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Started by The Skarzs, December 11, 2019, 08:14:07 PM

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Kade Rivok

Whoa, Eb has a profile pic!
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shisteer of nothing much

Yeah, she does. Is that Stretch, Eb? *realises that Ebby is still dead and brings her back to life using some disgusting medicine made of native New Zealand plants*
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And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

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Booklover

Quote from: Ebantu the Kararehe on December 17, 2019, 07:40:45 PM
Awwwwwww! *dies from too much exposure to cuteness*
Is that not proof enough that ducks are evil?
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Ebantu the Kararehe

No. (reply to both BL and Teer)
It's Munky, who was my Nana and Papa's cat a while ago. You can't really tell from the picture, but Munky was the fattest cat I have ever known. (also Stretch has a white stripe on his nose. I thought you would have remembered that.)
Edit: Do you like the picture?
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

Yeah, that's actually a really good picture!  So dramatic.
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Ebantu the Kararehe

Thanks.  ^-^ I like how you can only see half the face clearly.
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.


shisteer of nothing much

Yeah, it's a cool picture. I would have remembered Stretch's white stripe but... I didn't. Now that you mention it though, that's what was missing.
    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.


shisteer of nothing much

How're the ducks? Sam's doing well.
    I have a shiny thing! See?


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

Long live the RRR!

Ebantu the Kararehe

Good. One of the babies looks exactly like Dove, just in miniature.
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.


lass of something much

awww OWO, wittie duckys
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The Skarzs

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Cave potato.

Kade Rivok

Words!
Writings of a Mad Man

Songs!
Kade's Vocal Emporium

Gaming!
The Noob Combo

Super Special Medals!

Booklover

You know, Gilan, sarcasm isn't the lowest form of wit, it's not even wit at all. (Halt to Gilan)
Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt (Clary to Jace)

Both of them are connected to someone called Will. Will Herondale and Jace both hate ducks.
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

And yet, memes are supposedly a medium of satire, and satire is a genre, one that concentrates it's efforts on sarcasm.
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?