May I please request a sig? No rush. Size (Default 400x120): Default Image: If the quality is too bad I apologize. Text (optional, try to keep it short): Days of being a kid Font (optional) Whatever looks nice Color scheme (or I can pick one): You can pick one. Border (yes/no): Nope
37. This reminds me of a game of basilmarket.
I'll keep my fingers in my ass, thank you very much.
How dare you say the name of You-Know-Who! The word is a hoax, you just sent out a signal to Voldermort and all his Death Eaters!
OOC: I just figured out I made a character in this thread.. Thump, thump, thump, his shoes breaking the silence of day..or not, Maddox could not tell either way. His head throbbed for no reason, but it was nothing of importance. He felt as though he was being watched, or followed for a better word. He whipped his head behind him, and was surprised to see a giant castle. He felt it calling to him, as if spreading arms wide open for him. He turned the rest of his body toward it, and was about to take a step, but hesitated. Just stay on track. he reminded himself, turning back toward the town and continued to walk. World: Hollow Bastion Location:The town Interaction: None
Bye :) (Sorry I feel asleep lol)
Nah it's fine, I'm pretty much always tired. :) And I just realized I'm getting taken shopping today. :why?:
Pretty good, but I'm tired and can barely speak. :3 You?
OOC: not sure what to do. Miss Nixon walked, softly grabbing onto Natasha's shoulder, "I'm putting you off with a warning, since it's the first day. One more toe out of line.." she threatened, letting go of Natasha's shoulder and speeding off to who knows where.
Mine is a blueish-green. I gotta go, night. :)
Oh hello there legit RPer. -- I cleaned the tables silently, occasinally glancing around, getting a better look considering I wasn't robbing the place anymore. I stopped and took a quick sip of soda, then returing to working. I walked up to a girl who I didn't ever see, "What would you like?"
Don't forget her friend.
Grovers Black. No Ares. No clarrise. No Nancy. Don't even get be started on Annabeth. Percy, meh, not that bad. They 100% messed up the beginning. They left out the cabin. They didn't go searching for 3 pearls, the places they ended up at was just coincedence in the book, they were just going to Los Angelas, Percy got the pearls in the ocean. The entrance to the empire state building is through the elavator, not a door up high. The underworld was designed wrong. I get what you're saying, but these are just the things on the top of my head. Everybody has their own opinions. Yesss Yup, this pretty much sums it up.
Oh my gosh, I was so annoyed, I just wanted to see something but all they would talk about was what Kates dress would be.
Your turn. :3
When people ask me to be funny I'm not funny. So I'm just going to post a random picture(s) that my sister uses, but they aren't funny at all, so...
Running Edge and Running On The Edge, very similar.
As Mike sat in the dark room he rubbed his head, his head throbbing with pain. He remembered everything that happened, getting dragged by his hair, forced to take this thing that completely disabled his hands, and beaten until he gave out info. But thankfully he dealt through it until he was knocked unconscious.Crazy old dudes? Not good to get involved with. he made a note to self, leaning his head back, although he quickly put his head in his hands again, his head irritated even more. He then realized, Why am I playing nice guy..it should have worn off by now. he stood up, putting his hands out in front on him to find the door. When he thought he felt different material along the wall he held out his hand, taking a deep breath and summoning his giant sword. For a second it lit up a small area around him, making him certain that was the door. He held the sword back handed, slamming as hard as he could to break open the door, and although he succeed his arm felt extremely sore, making him wince for a second. He walked out into the hallway, scanning the areas left and right, and he made a run for the door. He saw the old man in the kitchen as he ran, although the man could not react quick enough. He rushed out onto the street, being as casual as he could, his sword disappearing as he ran out. He fixed the ends of his travel coat, trying to ignore the slight pain in his head. He walked through the street, figuring he got enough information so he could go to the Red Raven.
Carter gave up, dragging his feet toward class again. He still felt quite nauseated from seeing Miss Nixon around Squid. He stuck his tounge out, making throw up gestures as he walked toward class, his shoulders sagging. Now..lets see. Day 1 of a torturous year, but at least I don't have a stuck up room mate. In other words I can sneak out at 1 in the morning and not get a strict lecture from a guy wearing only tighty whiteys he thought, looking at various posters on the wall, looking at passing students, hoping somebody would start a fight or something before he got to stupid magic class.
Meow. Nothing really, you?
