Posts by Sollux Captor {Da Bomb}

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Hey! Can you do Caspar please? A small snow leopard with grey eyes? You can decide the rest. Because I'm indecisive as hell.Your art is just f-cking amazing.

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[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Caspar chuckled. "Well, welcome, Fazbears. A funny name, it is. Sounds a lot like spaz bear. Are you? A spaz bear? I'm sure you are. There are tons of spaz bears in the world. Not sure why. Some are just hella dumb. I, on the other hand, am not." Caspar flicked his tail. "Don't be a spaz."

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Caspar scoffed. "Whatever. Losers. Or should I say spazzes?" He chuckled and shook his head. "No. I won't be intimidated by bears. I've got a bear body myself. The only use it provides me is that I can see out of it," Caspar said, flicking an ear. "If anyone should be scared, it's you."

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Nah, my brain is dead from the F-CKING ALGEBRA HOMEWORK I HAD TO DO! I CANT THINK! SEE WHAT YOU DID, X?!

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[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Caspar quickly switched to his bear body and scanned to the newcomers, a scowl on his face. "Wow. You guys are so ugly!" He exclaimed, laughing a bit. "I just can't even. I just can't." He suddenly burst into laughter.
/screams oh my god I just played five nights at freddys

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Yay! c:

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]"Well this f-cking sucks," Caspar said upon seeing a dead Gilbert. "What a shame. Tsk tsk. It sucks, you know? I mean it really sucks. Like a lot. Not being sarcastic. This sucks." And that's pretty much all the sympathy you'll get out of Caspar. He's not much of a sympathetic kind of guy. You would expect that, considering the fact that's he's a total d-ck.

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]"Y'all better stop crying or else I'll start," Caspar mumbled, feeling his throat close up. He hadn't Gilbert all too well. He wasn't a close friend or anything. He didn't have any close friends, for that matter. He hadn't experienced death. Where he came from, it was kill or be killed. "Umm," he said softly. "W-well this has turned out to be a very sucky day." He dipped his head.

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Caspar can mentor!

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Thanks! I love it!

Track.

Track.

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Thread with Caspar?

[align=center][sub][justify][color=black]Kay, one sec c:

Maximus trudged through the halls, weighed down by his many golden bracelets and watches. Yes, he needed them. He loved his gold. His gold was his best friend. All his money was his best friend. He flashed a smug smile and pulled out his golden iPod and put his earphones in, putting on the most expensive music he could find. "Move it!" He shouted, suddenly tripping on someone's foot. "Aye yi yi," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Hi!" Holden shouted, looking around at everyone. "I'm Holden! Hi! Hi!" He kept shouted, holding out his hand. "Come one, Shake it," he said to a person. The person looked scared and walked away. "Oh well."

"This is an odd plant," he said to himself, sniffing something that smelled like socks soaked in bleach. "Oh well." He shrugged and moved on. At the moment, his roleplayer was slamming his head on the table, a common symptom of a disease called no muse-itis. His roleplayer seemed to catch it often. Anyway, Caspar was now seated on a rock, all while trying out his new bear body. "I'm so ugly," he said, staring at his huge paws. "Why is this body attached to one of the sexiest things of all?! Sometimes I really don't get this world."

here it is!

/awkwardly scoots over
Hiiiiiiiiiiiii

Holden smiled as he entered the auditorium, waving at fellow students. "Hey! What's up?" He found a stray seat and plopped down in it.

Maximus grunted as one of his watches fell to the ground, and he quickly picked it up. "My precious!" He hissed, putting the it back on and finding a seat next to someone. "Ya gotta dollar that you could lend me?" He asked, looking at the other person.

"Kim? Really?" Caspar said, padding forward. "That's like the worst possible name ever. Why not something cool like Zortax? Zortax is cool. I should name myself Zortax." Caspar stared blindly into the distance, while his roleplayer screamed like hell.