^ ate my cake
< will digest the next cheesecake he can afford to purchase
v will digest something before going to bed tonight probably
^ ate my cake
< will digest the next cheesecake he can afford to purchase
v will digest something before going to bed tonight probably
*rewording sig, plz be patient*
ADVICE FROM A KIWI:
When the world seems to get you down, try standing on your head, you'll be back up top!
^ Has a kiwi.
< Doesn't like to eat kiwi.
v Will comment on the fact that I don't like kiwi.
Vires et Decus - Strength and Honor
^ Is now reading all posts in Gilbert Godfried's voice.
< Is a Saul Tigh fanboy.
v Cried like a bitch when Dee did what she did.
RPs to Date
Items or EXP listed until profile updates are made.
Stairway to Heaven - Complete.
Into Yesterday - In Progress.
^ ORLY?
< ...orly?
V YARLY!
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven - All's right with the world...
~Pippa Passes; by Robert Browning
^ あんたバカ！
< -calms down-
v gomen, ne? ^^;
^ O genki desu ca?
< Tolerates both Japanese and weeaboos.
v "Hajime mashite, Bakka-san desu".
Vires et Decus - Strength and Honor
^ & ^^... Doushite...
< Is really amazed this game hit 1000+ posts. Hee.
V will not reply in Japanese. PLEASE.
"There is something reassuring about the toilets. Bodily functions at least remain democratic. Everybody shits." - Chapter 39, A Handmaids Tale, Margaret Atwood.
The profile that should be edited at some point.
^Is surprised to see me return.
< Does not know Japanese and so cannot reply in it.
V Wants to know what zany adventures I'm going to cook up next for my characters.
The Continent of Chronus and the city of Kessingale open for RP!
^ Not really, lol
< somehow understood the Japanese, though only taught himself the language which is why it's a surprise
V didn't care about what < just said.
^Is 100% correct!
<Is overloading on Neil Gaiman interviews on youtube!
v Is a homicidal psycho jungle cat!
If I could make it work in life like it works on paper,
If the love that I describe could be anything but words,
Then I would wipe my eyes, I'd dry this ink,
I'd trade my pen in for a pair of wings and I would fly...
If only I could make it work in life.
Subterranean Homesick Blues
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