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4 mos ago
Current I can taste the rainbow! Wait no...it's just blood.
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2 yrs ago
Daylight Saving Times are a conspiracy to sell analgesics and coffee
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2 yrs ago
My milkshake brings all boys to the yard... good thing I planted mines.
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2 yrs ago
...Good lord, when was the las time I updated this?
4 yrs ago
BERSERK LIVES
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I run on GMT+1 Schedule.

And coffee.

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About half of Foster's posta, in general.
Wait, what? I am lost.
Soon we'll be time skipping! Probably after Ventrue's post. xD I hope everyone is prepared for a very angry Vlad!


Compared to the horrors of a coked up Louis Ventrue, that seems as ominous as a chihuahua's bark.
Just gonna put this here because at least three of us know its relevancy.

Yes, I have been watching these videos for the last two days. Yes, I will show them to my friends. Yes, I will watch them over and over. No, I will not quit.

As far as the parkour thing, I don't mind getting involved with the group but such a circumstance may not make Joy easily go "Okay, I'll go with you".


Couple of choco bars oughta help with that. Or Miro's comical sprawled position after fucking up a landing.

Edit: @Kokushi what about meeting Joslyn instead?
@Massasauga Ping!

@Kokushi Or you could get @AtomicNut (Miro) to get you drinkies.


"Hey you scumbag, stop trying to get underage girls drunk."
"Sire, those girls are our targets."
"PRIORITIES, JENKINS, PRIORITIES!"
-Temporal... What?-


Temporal machine or not, time seemed to have slowed to a crawl before the image that was presented before Jack. The hideous... violation of his personal space, taste and even common sense left the otherwise experienced vampire jaded and stunned, unable to form articulate sounds besides a faint high pitched "Eeeeeeeeee" coming from his mouth, all his body, nay, all his self going limp and livid. Of course, even in the most unlikely circumstances and mental states, his elder had prompted an answer about the cat-mantle-clock-noveau art mockery's impression on him, and he would get one.

"Words fail to convey how awestruck I am now, M'lord." He settled to say, in an almost droning monotone, his eyes wide in an expression of unbridled shock and dread. Not because of what the elder assumed the sheer ingenuity of the alleged contraption, but more because his lord's apparent sanity had taken a deep dive in Davy Jone's locker, and seemed to be battling imaginary krakens while the allures of a thousand surreal mermaids were whispering eldritch thoughts in his conscience.

Allfather.
We.
Are.
DOOMED.


Panic flared in the internal works of the Prelate, as he struggled to forcibly get back into his bearings with a mighty effort not dissimilar to the titan Atlas supporting the celestial sphere. Damage control! I need to exert it before other people find out about our elder's insane machinations!

Coughing up, the second prompt of Louis Ventrue made him elaborate a hesitated response. "...I'm sorry m'lord, it seems the contraption has failed to do its intended purpose. And uh... there's cat brains leaking on your shirt, sire." He frowned, as he eyed the scene unfolding, his gaze sharpening enough to death glare anyone who was witnessing the ...show in the vicinity. "Perhaps it needs some fine tuning...aye? Allow me to escort you to the workshop, m'lord"

This was the easy part. Playing along with Louis Ventrue was a skill honed by all vampires under his care. Those who did not, usually had less than stellar results. No, the hard part was crossing an unknown line, one that even a Prelate would not cross unless in very dire circumstances, but Jack esteemed that the loss of his life was an acceptable risk in order to reign in the Ventrue's whimsical insanity. Closing in to the elder, he whispered an ominous sentence.

"Louis, what's wrong with you? You're not usually this...this...daring. Have you taken drugs?" Jack whispered into the Elder's idea. Perhaps the use of his first name would shake him off of his... time machine idea.
@Massasauga For the sake of starting to group together is it alright if Miro goes to practice parkour (and screw up a landing and hit a van) in the junkyard Joy is as a coincidence?
@Hael There's movement on the ventrue. Now is the cue to jump in!
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Oh, I meant Atomic Nut.

But she can farm potatoes.
-From that, vodka can be made, just add sugar.

Also, I'm going to blame the apartment-fire mentioned by Kokushi on Miroslav trying to make pancakes.
-At least that's the story they told insurance.


An entertaining thought, but he lives in the gym of his old mentor, with a little cozy apartment. Also he's got a lot of munnies for a slum dweller. He beat a lot of people in the cage to win an MMA tournament.

Not the best guy to try a collect a rent from, mind.
He can however, be his provider of food supplies and wonder why he eats for seven or something.
Or be the barman listening to his rants while drunk.
@FrettzoZygote>Morula>Blastocyte>???>Embrio>Fetus. From what i recall of my high school biology. Anything earlier than an embrio is just a bunch of barely recognizable cells, with zygote being the single cell, up to 16 cells, at which is the morula stage. (2,3 days after conception).

Also, ninja'd
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