•ßę å Šúpęr Hērō øR Vįłłåįñ• (RP)

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    [img width=210 height=510]http://25.media.tumblr.com/7b8…5wxq845S1r0tytoo1_500.jpg[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; height: 510px; width: 230px][size=7pt][color=white]if no one wants to rp this anymore, i can join again. i just got lost with all the replies and such >_< but if you don't want that, then it's fine :3
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    [size=6pt][color=black]Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
    No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
    And I want to become a holy ghost
    Whom the people would like the most.
    Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
    To my own permanent and eternal home
    You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.
    In my real home I see the news
    Coming from the lipstick coated lips
    In the television of my molten death
    People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
    The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
    This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.
    The only son of my father
    The only darling of my mother
    Fainted repeatedly on the cushion
    Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,
    Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,
    All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''
    For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen
    From those men that I was really a very very good man.
    In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad
    My heart cheers and I become too much glad.


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    [img width=210 height=510]http://25.media.tumblr.com/7b8…5wxq845S1r0tytoo1_500.jpg[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; height: 510px; width: 230px][size=7pt][color=white]sure. should it just between us two? i'm starting to really despise group threads. i always get left behind and stuff. >_<
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    [size=6pt][color=black]Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
    No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
    And I want to become a holy ghost
    Whom the people would like the most.
    Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
    To my own permanent and eternal home
    You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.
    In my real home I see the news
    Coming from the lipstick coated lips
    In the television of my molten death
    People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
    The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
    This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.
    The only son of my father
    The only darling of my mother
    Fainted repeatedly on the cushion
    Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,
    Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,
    All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''
    For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen
    From those men that I was really a very very good man.
    In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad
    My heart cheers and I become too much glad.


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    Alright. I can make the villains. I'm better at playing villains than heroes.

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    [img width=210 height=510]http://25.media.tumblr.com/7b8…5wxq845S1r0tytoo1_500.jpg[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px; height: 510px; width: 230px][size=7pt][color=white]alright! :3 wanna just make them on here? or the other thread?
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    [size=6pt][color=black]Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
    No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
    And I want to become a holy ghost
    Whom the people would like the most.
    Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
    To my own permanent and eternal home
    You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.
    In my real home I see the news
    Coming from the lipstick coated lips
    In the television of my molten death
    People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
    The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
    This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.
    The only son of my father
    The only darling of my mother
    Fainted repeatedly on the cushion
    Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,
    Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,
    All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''
    For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen
    From those men that I was really a very very good man.
    In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad
    My heart cheers and I become too much glad.


    fancy cr. uzhas
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