@KatherinWinter Well not necessarily a taste in the genre, since most book lovers would read anything but okies. XD
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STATUS: It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!" 4 mos ago
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It's Good Friday everyone, or as the Romans on Golgotha say, "It's hammer time!"
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I just love having a job where the general population treats me like a used napkin.
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"Hey. You. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right?"
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As a holy paladin, I can't say for certain PrinceAlexus is going to be smighted, but don't be surprised if you find him with a mace in his face.
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@KatherinWinter It was on my mind at the time so I went with it XD. I can change it if you need me to
Sorry I didn't post an OC last night. Dx. I can't really think of any good ones at the moment.
This isn't what I meant when I said I wanted a tight pussy. <.<
@Kurai Assassin grammar Nazi You have my interest ;3
@Kurai Assassin XD Camille’s the one with the short temper actually. and you know Katya wants sum o dat sexy redhead
@Wraithblade6 Eh... I suppose I could bring my two favorite ladies back for a bit of fun. ^___^ Just wondering though, will there be a new location or are we still in Kilo Point?
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A few more songs had passed before her music player switched over to some Avenged Sevenfold, Evelyn already bored out of her mind and slumping back in her chair. She just wanted to get this crap over with so she could go to her dorm and sleep for most of the day. After all, being taught how to siphon the souls of the damned took alot out of her from the few days leading up to this. Her father thinks she's going to come back a full fledged demoness and take his throne atop Bald Mountain. As if.
She took out her earbuds, her music still on full blast, just in time to catch a cellphone chiming. Turned out it belonged to the brunette beside her, not a bad looking girl in Ev's opinion. Observing her from the corner of her eye, Ev noted the library she had packed in the purse of hers. Could you say bibliophile? Most of it just the typical school textbooks, but there were some that caught the dark haired girl's attention, namely a favorite of hers encapsulated in a dark red hardcover with the title in gold gothic lettering, written by a man named Bram Stoker. Well she has some good taste I guess. Ev pondered. She figured by that and the preppy way she dressed she was one of those goody-goody students, the kind that were usually the kids of those fancy ass princes and princesses, so high and mighty up in the clouds. Evelyn would probably become a demon lord herself just to knock them down a peg or two. "Hey bookworm." Ev quipped to the side, trying to garner her attention. "Hey!"
A few more songs had passed before her music player switched over to some Avenged Sevenfold, Evelyn already bored out of her mind and slumping back in her chair. She just wanted to get this crap over with so she could go to her dorm and sleep for most of the day. After all, being taught how to siphon the souls of the damned took alot out of her from the few days leading up to this. Her father thinks she's going to come back a full fledged demoness and take his throne atop Bald Mountain. As if.
She took out her earbuds, her music still on full blast, just in time to catch a cellphone chiming. Turned out it belonged to the brunette beside her, not a bad looking girl in Ev's opinion. Observing her from the corner of her eye, Ev noted the library she had packed in the purse of hers. Could you say bibliophile? Most of it just the typical school textbooks, but there were some that caught the dark haired girl's attention, namely a favorite of hers encapsulated in a dark red hardcover with the title in gold gothic lettering, written by a man named Bram Stoker. Well she has some good taste I guess. Ev pondered. She figured by that and the preppy way she dressed she was one of those goody-goody students, the kind that were usually the kids of those fancy ass princes and princesses, so high and mighty up in the clouds. Evelyn would probably become a demon lord herself just to knock them down a peg or two. "Hey bookworm." Ev quipped to the side, trying to garner her attention. "Hey!"
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