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SECRET! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, My evil assistant?
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Apr 09, 2012 03:09PM
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Something mystical, like ancient curses and stuff. I've been reading the Tiger Saga, so I'm into that kinda stuff. Also, why do you always write in caps?
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I guess. So, what do you think about my RP suggestion?
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OK, when do you want to start?
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I think so, but I'm not sure. Do you?
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Thank you. Notify me when it's done
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OK, what's it called?
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obfklbncxlkn!~!!!fnbkdsgnbsdkobk!!!!
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sdnobsoignfoinofjkn hahahajhofdshnfophmkXDDndkfopsgnasoijb!!!!
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IDNFBSODIBNFOIJN!!!BNFSBIONFSB0ISFUNI0!?!?!?!?!?
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i start a new book i am writing~
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i let you read what i have
A young girl, who went by the name of Volk, stood by the large, gray brick wall. A young bot stood next to her. Volk’s friend for many years, yet she still felt tong-tied. He smiles kindly and twirls the pencil in his hand. He was Josh, a Young handsome man, but Volk did not see his beauty, and he did not see hers.
“Volk, my friend, how are you on this fine day?” Volk smiles softly, her dark Russian eyes glimmered. “I am well Josh, you?” Josh waits a few seconds, darkens crosses his eyes as he thought about her question. “I guess I may say I am well…It’s been an interesting week, it has…” Volk blinks her purple eyes, pushes her black hair from her face, and sighs.
Josh had had a rough weak, having his elder, long lost brother die, and have to go to his funeral hurt him. He had not known the boy, for he was lost, a poor boy, found hit by a car. Josh felt pity for the brother he never knew, and would never meet for his death was so random, so fast.
Sitting there, Volk thought intently on what could have happened, not knowing; her mind went into strange wholes her own little world bloomed. She smiled at one idea and laughed at another. Josh blushed lightly, glancing at her, knowing she had spaced off, trying to find out what happened.
A young girl, who went by the name of Volk, stood by the large, gray brick wall. A young bot stood next to her. Volk’s friend for many years, yet she still felt tong-tied. He smiles kindly and twirls the pencil in his hand. He was Josh, a Young handsome man, but Volk did not see his beauty, and he did not see hers.
“Volk, my friend, how are you on this fine day?” Volk smiles softly, her dark Russian eyes glimmered. “I am well Josh, you?” Josh waits a few seconds, darkens crosses his eyes as he thought about her question. “I guess I may say I am well…It’s been an interesting week, it has…” Volk blinks her purple eyes, pushes her black hair from her face, and sighs.
Josh had had a rough weak, having his elder, long lost brother die, and have to go to his funeral hurt him. He had not known the boy, for he was lost, a poor boy, found hit by a car. Josh felt pity for the brother he never knew, and would never meet for his death was so random, so fast.
Sitting there, Volk thought intently on what could have happened, not knowing; her mind went into strange wholes her own little world bloomed. She smiled at one idea and laughed at another. Josh blushed lightly, glancing at her, knowing she had spaced off, trying to find out what happened.
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It's a diffrent, old style way of writing~ oh g2g~
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XDDDD I am know 15, and very very sleepy, + thanks for the welcome~
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you okay?(and it was yesterday)
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I have been sleepy 'cuse of Florida
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yes~ 9 hour dive there and back, go to sleep at 12:30 a.m , wake up near 6:30 a.m, I am so sleepy!
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