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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:01:50 GMT -5
YAY PRETTY HAIR "Hey!" Claire glared at the ghost. Annabeth laughed at the poor ginger. It's always 'hide the women and children', except in this case, some of the women are pretty badass fighters C:
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 16:06:03 GMT -5
I KNOW. So I dunno how long I'll be gone. "Yeah! So how do you feel? An evil Timelordwhich you may or may not be managed to get laid before you. Sad. And he is the same age as the Doctor."
Truetruetrue. Beam some person.
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:08:42 GMT -5
Have fun~! "How old's he?" Claire was so killing Kim when she came back~.
BYEBYE CZES~.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 16:13:04 GMT -5
I hope. I'm really quiet when I don't know anyone. "Meh. Over 1000? 900 something? And probably still got laid before you. But it's okay. At least we know that Chane won't shot you and kill you and have your enemy burn your body."
HELLYEAH. Beam again.
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:22:13 GMT -5
D8 Try to have fun~! "Took him longer, though," Claire snorted. "...pleasant thought, that."
BYEBYE SELIM~. Czes was reforming.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 16:30:22 GMT -5
I will try. +_+ "Meh. Who knows~ and then you know that some cult won't try to revive you, have Chane screw it up, and then make everyone the 'Claire' Race only to have it all go away with the flick of the wrist from ultimate boss Timelord Jame Bond--I mean Rassilon or whatever thwn having to fight with the enemy who burned ypu in first place and then dying. Yeah." What?
yay~ back to shooting Czes. It reminded them of Jack and he was DNW.
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:34:07 GMT -5
<33 "...damn. On second thought, I'll stay me, thanks." Not that he didn't already think he was god. Now he just needed a harem.
If he's god he'd find a way for me to download the rest of the DRRR anime +_+
Czes did not approve. They reminded him of Claire and he was DNW. Shizuo and Jack made it to the training room?
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 16:37:35 GMT -5
She's late. D: "...when did you not want to be you? And you're not getting a harem." What? D: I'm probably going to buy the anime. Never before seen episode bby.
OhgodClaireasaDalek?! "Ex-ter-min-ate!" Yep~
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:41:10 GMT -5
DD8 "Are you sure about that harem?" SMACK. That was the sound of Annabeth slapping Claire and walking off indignantly. ...want +w+ Meh. I have up to 15, that'll tide anime club over until January.
Paranoiafuel, amirite? Czeslaw was running. Damn his short legs! Cue training room full of bigass guns, bazookas, and oddly enough, a tank.
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 16:44:46 GMT -5
She said 5. D: "Yes. Unless you would like many copies of your significant other. Then you can have a harem." That makes sense. Woo~!
Beam again. "...interesting." LOLBAI
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 16:48:06 GMT -5
Well D8 "Fine by me!" Now, he just needs to find said significant other. Very woo +w+ With any luck, I'll get Soul Eater, FMA:B, or Baccano before then~.
*ded* "Wasn't that fun when Artemis accidentally got electrocuted and decided he'd find his 'royal middle-earthian family' by destroying the mansion," Shizuo said. Yeah - when Arty gets electrocuted, he gets nutty and can't tell ficiton from reality. ILU ORION. BYEBYE~
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 18:21:22 GMT -5
I HAVE A LOT OF CRAP IN MY HAIR. "Awesome, you whore~" Smile. YAY~
Beam! "...what?" Confused Jack was confused.
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 19:20:46 GMT -5
DDD8 Oh dear. "When you're alive, I'm gonna kick you~." Wewt +w+
*ded* *again* "Long story involving split personalities. Moving on."
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Post by The Mad Caker. on Aug 23, 2010 19:47:27 GMT -5
And now my hair is pretty! "...I'm scared now."
D:! "...okay." Testing guns. Bullets...thrown.
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Post by Kalina. on Aug 23, 2010 19:51:48 GMT -5
YAY PRETTY HAIR~ "You should be." Czes was alive again. Flee! Thrown? xD Shizuo had a large bazooka the size of the average ten-year-old slung over his shoulder.
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