Yes, let's bring up the fact that Asuu knows details about Twilight, again.
I for one enjoy both the Twiwolves and anthro-monsters equally.
Are you referencing the Simpson bug overlord thing here?
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Are you referencing the Simpson bug overlord thing here?
<Snipped quote by Asuu>
Oh yeah, 'fore I forget, I have a question that I sorta asked in a mutter earlier. Are werewolves the tall, furry, anthro beasts, or the larger than normal regular wolves?
So basically, are they twilight wolves or?
'suppose the cat's out of the bag, then. Get your bolters, chain swords and light sabers, amigos.
It's only fair. Sticks with rubber bands are way too advanced. *shakes fist at damn godmodders*
Don't bring Mahz into this pls.
Stahp, we have technologically advanced to a stick w/ a rubber band, we will pelt rocks on you.
Be afraid.
Side note: My guy was losing blood, and he just fainted so uhh, he didnt see the text, edited it in though.
Be afraid.
Side note: My guy was losing blood, and he just fainted so uhh, he didnt see the text, edited it in though.
Yo did yeole GM send a text to all hunters? Didn't see that.
nyeeez he did, bauz
Post up b0ssman.
We rushin in?
or are we goin' sneaky beaky like?
Walking up first thing in the morning, his girl tries to tug him to bed, "Hnn come back to Bed." she said in her cute morning voice, teasingly, he replied with "I will climb back once I finish what I have to do, alright?" smiling at her, he got up and dressed, looking at the weary condition of the weather, only the subtle noise of the radio and his girlfriends adorable light snoring filled the air. "Weather's really damp and rubbish today, huh." he mutters to himself, glancing at the clock, he noticed that he's late to a meeting with his crew, dressing up. "Bollocks, I don't wanna be the fuckin' skive again, Jim almost got my head last time I did." he thought to himself as he grabs his ever so important computer bag case.
Finally in his two piece, navy blue suit, he adjusted his inner polo and started walking towards the elevator, an old lady was there "How do you do, you seem a bit knackered, can't have that can we?" he said to her, smiling. With a ding, he leaves his 4 and a half hotel, which was a grandeur place. It was with pools, recreation facilities, and the like. Leaving through the automatic doors, he winced at the gust of Chicago hit his face, "It's bloody freezing, what the hell." he thinks to himself, the scenery of Chicago wasn't bad, groups of friends laughing with each other, children playing football, it was one of the nicer places they they visited.
Walking a bit, he had gotten a hotdog beforehand, being exceptionally careful not to spill it on his new suit. Halfway through finishing his hotdog, he noticed two of his 'heist' buddies already greeting each other, waving to both of them, he only met with the chilly glare of Jim. "Scary as always, you'll knock my knackers off if you do that. Anyway, how's it goin lads?" he asked both of them in particular.
or are we goin' sneaky beaky like?
Walking up first thing in the morning, his girl tries to tug him to bed, "Hnn come back to Bed." she said in her cute morning voice, teasingly, he replied with "I will climb back once I finish what I have to do, alright?" smiling at her, he got up and dressed, looking at the weary condition of the weather, only the subtle noise of the radio and his girlfriends adorable light snoring filled the air. "Weather's really damp and rubbish today, huh." he mutters to himself, glancing at the clock, he noticed that he's late to a meeting with his crew, dressing up. "Bollocks, I don't wanna be the fuckin' skive again, Jim almost got my head last time I did." he thought to himself as he grabs his ever so important computer bag case.
Finally in his two piece, navy blue suit, he adjusted his inner polo and started walking towards the elevator, an old lady was there "How do you do, you seem a bit knackered, can't have that can we?" he said to her, smiling. With a ding, he leaves his 4 and a half hotel, which was a grandeur place. It was with pools, recreation facilities, and the like. Leaving through the automatic doors, he winced at the gust of Chicago hit his face, "It's bloody freezing, what the hell." he thinks to himself, the scenery of Chicago wasn't bad, groups of friends laughing with each other, children playing football, it was one of the nicer places they they visited.
Walking a bit, he had gotten a hotdog beforehand, being exceptionally careful not to spill it on his new suit. Halfway through finishing his hotdog, he noticed two of his 'heist' buddies already greeting each other, waving to both of them, he only met with the chilly glare of Jim. "Scary as always, you'll knock my knackers off if you do that. Anyway, how's it goin lads?" he asked both of them in particular.
Well posted for now,
Run Thomas, run.
Run Thomas, run.
Thomas
His beer finally arriving to it, taking a long gulp before stopping and gasping for breath, he looked around and more people were giving him glances or even worried looks. He simply shrugs it off, he did however, raise an eyebrow at how some of the patrons began getting a bit more fidgety after seeing him, well specifically, his arm. "Probably the moonshine." he thought to himself before taking a quick gulp of the beer.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a familiar figure, though could barely recognize her because of the beer or the loss of blood, eitherway, "Oh, Yvette, is that you or am I starting to see things?" he asked her outloud with a wide grin, "How's it goin?"
"Ты полный отстой." he heard from a Tall Russian man, with a really thick accent, "Is that Dimitri? No way." he utters but then gets a light slap on the cheek followed by, "Go to the hospital."
"Well, hello to you to Dimitri, got even bulkier last time I saw ya', how is that even humanly possible?" he asked, still maintaining that stupid grin on his face. "This little scratch, I'll get it checked out soon, lemme just finish my beer" he said to him, but leans in and whispers in a serious tone, "Did you notice? Some of em' are eyeing my arm and even getting fidgety."
A grin formed on his already smiling face,
"Hah, fucking with you man, course there's no Wolves in here eh?" he said finally and finished the last drop of his drink, he get's up then stretches, and he also notices the blood spots and gives a bigger tip than usual. Right before leaving, he notices Fay, waving his injured hand at her caused the blood to smear on Dimitri's back, Yvette's face and a random customers shirt, bowing a quick apology to them, he quickly ran away and says to Fay right before, "Well, uhm, sorry I'll be leaving you with the mess, there's a tip on the table."
After saying that sentence, Thomas runs out of the bar, hearing what sounded like a whistle towards him before hitting the door.
Right after leaving the door and losing his balance, there was a beep that came on his phone, a message, but with Thomas being out for the count, he couldn't check it.
His beer finally arriving to it, taking a long gulp before stopping and gasping for breath, he looked around and more people were giving him glances or even worried looks. He simply shrugs it off, he did however, raise an eyebrow at how some of the patrons began getting a bit more fidgety after seeing him, well specifically, his arm. "Probably the moonshine." he thought to himself before taking a quick gulp of the beer.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a familiar figure, though could barely recognize her because of the beer or the loss of blood, eitherway, "Oh, Yvette, is that you or am I starting to see things?" he asked her outloud with a wide grin, "How's it goin?"
"Ты полный отстой." he heard from a Tall Russian man, with a really thick accent, "Is that Dimitri? No way." he utters but then gets a light slap on the cheek followed by, "Go to the hospital."
"Well, hello to you to Dimitri, got even bulkier last time I saw ya', how is that even humanly possible?" he asked, still maintaining that stupid grin on his face. "This little scratch, I'll get it checked out soon, lemme just finish my beer" he said to him, but leans in and whispers in a serious tone, "Did you notice? Some of em' are eyeing my arm and even getting fidgety."
A grin formed on his already smiling face,
"Hah, fucking with you man, course there's no Wolves in here eh?" he said finally and finished the last drop of his drink, he get's up then stretches, and he also notices the blood spots and gives a bigger tip than usual. Right before leaving, he notices Fay, waving his injured hand at her caused the blood to smear on Dimitri's back, Yvette's face and a random customers shirt, bowing a quick apology to them, he quickly ran away and says to Fay right before, "Well, uhm, sorry I'll be leaving you with the mess, there's a tip on the table."
After saying that sentence, Thomas runs out of the bar, hearing what sounded like a whistle towards him before hitting the door.
Right after leaving the door and losing his balance, there was a beep that came on his phone, a message, but with Thomas being out for the count, he couldn't check it.
The werewolves are really showing restraint around my bleeding arm XD
And yeah, IC has slowed down, everyone just posted a shit ton earlier.
And yeah, IC has slowed down, everyone just posted a shit ton earlier.
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