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STATUS: PMing everyone on this website individually and asking “do you think my statuses are funny?” with an attached stock photo of a man (super buff) crying. 4 yrs ago
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PMing everyone on this website individually and asking “do you think my statuses are funny?” with an attached stock photo of a man (super buff) crying.
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4 yrs ago
The people who wrote the instructions for my sister's new printer failed to consider that I might be tripping balls while trying to help her set it up.
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4 yrs ago
I'm in the lab, cooking up a status that will make every mad at me, together. I can heal this website by being as wrong and annyoing as possible.
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4 yrs ago
Met a guy yesterday who looked and sounded exactly like Hank Hill. Made my week. Logged in today and realized yesterday was this accounts sixth birthday. The universe gave me a gift for the occasion.
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5 yrs ago
Finally getting to that age where I realize that I'm becoming my dad. Called some guy at work "old boy" because I couldn't remember his name. If I order any ww2 books just put me down like a dog, man.
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FUCK MILES LUNA AND EVERYTHING HE STANDS FOR I FUCKING HATE ROOSTER TEETH FUCK VYBNJMKNCREXCVTBYNUBYTVEXCRVBN GFDECFGB
@Obscene Symphony Ignore the fact that Arran is a carbon copy of Jaron
Planning on turning the Punisher into a less edgy character. Make him something more than "My family is dead, REVENGE DBFUKBFIeu>sDJLFNABRZKFISHJLFN UKFKJN Hilfbodj gjrisofj"
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Masters and Padawans of The Clone Wars - Star Wars RP -- Open
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Jaros was nervous. He didn't say this, nervous wasn't not a Jedi emotion. Though, most emotions weren't Jedi emotions. Yet, nervous he was. Here he was, a completely green Padawan, about to fight the CIS on Felucia. That brought on a new question, Why Felucia? He certainly didn't know. He knew that something was off about the planet, though he couldn't quite decide what that was. To ease his worry, he went over the Admiral's words in his mind. He and his master were to defend the 406th Clone Legion while they built a base. What do we need to defend them from?
"Excuse me, master?" He cleared his throat. "Do you know why the CIS is attacking Felucia?"
"Excuse me, master?" He cleared his throat. "Do you know why the CIS is attacking Felucia?"
Man, there are a crap top of us waiting for this. I can't imagine how tough it must be for Kho to manage this many people, even with Co-GM help.
It makes me want to die just thinking about it.
BEES!
When an RP is really slow, so you leave it alone for awhile. Then when you come back there's like 4,000 new posts and no one mentioned or quoted you so you had no idea. Now you're super behind and you know that no one missed you. Kick. In. The. Balls.
"That's it?" Oliver was confused. "We're the most dangerous juvenile criminals in the states. Why make us super soldiers? Isn't that counter intuitive? Why not just contract a whole bunch of random, not criminal kids?" He laughed heartily. "I'm just saying, this is a logistical shitstorm."
Oliver was enjoying every second of this. That crazy David kid's conversation with the others. He recognized him, as did everyone who had paid attention to the news the past few month. If this was the sort of company he kept, he was in some serious trouble. Well, he thought may as well make the best of it.
"Hello friends." He laughed heartily. "Fellow criminal scum, my name is Oliver. Oliver King. Nice to fucking meet ya." He turned to the older man who had just walked in. "I assume you are the highest authority in the room? Well then it is exceptionally nice to meet you." He then gave a comical, exaggerated bow.
"Hello friends." He laughed heartily. "Fellow criminal scum, my name is Oliver. Oliver King. Nice to fucking meet ya." He turned to the older man who had just walked in. "I assume you are the highest authority in the room? Well then it is exceptionally nice to meet you." He then gave a comical, exaggerated bow.
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