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Does jugular boob = giant boobs? I think my disturbing mind is interpreting it that way.
I think the idea of personal safety circles has been destroyed. *Draws Ursa Circle* Ok, I think he likes me. I don't play clarinet. I'm not waving my flashlight. I'm not stomping the ground. I'm not eating cheese in cube form. I'm not wearing a sombrero upside down. I'm not wearing clown shoes. I'm not wearing a hoop skirt. I'm not Screeching like a chimpanzee, running, limping, or crawling. Think we're good. And JUST IN CASE. I brought my anti-CallaLily underpants.
Oi! Leave that wooly ass alone!
What in the actual hell?
XD That will work well, I think. I can PM you a pad here in a bit. Bit busy presently :D
*Wonders in amazement at the copious amounts of cookies lying about RPG* Did anyone want to collab with the Cat or something? XD I'm excited to introduce the Cat with the others :P
So. Much. To. Read *Meows sadly*
Wishful thinking on my part lol. Very well! Oh! In case you didn't see my post in the interest check, I commend you on the picture of Tyrion Lannister for Tom. Duly noted
Big Black Cat with Tom Thumb? He's either alluding to Ches, or there's some poser running around XD
Sektor hurried onboard as the ship was about to take off, managing to kill a few more of Trex's guards in the process before the boarding ramp was raised, sealing them in the confines of the ship.

The sound of the engines roaring filled Sektor's ears with their blare as the ship took off, forcing him to cling onto a rail for support as the ship broke the atmosphere of Tattooine.

"It's good to be away from there." Sektor commented neutrally releasing the rail as the ship settled upon hitting space. "We have a smuggling vessel and I think that Imperial craft was landing...this should give us reprieve enough to make distance." He said.

Raising his hands up to the side of his helmet, he began tugging at it. A sharp hiss sounded as the sealant that connected the helmet to the suit was breached. He lifted the helmet up over his head, tucking it under one arm as his face was finally revealed to his three companions.
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