Nope actually she lied to... sabbymuffin....she's actually.... a caramel tart
one day i will be on that list... and i will laugh and choke and die
she is a lie... she's not a cupcake at all... she's HUMAN *gasp and faints*
Hi there - im ANF WHERE ALL GOING TO DIE haha jkz - i've had no sugar well pm me if you need help love ya traa
FOOL THERE WILL BE REWARDS FOR BELIEVERS hehe
EWWWWWWWWWWWW
In 2020, The Great King of Terror will descend to Earth, Trailed by his army of undead glowworms. He'll eat the sun for breakfast, bringing forth Armageddon The economy will collapse, nations will go to war and Whoopi Goldberg will be given another sitcom. It will be the end of the world as we know it!! A NEW ERA OF MADNESS, SUFFERING AND DEATH!! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I HAVE NO SUGAR!
no -one comes out of my ass... coz i've stated that i dont have one teehee
Devon opened her eyes, she thought she had heard sounds in her room, footsteps, soft footsteps. She didn't want to wake up, she preffered to sleep in. She slowly started to sit up, the pain in her right arm was still bad, as she did she looked around the room, nobody was to be seen. She cursed herself for getting up, sighed and fell back on the bed again, cursing herself again for she landed on her arm. She was truly an idiot, she only ended up in this mess because she went snow boarding. Why did she even go? she didn't even like snow boarding, not after what happened when she was a kid.... 'Dejavu', she thought to herself as she laid there on the bed, stroking her fingers through her hair. Her long hair was done, which seemed unusual as she had always had it in pig tails. Ignoring her hair, she began to rack her brain, wasn't there an important even coming up? The answer came to her in a flash, the ball. She sighed and put her hands to her face, wiping something that wasn't there. Sure she had a pretty decent dress that was acceptable for a ball, she wasn't rich after all, but it was nice enough for a ball. The problem was that she didn't have a partner, a date, to be taken with. She wasn't likely to ask anyone either, as most of the residents where, well, old. At 17 1/2, she was one of the youngest people in the hotel to own a room, possibly the youngest, either way she was alone. man i really do need a character hehe, but im not good at playing already made characters
i've noticed i've never eaten you xiyamae *takes one bite and your down the hatch*
"Uh huh", she said still not believing him, "I can imagine you breaking out, you'd probably warn the master's your going to do it", she said with her signature uncaring attitude
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I'll reply when he lets go
no i dont - you must be dillusional
Mirysa blushed, but nodded slightly
*kicks and screams*
hmmmm something smells like ice cream *looks over to misa chan* oh theres a new girl *eats you* yep tastes like ice cream too
AHHH please don't tickle me - wait i just gave you an idea - uh oh
The amazing flying soup had hit Mirysa's arm, burning only slightly but without moving she had cooled it down. "Is my cooking really that bad?", she asked sadly
wait didn't you change your name
"Yes but your the one who stalks the masters, Hiiro", Maryse said quickly, amazed that it even came out of her mouth
