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Blasphemous Rabbit
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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@ianzerep Moosey's gonna be out for a bit and won't be on till next week, and I'm waiting for Lammy to reply to Ev! Dx
Roses are gay!
This poem is gayer!
So shut the fuck up!
And listen to SLAYERRRRRR!!!!! \m/>o <\m/
This poem is gayer!
So shut the fuck up!
And listen to SLAYERRRRRR!!!!! \m/>o <\m/
Granted, but at the cost of eternal youth you are forced to endure the pain and suffering of your dearest friends and family withering away into old age and eventually dying. The realization that you will live forever while those you cherish must succumb to the persistence of time slowly drives you insane until you recede into the dark recesses of a cave and become a filthy hermit babbling incoherences and scrawling morbid messages about the frailty of life on the walls in your own blood and feces.
...oh and you don't get to draw social security either.
I wish I could be the most boring and uninteresting person in the world. Ya know, just to see what it feels like.
...oh and you don't get to draw social security either.
I wish I could be the most boring and uninteresting person in the world. Ya know, just to see what it feels like.
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Prison Sex (Tool)
Facefisted (Dethklok)
I wanna meet Dave Grohl (Wavves) Who the fuck wouldn't?! :D
Facefisted (Dethklok)
I wanna meet Dave Grohl (Wavves) Who the fuck wouldn't?! :D
@KindledBeast
youtube.com/watch?v=GuUVONbrl_w
"Can't keep your eyes off me, Ev?"
Huh? Oh shit!
Immediately Ev peeled her eyes away and just focused ahead, a slight tinge of rose to her cheeks feeling warm. She huffed, her words stammered a little, "D-don't get the wrong impression, wolf boy! I'm batting for the other team!" If he knew what she meant, again a nervous blush forcing her to yank the hood of her jacket over her face. Besides, it was a bit chilly...well...just to her it was. Then, a sigh as the sudden tension eased in her, "I mean...I dunno. I look at you and I think...there's something similar about us, ya know. Like...we're both trying to run away from bad shit in our pasts, but even if we do...it follows us, like a mangy black dog down an alleyway. And the more we try to get away...the more it chases us till it bites us in the leg, inflicting us with whatever filth and disease it carries." She had to stop for a moment, thinking how cheesy that was, chuckling softly. "Damn. Listen to me being all philosophical and shit."
Her attention, once more it turned to the other students, a thought she uttered aside, "Wonder how many of them belong to villains..."
youtube.com/watch?v=GuUVONbrl_w
"Can't keep your eyes off me, Ev?"
Huh? Oh shit!
Immediately Ev peeled her eyes away and just focused ahead, a slight tinge of rose to her cheeks feeling warm. She huffed, her words stammered a little, "D-don't get the wrong impression, wolf boy! I'm batting for the other team!" If he knew what she meant, again a nervous blush forcing her to yank the hood of her jacket over her face. Besides, it was a bit chilly...well...just to her it was. Then, a sigh as the sudden tension eased in her, "I mean...I dunno. I look at you and I think...there's something similar about us, ya know. Like...we're both trying to run away from bad shit in our pasts, but even if we do...it follows us, like a mangy black dog down an alleyway. And the more we try to get away...the more it chases us till it bites us in the leg, inflicting us with whatever filth and disease it carries." She had to stop for a moment, thinking how cheesy that was, chuckling softly. "Damn. Listen to me being all philosophical and shit."
Her attention, once more it turned to the other students, a thought she uttered aside, "Wonder how many of them belong to villains..."
@MiaRineLiAce@dragonslayer1@olcharlieboi@KatherinWinter
She turned to the two raising an eyebrow, a peculiar young lad in a bizarre theatre mask and a petite young lass in a dingy sweater with hay colored hair. A soft smile had christened her lips beneath the veil of her macabre bandana as she greeted them in a whisper, "Hmm, you must be new as well. Welcome to Fairy Tail, one of the most prominent mage guilds in the country. I am Jocelyn. Tis a pleasure to meet all of you." A curtsy of her billowing black gown exhibiting her more elegant and refined nature, she bid them welcome.
The newcomers were few and sparse in between, but that was only during the years where the Guild was more or less an obscurity. Now that it has been gaining popularity, more and more young witches, wizards, and warlocks have flocked to its doorstep, searching for many things, many motives they had, either seeking riches, fame, adventure, or...just a safe haven from a world having gone terribly wrong.
She had a hunch her first mission she would embark upon for the day would be relatively simple, but seeing as there were new inductees to the Guild, why not take them out and see if they could...earn their stripes, so to speak. But before the notion could pass her lips, Charles, the spry fellow, had already beaten her to the punch. "Ah Charles. Good day to you. I was just about to ask the same of these new ones, but as always an opportunity missed when you're around." Under her bandana she smirked teasingly. "I suppose if Mia will accompany you on your endeavor, then I will take these two with me to settle that ghostly matter. Besides..." She paused turning to the two of them, a glint in her eye. "No harm in having another necromancer accompany me to a place where the dead stir restless. The shadow wielder's skill will be greatly appreciated too."
Another unmistakable aura, this one emanating rather radiant from the masked boy, the accompanying scent of graveyard soil and bone meal looming upon him. He was a fellow practitioner of the dead arts, no doubt.
She turned to the two raising an eyebrow, a peculiar young lad in a bizarre theatre mask and a petite young lass in a dingy sweater with hay colored hair. A soft smile had christened her lips beneath the veil of her macabre bandana as she greeted them in a whisper, "Hmm, you must be new as well. Welcome to Fairy Tail, one of the most prominent mage guilds in the country. I am Jocelyn. Tis a pleasure to meet all of you." A curtsy of her billowing black gown exhibiting her more elegant and refined nature, she bid them welcome.
The newcomers were few and sparse in between, but that was only during the years where the Guild was more or less an obscurity. Now that it has been gaining popularity, more and more young witches, wizards, and warlocks have flocked to its doorstep, searching for many things, many motives they had, either seeking riches, fame, adventure, or...just a safe haven from a world having gone terribly wrong.
She had a hunch her first mission she would embark upon for the day would be relatively simple, but seeing as there were new inductees to the Guild, why not take them out and see if they could...earn their stripes, so to speak. But before the notion could pass her lips, Charles, the spry fellow, had already beaten her to the punch. "Ah Charles. Good day to you. I was just about to ask the same of these new ones, but as always an opportunity missed when you're around." Under her bandana she smirked teasingly. "I suppose if Mia will accompany you on your endeavor, then I will take these two with me to settle that ghostly matter. Besides..." She paused turning to the two of them, a glint in her eye. "No harm in having another necromancer accompany me to a place where the dead stir restless. The shadow wielder's skill will be greatly appreciated too."
Another unmistakable aura, this one emanating rather radiant from the masked boy, the accompanying scent of graveyard soil and bone meal looming upon him. He was a fellow practitioner of the dead arts, no doubt.
@KindledBeast Gah! Dx Sorry! Been hella busy! I'll get a post in pFQ!
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