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Heart Song sighed. "Seriously? It's me, Cricket! We've known each other for weeks now!"
Heart Song walked in, scowling. "You will not believe what I woke up to this... what the hell is going on?!"
And I will say, "You're welcome."
And I said that you didn't need a fantasy character. It's just a location.
Windsor rummaged around under the counter and produced a healing potion, presumably one of Maya's creations. He brought it to Raven, then resumed...
Cricket was awakened by a wave of Retcon energy washing over her. She stumbled out of bed and looked in the mirror. "What. The. F**K."
Oh for *squee!*'s sake. Y'all say you want to bring the RP back, then you don't bother to participate. So guess what? This is now a shipping thread....
I'm not defending Donald Trump. I'm voting for Donald Trump, and in doing so I'm defending the United States of America against a woman who has...
Windsor grabbed another paper and pen. "You are causing a disturbance and assaulting patrons. Leave now or the Guards will be called."
I've heard the recording, which was made over a decade ago, of a private conversation between two grown men. Trump does not, as you claim, say...
Windsor grabbed a pen and paper and wrote, "I'm the bartender, and I'm asking you to leave."
Windsor calmly slapped Midnight's hooves away from the bottle, then pointed towards the door.
Um... yeah, sorry, I can't do this. Everything that you wrote is complete and utter bull*squee!*.
What Nazi idealism would that be, exactly?
This *squee!*ing RP is happening whether you people like it or not. Allysana: "Indeed."
Allysana: "It is likely related to your inability to correctly spell the word 'does.'"
On all levels except physical, I am an attack helicopter.
Could you maybe NOT send people to other sites?
Ridley, Battlemage of Wulfcastle: Impressive. Allysana: "Indeed."
Eh, Fantasy's just a setting, not a requirement. And while we're on the topic... ***************************************************** In the...
