Hey guys, I dunno if I'm going to be able to keep doing this RPG. I've got some other stuff that I need to do and I need to focus on them. Sorry,...
free wheel chairs are the best kind of wheel chairs.
Both Demetrius and Olaf stared for a moment. Really, what could you say after something like this. Olaf finally broke the silence. "Oh gods,"...
which actually doesn't mean much to Demetrius, but Olaf should have a good reaction.
okay . . . how about this? O_O
i have no reactions. :p
Terrance put a finger to his jaw and scratched it a bit, "so then, where do we start looking?" “Seriously?” said Jules, her condescending tone...
um . . . okay?
dunno. i'm done now. maybe next time i'll try it.
its okay, i'm not really crying. i'm chopping onions! and yes, i gathered that jules was an (expletive).
you know, i actually didn't think of that angle. i must really be a moron. *sheds tear*
oh, you guys were waiting? sorry, i just wasn't sure what i was supposed to do after that. i'll post later.
i want tea cakes . . .
"If you haven't seen the convict then it should be fine," the creature said, "He tends to stick and hide in groups..he's dangerous...gotten into...
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