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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]are other people on your wifi network? it could be because your connection is bad or because the network is crowded.
i am so bad with technology
i, myself, still haven't figured out to take a screenshot on an ipad xD |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]====> [insert happy face here]
Hey, it was probably the most subtle hing you could say without actually hitting on her. Eh, whatever, at least she's -- wait, were you reading that right? Hardcore game? You prepare to pound the keys spastically -- oh wait, you're already doing that.
VA: hardcore game? VA: asdfghjkl VA: y VA: e VA: s
[don't worry, i didn't notice until after i named him xD then i was all like "AVENGERS"] |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]what thing THE WINDY THING /wiggly eyebrows
i'm sorry i had to okay fail cartwheel tavbro beckons
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]"Ooh, that's cool," Roxy giggled, covering her mouth as she tried to blink away her blurred vision which was simulated from the alchoholic toxins invading her body.
Afterwards, she decided not to speak because it would make her sound like she was totally out of it. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]John clasped his hands, still smiling, then answered, "Two tickets for Con Air, la -- uh, Vriska!" He had no idea why he asked for two, because he had a feeling that Karkat wasn't going to show up.
[i feel like i'm making him too derpy xD] |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]"Um, I'm... Roxy!" the blonde teenager replied, quickly finding the shortest way to reply -- which meant using the least amount of words possible, of course. So much to explain. Now to figure out how to say it without sounding loopy. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup][/makes him as derpy as humanly possible]
"Ooh, thank you... Lady Vriska!" John thanked her, swiping the tickets off the counter and running off to the curb of the road to wait for Karkat. Standing was for chumps, so he just flat out sat down in the gutter. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]Roxy carefully held the stair rails, making her way down the steps to Home Ec. class. What was that? Cooking, or something? Roxy was sure that Jane girl would enjoy it, whatever it was.
The tipsy teenager opened the door to the classroom, a bit more stable than in the morning. She managed to make her way to the back of the class, then plopped down in a seat. Hey, less people would notice her that way, right? |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]i can't help shipping noir and cardio to battle scars ANYWAYS noir + glowingkit thread? 8D |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]you know what i should poke lapin with a stick pester her about cardio being reincarnated 8D
i shall make the thread! *BUMBADADUMDUMDA* /flies into the sun |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]Glowingkit wasn't exactly feeling chipper today. Despite her usual hyper personality, she was feeling down today -- the problem was, she didn't know why. Whatever the reason, she needed to cheer herself up somehow. But how? Pester Noirscape's ass off? Yes, please. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup][call yourself that NIAOW]
Glowingkit strutted over to Noirscape, looking straight into her General's eyes. "Noooooir? Can I bother you? I'm bored," she sighed with an over-exaggerated expression painted on her features. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]"What.
The fuck.
Do you want?" Detentionpaw Sartaq hissed irritably, walking over to Gamzee, who, unknowingly to her, had a big surprise in for the rest of the family. |
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]"What the fucking fuckity fuck is that slut doing over there? Ass," Detentionpaw snorted under her breath. "Oh, cool. I have my own personal ninja."
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]Unfortunately, John was still sitting on the curb with an idiot grin. "What do you mean, Lady? I have two tickets and there's only one person that showed up," he explained, staring down at the two tickets given to him before. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]====> What is this witchcraft at work
You have heard of Sgrub Beta, and you really want to play it. So you haul ass over to the internet [most likely Ebay, because, y'know, the magic of Ebay] and quickly type in the name of the game. Of course.
VA: ooh cool. VA: ahhh i'm going i'm going damnit
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]Roxy simply waved with another fucked up smile accompaning her return to Jane's greeting. Still drunk, but doing better. She felt absolutely high right now, although that involved other simulants than alchohol. Drunk and high. Hm. Good combination. |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px dashed white; width: 400px; text-align: justify][sup]it's hard for me to choose between rosemary, cottoncandy, WINDows 8, gamkat, solkat, and arasol.
...i have a lot of otps. |
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