Assuming Rand's been healed,
What, i'm one year old and my leg muscles are very underdeveloped, I can barely walk a few feet. I absolutely HAVE to fly!
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Assuming Rand's been healed,
What, i'm one year old and my leg muscles are very underdeveloped, I can barely walk a few feet. I absolutely HAVE to fly!
*wades into the fray*
*throws spaghetti everywhere*
*hides*
*spikes Beholder's beer with tobasco sauce*
*Three men in black suits arrive*
"We" "are" "here" "for" "the" "archetype."
*One picks up BabyDMMk3*
"Did" "you" "behave" "yourself" "for" "the" "chliche" "eye" "tyrrant?"
Rand summons a magical cast around his ankle
Hmm, it would seem that the authority figures are no longer present. It would also seem I need to learn what to say in my head, and out loud.
I don't drink beer, sorry.
DMMK3, if you google search 'Beholder with a Monacle', I'm actually the first hit.
And yeah... I'm cliche. So?...
*spikes soda with tobasco sauce then*
How does a toddler spike soda with tobasco sauce? :smalltongue::smallconfused:
its when you look away :smalltongue:
Bleh.
Ack! Since when is soda spicy?... :smallyuk:
Big digestive system. Comparatively small amount of tobasco sauce. :smalltongue:
*smiles as you rush to the bathroom* :smallamused:
*EvilDMMk3 goes home with the men from the Industry.*
(Anything that isn't in * or in color isn't rp when I type it, it was just me pointing out that if I hadn't done it, it would have healed badly. Sorry if I confused you. I meant to put it in parentheses :smallfrown:)
*Waves goodbye to EvilDMMk3*
See you soon!
Bites Beholder for taking away the bazooka.
GiBBET BACK GIBBET BACK!!!
You're better off without it. You'll understand.
*uses An Enemy spy's distraction to slip out of the house unnoticed*
Ack! No, no bazooka! Ack, get off me, dangit! :smallmad:
*runs across the street to the park*
Shame on you for letting a little girl cross the street alone and without paying attention. :smallannoyed:
*wonders why a car skidded into a lampost*
*shrugs*
*continues heading to the park*
*snaps Bazooka in spite*
Harumph. I-
...
Wolfbane, you look like you're waiting for something.
Trust me, he has his reasons. :smallamused:
You'll see in a sec...
*sounds of car crashing*
Ah, there we go. :smallamused:
*leaps through window and starts to track DS7*
*Turns into a horrific avatar of death and bites Beholder in the eye*