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Post by Adalee on Oct 29, 2009 15:10:04 GMT -5
Paris: ~downs a bottle of UV Blue raspberry vodka~
*15 minutes later*
Paris: ~throws up and starts screaming hysterically at the sight of his bluepuke~ Holy sh*t! I'm a smurf!
Strider: ~blinks~ Dude...no more UV Blue for you!
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Post by Adalee on Oct 29, 2009 15:12:50 GMT -5
Torin (yelling at his computer): Why the hell do pigs give you truffles on Farmville? I WANT BACON YOU F***ING PIG!!!
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 8:25:12 GMT -5
*Cackles, clutching stomach at the last two posts.* Gods, Adalee, I LOVE those two!
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Gypsy fortune teller: There's something out there that personifies 'Karma' that's gunning for you......
Aeron: *Looks aghast.* Surely. You. Don't. Expect. Me. To. Buy that crap. Right?
*10 minutes later after swapping all sorts of seriousness and coming to an inevitable conclusion, ending in him chucking the remains of his tattered wallet at her.....*
*Tap on shoulder*
Aeron: *Turns around.* Yes? *Stunned near incapable of speech by the woman before him.*
Woman: *Blinks up at him with wicked intent.* You mind if I stroke the entire length of your night-born wings??
Aeron: *Starts to agree.* Um-hmm--- Wait. What happens to be your name?
Woman: Olivia. *Watches as he relaxes a fraction.* Although.... karma is just part of the faction I deal in. As you well know.
Aeron: *Tosses everything he has at her in a bid to keep intact his valuable assets, diving into a near by stream.*
Olivia: *Sighs.* So much for communication!! *High fives her "gypsy" partner in crime.*
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 8:42:13 GMT -5
Strider: Sometimes my designation bothers me. I can construct and build a motorbike from scratch, dispatch of my enemies in fluid succession and protect my brothers and sis. from a loyalty that isn't bred. But the one thing I can't do is picture this supposed love of my life that's destined to be mine any time now. Seriously. Am I that blind?
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 9:12:51 GMT -5
Kane: Do you have any idea what it's like to be me? No? Well, *leans in close* let me tell you..... there's absolutely nothing in the world like good old chaos to get the creative juices flowing. *Hiccup winks.*
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 9:21:05 GMT -5
Amun: I try not to think of who I was before I was bonded to Secrets..... Honestly, it still gives me nightmares to think of me being so down and dirty with a centaur whom I mistook for a girl.
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 11:58:25 GMT -5
Cameo: Do you think this wrapping paper matches my eyes?
Strider: *Snorts.* Are you kidding me?! It matches my baby blues to perfection!
Torin: *Turns label towards Strider, not the least bothered by Cameo's snarl.*
Strider: Re-flec-tive. Oh! I get you now. Although.... in answer to your question the answer would still be no since it'll match every eye colour around!
Sabin (from the doorway): *Agape.* The world is coming to an end. Just when the hell did you all start growing a conscience for the way you look??
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Post by sordidtruth on Oct 30, 2009 12:27:23 GMT -5
Random girl on computer has a saying beneath her avatar: "Are you an assassin, the bulk of opposition or a victim from the world's renowned creatures?" Torin: *Sees it and sends an instant PM.* A mixture of all actually. I'll tell you something for free too: the truth makes me just a lil' bit more mad each time I admit it. Girl:  Literally?Torin: Oh, yes. Definitely. |
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Post by Adalee on Oct 30, 2009 20:13:48 GMT -5
~laughs at Sordid's posts~ See...these are all proof that you're insame. ~snickers~
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Post by Adalee on Oct 30, 2009 20:16:57 GMT -5
Torin (to Paris): You don't know what it's like...to want to touch somebody so badly, knowing that you never can...
Paris: Last night, I was drinking alone...dressed up in a banana costume. Every time you're feeling down...I want you to think of me last night and know that your life is better than mine.
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Post by Adalee on Oct 30, 2009 20:18:35 GMT -5
Anya (to Danika): What. The. Shit. My iTunes is telling me that I listened to Toxic by Britney Spears 118 times last night...seriously? How drunk was I?
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Post by Adalee on Oct 30, 2009 20:19:51 GMT -5
Gideon (to Paris): I hate that we get drunk and call each other crying. It's so not our thing.
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Literally?