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Started by Blaggut, October 15, 2015, 04:59:46 AM

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Anonymous

When all powers rise against you know that we are coming for you. We will not rest until all of you pitiful little beings are bowing under the relentless force of our magnificent tyranny.

Anonymous

I'm late and anonyous but I exist.

This is crazy.

Lady Ashenwyte

Quote from: Anonymous on July 22, 2016, 02:24:24 AM
When all powers rise against you know that we are coming for you. We will not rest until all of you pitiful little beings are bowing under the relentless force of our magnificent tyranny.

Yeah yeah have a Snickers.
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.

Anonymous

Im Anonymous™ and Im Edgy™

James Gryphon

« Subject to editing »

Søren

Have I exposed the forum to too much MCR for one day?


I'm retired from the forum

Hickory

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

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Quote from: Søren on July 22, 2016, 05:13:51 AM
Have I exposed the forum to too much MCR for one day?

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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.

Hickory

More like enough for a lifetime.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Søren



I'm retired from the forum

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.

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.

Anonymous

Now you must think of a deep and hidden meaning for the \/.

Aimless Gallivanter

how about a screaming bird?
:\/
im gay!!!!!!

Anonymous

I don't see a screaming bird in that.