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Sageony's Wedding

Started by Groddil, September 09, 2016, 10:48:00 PM

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Cornflower MM


Søren

Drunk Skarzs is the best Skarzs.


I'm retired from the forum

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Søren



I'm retired from the forum

The Skarzs

*Eat a big hunk of chocolate than drinks another shot of melted chocolate.*
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Søren

Quote from: Skarzs on October 22, 2016, 01:56:33 AM
*Eat a big hunk of chocolate than drinks another shot of melted chocolate.*


I'm retired from the forum

The Skarzs

YOU GUYS GONNA KISS? *Clanks spoon against glass.* Kiss!
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Cornflower MM

Bwahahaha, no. I'd really rather not.

The Skarzs

*Presses their faces together.* C-c'mon. When th' people ring the glazzes with spoons. . .s. . . Y'gotta kiss. 'S a rule.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Banya

^this is the best.

*hits glass with spoon and breaks spoon* KISS!
   

Lady Ashenwyte

KISS!

*Throws glass at couple*
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.

Cornflower MM

Quote from: Skarzs on October 23, 2016, 02:08:24 AM
*Presses their faces together.* C-c'mon. When th' people ring the glazzes with spoons. . .s. . . Y'gotta kiss. 'S a rule.

*Shrieks and jumps over Skars, using Sage's face as a catapult* *Wipes mouth furiously* You're drunk, but listen to me. DO NOT DO THAT EVER AGAIN, Y'HEAR ME?! No offense intended, Sage.

Hickory

*wipes Peony's footprint off my face* Uh, yeah.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

*Presses Corn's and Sage's faces together*

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

*presses Ash's face against a rock*
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.