I shall ask you instead. Is your name Daniel?
I'm on MSN.
Hey guys! I updated the crew roster! Also, remember to re-request your colours. I needs them!! Ask before someone else gets them. Move it, ye scurvy dogs!
That sounds like a great idea. I should do that sometime. Oh well, I have 4182 posts in which to do so. Lesu's watching Star Gate and this one girl is fighting Daniel.
I think Kairi makes wonderful motivation for Sora in the first game. Not just that, but she also saves Sora in her plothug. And in the second game, when she should have been useless because of her seclusion on Destiny Islands, she manages to leave and get herself to the final world before Sora. Far from useless.
Hey Teddy~!!! What's up?
Tai-dus is how I pronounce it. It sounds better to me. Also, for the record, Zidane is Zih-dane, not Zih-dawn. Silly Dissidia.
Loxare pushed open the large ornate door to the library and gasped. It was the most beautiful library she'd ever seen. So much selection! It was also very crowded, but as long as she got most of the books she wanted, she would be fine. She rounded a corner into the manga section and ran into someone and knocked them over. "I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
I want that little knife thing. The one under the boxing gloves.
Loxie walked back into the kitchen, please that the customer had liked her hot chocolate. As she walked through the door, her nose was greeted by the wonderful smell of cinnamon buns. Mmm. They're done. Sure enough, just as she put on her oven mitts, the timer she set went off. She pulled the cinnamon buns off of the tray and onto a cooling rack. She poked her head out to the girl she had served a moment ago. "Do you want a cinnamon bun? They're fresh."
Loxare stood up after finishing her lunch and packed up. Nobody had come to talk to her during the time she had been sitting there and she couldn't figure out why. The table she was sitting at had a lovely view of the garden. Ah well, their loss. She had cracked a window and the flowers were just in that stage where they both smelled and looked beautiful. After dropping her lunch bag in her room - she wouldn't need it now that she knew there was a cafeteria - she headed to the library. A book or two would be lovely right now.
You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to DarkTraitor again. Darn. I loved that hellcat... ... TONY!!! THAT MUST BE YOUR NEXT NAME!!!! HellCat. >:3
I'm glad everyone liked it. <3 Anyways, while Marushi's gone, I'm the captain. I've decided to make Rienzel my First Mate. I'll edit the crew roster into my first post in this thread, which is post #3, so I can edit it if need be. And in case anyone's wondering, I'm 5'6" and a half.
Of course! Go ahead. The videos are so much fun! Start whenever's good for you, ok?
Hello LPTP!!! It's currently 2 in the afternoon and I just woke up! Isn't life splendid? I also have this song stuck in my head... It's called "A History of the Soviet Union to the tune of Tetris" or somesuch. It's rather good. I must listen to it again so it can get even more stuck. :D
It was a combination of your username (Smurf) and your avatar (Roxas). I did the same thing with Excasr except I gave him glasses.
Well, I started the day I found out Marushi was leaving. And can't you tell? Spoiler: from left to right Loxare, Excasr, Lesumax, Krown, Rienzel, DT, Prime, Smurf, Midny, and Tale.
Spoiler Ok, so I want you to forgive my art skills and the use of pencil crayon. I don't have any copic markers... Anyways, this is my own personal goodbye to the Captain. You know, besides the text-based one I already posted in her departure thread. Sail on Captain. Spoiler: Farewells
Biology. It's an animal behaviour lab, which means that we have to observe animal beaving and somehow come up with quantitative data from that. I'm sure your house will be fine. Because you're not asleep?
OC: Well, it was a beautiful summer's day and I was sitting on the steps, reading. The sun was shining throught the front door and making me rather sleepy. So I put down my book and took a nap. It also helps that the stairs were carpeted at the time. IC: Loxare looked around the lunch hall. Most of the tables were full to bursting, but she had noticed one in the corner that was largely unoccupied. Hoisting her lunch bag over her shoulder (it was heavier than all of her new textbooks combined), she made her way towards the table. The rise and fall of sounds in the hall - the chatter, forks scraping plates, footfalls, both gentle and heavy - was strangely comforting. She put her bag down on the table with a satisfying thump and started unpacking. She wondered if anyone would sit with her.
