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HeadInAnotherGalaxy

Literary Nonzenze.

It ztill rhymez zough!
NARDOLE; You are completely out of your mind!
DOCTOR: How is that news to anyone?

"I am Yomin Carr, the harbinger of doom. I am the beginning of the end of your people!" -Yomin Carr

-Sometime later, the second mate was unexpectedly rescued by the subplot, which had been trailing a bit behind the boat (and the plot). The whole story moved along.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Delthion

Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

The Skarzs

The troll was winning for five days.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Rosie Willowwater

The maniac of a girl is winning now.
                    

The Skarzs

You should have seen Faiy and Rain two years ago. ;D
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Rosie Willowwater

Hah, you're saying I'm any better than them? I highly doubt that.
                    

The Skarzs

You're definitely a different kind of crazy.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Rosie Willowwater

                    

The Skarzs

BTW, are those horns on your profile pic?
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Rosie Willowwater

                    

Delthion

Horns and red eyes...it's a slightly demonic profile picture. ;D
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Rosie Willowwater

See? I told you I'm a maniac.
                    

Delthion

Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Rosie Willowwater

*Points to personal text*