*Psyduck's Cloud Nine ability stops explosions from doing harm*
aslo, how do you get your sig to change every time I swap pages >.>
Unlucky0013 Member
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I'm not back or anything..... >.> Baka
8 yrs ago
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I'm not back or anything..... >.> Baka
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10 yrs ago
Apologies, I know I haven't been the best partner in recent months; but I just found too much trouble to continue with personal road blocks. Sadly this marks my farewell: I bid adieu, GG ^-^ <3
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Good to have fun with my fellow Rpers. I wish best of luck and most of fun. Mayhaps I'll see yall again some day, but for now I take my leave. Thanks for all the fish.
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Aiko was starting to want another cookie. Becoming a character in a book took more than she thought, and frankly, she could tell the unease coming from Delilah. When she was done being transformed, she thanked Delilah for the experience and for the taste of the bitter coffee. Aiko excused herself and left the booth, weaving in and out of the crowded cafe making her way to the bar area to order another chocolate chip cookie. She never expected a shop to make such wonderful cookies. As she neared close, her excitement over took her as she began to pick up her pace. Unfortunately, this caused her to trip over her own feet in the crowd, causing her to land face first into Kate.
"Oh! Excuse me miss, I'm sorry." Aiko said as she picked herself up "I didn't mean to run into you." Aiko was a little embarrassed and she was sure this was probably very evident.
(Sorry Kitty, if you want to ignore you can. I'll change if so.)
"Oh! Excuse me miss, I'm sorry." Aiko said as she picked herself up "I didn't mean to run into you." Aiko was a little embarrassed and she was sure this was probably very evident.
(Sorry Kitty, if you want to ignore you can. I'll change if so.)
"Tch, Hitashi Smith." He replied, sounding as hysterical as one could get. This day has took more of a toll on him than he was ready for, but he was feeling better now that the fight was over. Hitashi sorta blew off the latter question with a shrug and a sigh. There was too many other attention grabbers than to answer a single unimportant question. First being the black-haired fiend that showed up unannounced. Who was he, other than a guy now known as Kurohana Ibuki? This guy just randomly shows up to fight for a guy that is outnumbered; then more so, finishes the battle in far better shape than he'd think possible given the circumstances. Hitashi had half a mind to fight him right now to see what this stranger was really made of. This really was more than just half a mind to do so, but he knew that in his current state he would fall flat from the first punch out of sheer exhaustion.
The next, and probably most puzzling, thing grabbing Hitashi's attention was the addition of a girl to the fight. She was more of a mystery from lack of knowledge than downright outstanding or noticeable. As far as he knew, girls didn't fight except each other. Of course, it wasn't that he cared about that more so than when did she get here and why was she fighting? This obviously wasn't her fight to begin with, and normal people don't just jump into random fights for the thrill of it. Hitashi didn't know her nor did he really plan to, but he would at least giver her the time of day, so to speak, should it come down with to some sort of interaction with her. The cat wasn't a bad addition of her image either, if he got down to it.
So what brought you to my fight, Mr Ibuki?" Hitashi finally asked after a second or so to calm down. "It's not like you had much reason to help a red-headed american such as myself. And you're a bit too well dressed for this to be a hobby of yours. I mean, a tie isn't much of a casual accessory." He joked, still feeling a bit hysterical. Speaking of attire, this made Hitahi take notice of his own. His pants were dirty and his shoes were scuffed. Various holes and red stains scattered thought his shirt and jacket making them no longer suitable to be worn out in public. He decided to adjust his schedule accordingly, making a special trip to the store either tomorrow or the next day. His pants would have to be sent to the tailors.
The next, and probably most puzzling, thing grabbing Hitashi's attention was the addition of a girl to the fight. She was more of a mystery from lack of knowledge than downright outstanding or noticeable. As far as he knew, girls didn't fight except each other. Of course, it wasn't that he cared about that more so than when did she get here and why was she fighting? This obviously wasn't her fight to begin with, and normal people don't just jump into random fights for the thrill of it. Hitashi didn't know her nor did he really plan to, but he would at least giver her the time of day, so to speak, should it come down with to some sort of interaction with her. The cat wasn't a bad addition of her image either, if he got down to it.
So what brought you to my fight, Mr Ibuki?" Hitashi finally asked after a second or so to calm down. "It's not like you had much reason to help a red-headed american such as myself. And you're a bit too well dressed for this to be a hobby of yours. I mean, a tie isn't much of a casual accessory." He joked, still feeling a bit hysterical. Speaking of attire, this made Hitahi take notice of his own. His pants were dirty and his shoes were scuffed. Various holes and red stains scattered thought his shirt and jacket making them no longer suitable to be worn out in public. He decided to adjust his schedule accordingly, making a special trip to the store either tomorrow or the next day. His pants would have to be sent to the tailors.
Aww....... have fun though.
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>.>?
Ouch
O: BUBBLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*pops all the bubbles except one.*
that one is Fred.
*pops all the bubbles except one.*
that one is Fred.
i accept your hug :3
*huggles chukklehed*
*huggles chukklehed*
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