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Apparently my nooby friends got into war. The good part? My old war partner is here. <3
I second the concurring, thus thirding the movement.
I don't speak competition. :(
Oh, and my best friend and I had a competition to see who could lick their bowl of coolwhip the cleanest. He lost.
Lol. So. BEST. NIGHT. EVER. First night of robotics this year contained half a giant bucket of cool whip, homemade cookies, a whole lot of...
I was speaking of our recent infiltration by Kon... But that works too, cheese.
Uhm... I care. You said you'd leave. And, if I recall correctly, you whined your ass off and pretended to be all tough. *Headhunts for Kon with...
*Cough* Most of us, at least. *Cough*
So, nobody HERE freaking out and going "OMGOMGOMG T5 GIVE ME A REFUND!" Refreshing.
x.x Battlegrounds... Right there... At number 9. Which is slightly surprising.
<3 Lol. Checklist for this chapter (contains extremely vague spoilers): -Ridiculously overdramatised aristocrat -Coffee -More brattiness. If you...
Don't spoon your eyes out.
Never in a million years. You do still have that outline, right?
Lé pressure is on, Sir Monarch.
Tempted to wreck a T4 just to see what T5 looks like... MUST RESIST. MUST RESIST. MUST RESIST.
HAHAHA. I take it I "ruin forums" with my criticism. Haha. Haha. Haha. *Twitch*
Oh. So I AM at quest 50.
Happy birthday, Sir Monarch. Bleh. *Makes lots of chocolate cake*
This... I agree with the first bit. I find the plot itself to be confusing- did you outline it first? You seem to be adding a lot of unnecessary...
Disregard this. My eyes weren't working this morning.