranoid Android?
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

shisteer of nothing much

*splinters cage with tail and flies three times around the jail, smirking at Verdauga's double cage* Nope, we've never heard of him. Enlighten us.
    I have a shiny thing! See?


And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

Long live the RRR!

Booklover

He's a robot with GPP (Genuine People Personality), which made him very pessimistic. He's from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

shisteer of nothing much

Oooh, okay. He sounds like the sort of robot I'd want as a friend.
    I have a shiny thing! See?


And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

Long live the RRR!

Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


The Shadow of Korriban

*The door is shut*  *Sheev sits on a plump couch*  (Inside the jail) (But he is able to leave at any time)  *Happy grin*
The best way to forget your own problems is to beat a rock with a stick.<br /><br />My YouTube channel!

Ebantu the Kararehe

*also sits* You're a monster, Sheev Palpatine.
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Verdauga

*Walks out, just to show everyone he still watches this thread.*
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?