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  1. #151
    Let Them Sing

    EXP: 155,108, Level: 17
    Level completed: 18%, EXP required for next Level: 14,892
    Level completed: 18%,
    EXP required for next Level: 14,892


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    Shinsou Vaan Osiris
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against

  2. #152
    upon the cheek of night

    EXP: 224,444, Level: 20
    Level completed: 0%, EXP required for next Level: 0
    Level completed: 0%,
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    Breaker's Avatar

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    Joshua Breaker Cronen
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    30
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    Demigod
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    Corone
    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.
    "The breeze did not stir. The stars did not twinkle. The trees did not sway and the brook did not babble.
    For the world did not turn when Am'aleh wept, and a tear had tumbled down her cheek."


  3. #153
    Let Them Sing

    EXP: 155,108, Level: 17
    Level completed: 18%, EXP required for next Level: 14,892
    Level completed: 18%,
    EXP required for next Level: 14,892


    Shinsou Vaan Osiris's Avatar

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    Shinsou Vaan Osiris
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear

  4. #154
    upon the cheek of night

    EXP: 224,444, Level: 20
    Level completed: 0%, EXP required for next Level: 0
    Level completed: 0%,
    EXP required for next Level: 0


    Breaker's Avatar

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    Name
    Joshua Breaker Cronen
    Age
    30
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    Demigod
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    Male
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    Corone
    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs
    "The breeze did not stir. The stars did not twinkle. The trees did not sway and the brook did not babble.
    For the world did not turn when Am'aleh wept, and a tear had tumbled down her cheek."


  5. #155
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    Garron Ivari Cadeyrn
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze
    "My life is simple, my food is plain, and my quarters are uncluttered. In all things, I have sought clarity. I face the troubles and problems of life and death willingly. Virtue, integrity and courage are my priorities. I can be approached, but never pushed; befriended but never coerced; killed but never shamed."

  6. #156
    Senior Member

    EXP: 8,121, Level: 3
    Level completed: 79%, EXP required for next Level: 879
    Level completed: 79%,
    EXP required for next Level: 879


    Yvonne's Avatar

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    Yvonne Mythrilmantle
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    21
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    Alerar

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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze protectionism
    So I’m cutting that branch off the cherry tree.
    Singing this will be my victory.
    Then I, I see them coming after me.
    And they’re following me across the sea.
    And now they’re stinging my friends and my family.
    And I, I don’t know why this is happening.
    ~ Thrice, Black Honey.

  7. #157
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    Garron's Avatar

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    Garron Ivari Cadeyrn
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze protectionism frogs
    "My life is simple, my food is plain, and my quarters are uncluttered. In all things, I have sought clarity. I face the troubles and problems of life and death willingly. Virtue, integrity and courage are my priorities. I can be approached, but never pushed; befriended but never coerced; killed but never shamed."

  8. #158
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    Garron's Avatar

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    Garron Ivari Cadeyrn
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze protectionism frogs that
    "My life is simple, my food is plain, and my quarters are uncluttered. In all things, I have sought clarity. I face the troubles and problems of life and death willingly. Virtue, integrity and courage are my priorities. I can be approached, but never pushed; befriended but never coerced; killed but never shamed."

  9. #159
    Let Them Sing

    EXP: 155,108, Level: 17
    Level completed: 18%, EXP required for next Level: 14,892
    Level completed: 18%,
    EXP required for next Level: 14,892


    Shinsou Vaan Osiris's Avatar

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    Name
    Shinsou Vaan Osiris
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    34
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze protectionism frogs that debate

  10. #160
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    Garron's Avatar

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    350

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    Garron Ivari Cadeyrn
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    Human
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    Beyond the darkness lies a kingdom shrouded in greenish light. This is Sparta Majoris, sparkliest nation of Madness. Here waits Kloraag; the keeper doombringer. He ejaculated many bees which founded bee-rocracy.

    Evil strongly enjoyed dancing through minds that hosted the fearful dreams, nightmares, frat demons... and babycatpictures.

    Here Adventurers sauntered listlessly with funny water that made purple elephants rejoice. Engorging yellow stuff leaked out creamy goodness, delicious. It tasted citrusy. Although frankly it made limes sour.

    Nobody sucked Kloraag's cactus. For lipsticks smeared messily on carpet that expired before babies were devoured by gluten activists. Kloraag always wanted vigorous exercise while AC/DC played Thunderstruck loudly. He gargled much mead with Nefertiti and Khan, thirsting always for sinful steak.

    Sweet blueberries sang metal melons, garishly boasted petunias ballads.

    Malcolm Kumquat likes to flick flies, surprise, sunrise cries "LIES!" against the moist fray.

    Until recently...

    Malcolm's hope lay sprung from Jedi irrigation slime revolting against Klingons.

    Nuclear tarifs ooze protectionism frogs that debate about
    "My life is simple, my food is plain, and my quarters are uncluttered. In all things, I have sought clarity. I face the troubles and problems of life and death willingly. Virtue, integrity and courage are my priorities. I can be approached, but never pushed; befriended but never coerced; killed but never shamed."

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