*comes back from kitchen, takes a sip of something in a mug, stops mid-sip after seeing the kissing/hug-fest*
o.o
*goes back into kitchen*
Wraithblade6 Member
Interrogator Chaplain
STATUS: I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives. 6 yrs ago
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I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....
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"Right." *goes off to kitchen*
"I'm glad you're alright Alex."
Damien glared behind him at Amagitor. "You gonna do something back there, pal?"
Damien glared behind him at Amagitor. "You gonna do something back there, pal?"
*can't see, trips and falls on Angel, pinning her down again*
*has been blinded by Bob in the strobe lights* "Gyah!!*
Unfortunately, i have to agree. Very sad. I was just getting into it.
woah.
The lost soul looks down at himself, and suddenly begins to manifest a solid form. He's male, tall, with long black hair and golden eyes. He's wearing a wide brimmed hat, a long un-lined coat, gloves, boots, and two swords, one on either side of his hips. He takes off his hat and bows gracefully to them both. "Mithias Varomere." He stands and accepts his beer mug, which suddenly becomes a fire mug. "I haven't decided anything yet, Bob." The faint sounds of screaming were mildly unsettling. He hold the brilliant liquid at a distance from himself. "Erm, must this concoction be on fire at the present moment?"
"Oh... well ok then." *puts arms behind head, looks over at Creed who is holding someone down* "Rough night?"
*wakes up, yawns* "Oh sorry. I fell asleep. I'm back now. Why is there so much dancing?"
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