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4 yrs ago
Current deconstructions are fake lol
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5 yrs ago
"return of the mack, you know that i'll be back." in his bed, joe biden lurches awake, wild-eyed. many a year he has watched, waited for the mack's return. hes as ready as he will ever be. he t-poses
5 yrs ago
Today Show 9-11-01 ~ Live on NBC as Tragedy Occurred [s l o w e d + r e v e r b]
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5 yrs ago
40 hours into the mass effect remaster. gameplay is good but not sold on the plot changes. wish garrus would stop saying "reaper? i hardly know her!" laugh track on the normandy is a weird choice too
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5 yrs ago
fine, since you asked so nicely officer, i will confess my crimes. since i was seven years old i have refused to match any socks in my sock drawer. i practice sock hookup culture. i am a slut
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Well I saw the new Batman v Superman movie today, despite knowing I probably wouldn't like it. The best way I can explain it is that it's a mash-up of Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Rises, (which everyone could probably tell from the trailers) Superman: Doomsday! (again, probably pretty clear from the trailer), and surprisingly Frank Miller's All Star Batman & Robin (All it was missing was Robin, Wonder Woman calling men "sperm banks," and Batman calling people retards).


I went in fully intending to hate it and make fun of it, but it was so fucking lame that I literally didn't even have the energy to roast it afterwards. Just a complete waste of two and a half hours.
I want to draw a comic, but I don't know what to draw. some help would be nice :D

1. Ben and Sangue try to make snowmen.

2. Priscilla has a dream about a madly sexy Robert.

3. Lucas fights an alarm clock.


I would perform a hit for the first one.


"Yeah."

She had learned the Seven Styles of Bantz from under the floral-patterned wing of Nakamichi-kun. It was not as though she could not have scratched Daisuke's itch for someone to talk to, bounce his hot-blooded zeal off of. But sometimes it was best to just reflect on your day in silence, you know? Banter and cursing was nice, but if you did it all the time, things stopped being funny. You learned not to laugh at most of it, which was sad.

Kimiko still liked to laugh.

Anyway, that probably wasn't what Daisuke-kun would take out of her silence. He'd probably just think she was daydreaming about baseball or detective work or a kaiju made of Bubbalicious. There wasn't a deeper meaning behind Saitou Kimiko's silence very often, and she wasn't easy to read when there was one.

She decided to try communicating her intent to her bike-wielding classmate more directly.

"I don't know if I've ever seen your bike."

This was a start.

"Do you park it at McDonald's often?"
>ten minutes into goodwitch's class and chill and he gives you that darcy look


Lauren was quiet a second before she pulled off her jacket. It was short-sleeved and infamously cut off at the midriff, so it wouldn't do much except as a blanket - but a warm, leather blanket over somebody who was still shivering their ass off could do a lot of good. Lauren draped it over the patient she had adopted as her own, with as much regard for her modesty as ever, and then plopped down beside Sangue. She draped one bare, toned arm over her teammate's shoulders and sighed.

"Nah. I think it's a patience game at this point," she said. "They're not gonna warm up any on our timetable, and we're here until Cap and Desire come back with the other survivors anyway."

She considered throwing on a hospital gown, but she'd rather walk around in a sports bra than look a fucking lunch lady. It was Sangue's modesty that would have concerned her more, had Cap's eyes been around to w a n d e r.

"...We could always just talk." Lauren shrugged and poured each survivor another cup of warm water, pushing them closer to their hands. "I feel like you're the person I know the least on the team, and we have a couple minutes."
Angel Ferrara: Real Butt of Blind Jokes


Angel watched Kaia and Cyare's introduction casually, with no small amount of relief that it seemed like the two would get along. Nonetheless, his lower lip slowly drew into a soft pout as Kaia introduced herself. Gesturing at him was the last straw. The pretty boy crossed his arms over his chest and hmmphed quietly at his friend, shaking blonde hair out of one eye in order to stare at her, sulking.

"Don't get lost that easily. Told you where I was going..." he muttered.

Angel flicked her bicep once for good measure.

Yeah take that crap.

And then again.
"Y'know they're the same fries, right, Kimiko-chan?" Daisuke asked rhetorically, even though he knew with Saitou Kimiko no question was ever really rhetorical. At least no rhetorical one would be. She'd answer in her unique, left-field way and more often than not catch everybody who wasn't used to her off guard. It was her way. A way that had taken months upon months of knowing her, either at work or school, to get used to. But her way nonetheless. The teen adjusted the strap of his bag, glancing back at the doorway where he'd been heading just a minute before.

"I'm planning on heading home. Gotta grab something to eat, I skipped lunch. Want to walk with me? I can supervise my coworkers, make sure they get your fries right." A pause. "You never skip fries, it's weird that you'd think about it."


"That's a good point..."

Rarely did Kimiko ever skip out on her two pilgrimages to the cozy little temple in Daisuke's neighborhood - that most prolific of outposts, the tiny little thread in the larger, greasy tapestry that was the world's largest hamburger chain. Lit up like a beacon into the 1 to 2 am hours every night, it drew Kimiko in like the young budding detective was a whaling boat, exhausted after her long tour at school. She loved sitting down with her gargantuan tray of fries before she went home, and she loved the two sodas she would slurp down after she got thirsty and went back in time to spend the midnight hour.

But it was certainly true - though the fryer and the fountain remained the same no matter who was on shift, and the price never changed, Miyamoto-kun was still the most talented server on staff when it came to handling her regimen.

The others would roll their eyes at Kimiko.

"I'm pretty hungry. Okay. We'll go."

They went.
swear to god if i had a coronary she could shock my heart back to normal
Angel Ferrara


"Iiiiii..."
He began to straighten his posture out a little more confidently, regaining some natural comfort at the thought of being around Kaia soon. The two mages doubled back to Angel's room in little time at all. Cyare's hunch had turned out to be correct - she had stopped to talk to a somewhat austere looking mage, and they were passing a note that looked suspiciously like Angel's back and forth between them.

H-Heh. Oops.

"Kaia!" Angel called softly, raising a hand up to wave and grinning. "Coming up on your right. Brought a friend." He didn't stop to consider Cyare's reaction to the term, but instead closed the distance with her to reach Kaia Iona and her designated set of eyes. Ferrara reached out and ruffled the bedraggled hair of his blind teammate affectionately.

"Sorry about the note. I tried telling you to stay in bed." He looked up to the mage who must have been reading for her and smiled sheepishly. "Thanks for, um. Taking care of my friend. I'm Angel."

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