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Started by Lady Ashenwyte, April 25, 2015, 05:01:51 AM

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Faiyloe

That one was actually kind of funny if not totally deranged.  ;D :P
I am back... sort of... maybe... Hi?

The Skarzs

I'm sure other people are enjoying this as much as the other topic. :P
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Faiyloe

Who! Where! So I can punch them in the face!
I am back... sort of... maybe... Hi?

Hickory

*puts on invisibility cloak*
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Cornflower MM

Quote from: The Skarzs on May 06, 2015, 07:06:59 PM
You shoulda seen the one with Delka.

*Groans* I don't think I want to. . . . .

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Søren

Quote from: The Skarzs on May 06, 2015, 06:59:32 PM
Oh.

I'm not mad, just prepared to squish you into a pulp.


I'm retired from the forum

Delthion

The text speaking has fallen into this thread, why else would Soren make such a typo? ;D ;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.

The Skarzs

"Plup", eh? When you say it like that, it makes me really want to plup you.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Søren

You guys don't know what a plup is? Man, I thought you were educated in the Interweb ways. ;D ;D ;D


I'm retired from the forum

Izeroth

 *shudders* The Interweb is a backwards, primitive place.

Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Faiyloe

For that you will face a fate worse than death. *Dumps fire ants down the back of Ashes shirt*
I am back... sort of... maybe... Hi?

The Skarzs

Why, Ash! I [never] trusted you!
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Lady Ashenwyte

I'm wearing a robe! *Throws the fire ants at Faiy*
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.