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4 yrs ago
Current very concerning
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6 yrs ago
Be safe out there, dudes!
6 yrs ago
Ugh. The Block is real.
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7 yrs ago
Good morning, peeps!
7 yrs ago
Peace and love, peeps. <3

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Heyo, Ogo, leggo


Hiya! Morgan here. I am the mountain mama.

Used to be hella active, now I mostly just lurk. Feel free to drop a message if you catch me snoopin', I probably won't bite.

Most Recent Posts

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I'm sorry Ogo... I was forced to by Bunny! She used her evil serial killer threats on me! I had no choice!



Oh my gawf. It's adorable. I can't even. I just can't even.
Go ahead and finish it up if you want, or I can reply to what you have brewed up and finish it up.


If you want to finish the convo go ahead, but if you want to skip, please let me know, because after the conversation, the event is supposed to start. I can get a post out quickly if needed.


Sorry, would have posted last night, but those tacos were POISON. Damn Taco Bell employees and their murderous ways. I'll have Ramses down some booze, spout some encouraging bullshit, then pass the torch. Just need to get out of work first, so still have a few on that.
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Now we can both suffer together! AP Classes, hooooooooooo!

Regardless, it kinda ticks me off about how indecisive I was on signing up for an AP test. I won't be seeing college credits soon after I graduate xD

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Who ya gonna call?

Ghost Busters Serial Killer Bunny & her crew!

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So that is Koningsdag, eh? Looks rather entertaining to say the least, and a lot less gaudy than the city of bright lights in the middle of a desert. Regardless, I honestly hope ya have fun with the festivities and whatnot with w/e you're celebrating... Maybe I should look this stuff up.


Gaudy or not, I have always thought the idea of a bright city in the heart of avast desert as rather romantic. Not sure why. Also, Ghostbusters reference. Fifteen points to Savo.

@Zoldyck
I'll never understand why people insist on taking pictures of those abominations rather than torching the two mile radius around their last known location.
...so those were bad tacos. Anyone up for killing me? Maybe the next Ogo will make better dietary choices.
Oh, Ninjy, Swordfishy, are we skipping the convo, or finishing it up?
Alrighty, grabbing some tacos, throwing up a quick post for another RP, then I'll begin work on a reply here. :D
I'll wait for Ogo before poppin off a reply. Also, one bottle down solo, let's see how many can be gone.


Grabbing some Taco Bell, then I'll have a post ready to go :D

No, but if you want to drink during the event, by all means!


Way ahead of you, bro. Why write if you can't write drunk?

...

I don't have a problem. T.T

Working on that reply now.
By the way, reading Kissu's post it seems that Duncan has a gravelly voice XD For reference sake, he pretty much sounds like Bilbo Baggins, awkward pauses included.


And now my mental image of Duncan has been warped to Martin Freeman. And I'm completely alright with this.
Finally got it done. Geez...
~Graham Turner~


"I hear ye loud and clear, mate. But get ready, we've got a roommate coming."

AH! Scorpio made it up the Stairs of Doom. Did he too lose a part of himself as he climbed the Dreaded Tower? Graham could sympathize. At the moment he could feel a small part of himself screaming in the ether.

Graham lifted himself off the bed, pulling to a sitting position. His vision was a bit blurry. And that headache...yeah, he wasn’t feeling that great now that he thought about it. He had to find out where that infirmary was. Soon.

The little guy brushed back his hair with his hand before rubbing his temples with his thumb and middle and ring fingers. BEGONE YON AILMENT! BEGONE LEST WAR BE DECLARED!

He turned to look at Scorpio. So they had another roommate, eh? That was cool. The Irish gu-

WHOAWAITNOWHATTHEACTUALFUCKINGFUCKISTHISMO-

LION

LIONLIONLIONLIONLIONLIONLIONLIONLION

Is it move or don’t move?! MOVE OR DON’T MOVE?!

Graham froze, fear strangling him until he was sure he was only moments from the sweet, cold embrace of freeing death. Would he die from asphyxiation, lion mauling, or whatever surely fatal disease he might be suffering from? Ladies and gentlemen, guys and gals of all ages, step right up and place yer bets.

Wait. Scorpio. Scorpio was around, yeah? He had to be. Graham had specifically heard him. Maybe he could subdue the beast?

Too late.

He was gone.

Death unto Graham. Rest in pieces.



Or...not. Why wasn’t he dead? What, was he not GOOD enough to be devoured by a lion? Well fuck you too, pussycat. Graham could be a meal, too. Maybe not a big one, but even wild predators enjoy a good snack or appetizer every now and then, right?

The beast didn’t seem to be interested in turning him into Grahampatties. It didn’t seem to be that hostile eith-

Wait...Maybe he was horribly wrong, but lions didn’t normally have markings like that, right? Graham should know, too. He had watched the Lion King more times than he would like to admit as a child...and, uh, last week. Would Disney lie to him?

Don’t answer that.

Graham slowly drew in some breath. He needed it. Maybe he was mere moments from death anyway. Maybe he was just hallucinating. Either way, he wasn’t going to just sit back and accept it.

He would cry like a baby first. Well, that was the plan. He couldn’t actually bring tears forth. His defence mechanism had failed him.

“N-nice lion, good l-lion. Down boy. You don’t wanna eat me, I’m little. You devour me and you’re just going to be hungry again in an hour. And I’ve heard Grahams are terrible for your digestive system.”

Shit. Idiot.

“I think I passed some nice juicy antelope on the way over here. Big ol’ suckers. And slow. You could eat like, so many of them. I’ll make a deal: you don’t eat me, and I lead you to the all-you-can eat buffet?”

He was speaking rapidly but softly. His voice hurt like a motherfu-

“Easy boy. How about I give you something as a sign of good faith? Hey uh, Scorpio?”

He called out slightly louder, careful to not spook the kewl kat.

“Where’s that uh...new roommate? Please tell me he’s fat…”

Alright, so it’s not exactly the most heroic thing to do, but hey, survival of the fittest, right?



Don’t judge, man.
Sorry, I'll try to get a post up soonish.


Wha...

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Rune, you're super busy!!! I'm sure no one blames you :)


LISTEN TO THE BUNNY, MAN! You do whatcha need to do. People get busy. Then you die. The end.
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