Give her a chance.
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Thread Topic: Give her a chance.
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(EW. JAY LEAVE THIS THREAD, LOG OUT, AND SLEEP ON THE FLOOR.
Oh. ._. xD)
Artie: *gently shoves her on the bed*
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Os: Vivian, they're gonna help too so we'll get down quicker. Okay?
Broken: In other words, we're doing the most work while Oswald gets ready for the Peace Party. e.e
Talon: HEY! I have to attend the party as well!
Thunder: Same here. :I
Os: ...*facepalm*
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Amos: Sorry I had an attitude the other time. -
(No. The floor is hard.)
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Song: *pulls him down with*
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Vivian: I wanna go tooo. With Pitch.. .//.
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Jak: It's fine, Amos. -
(Yayyy. You are oonnn. I was gonna kill myself.)
Artie: *kisses*
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Broken: ......Wat.
Thunder: Omg he's like meeeee. :D
Talon: How....nice.
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Amos: *leans in, kissing her* -
(Why?)
Song: *kisses back, wrapping her arms around*
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Vivian: ...Hnnnn. Fine. I am...gay BUT DON'T TELL ANYONE ELSE GUISE. ;3; I ALSO HAVE A CRUSH ON PIIIITTCHHYY.
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Jak: *soft noise, kissing back* -
(...cos I feel like no one likes me here.. I feel like I don't belong here...)
Artie: *licks her lip~*
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Thunder: I won't~
Talon: I'm telliiinng.
Broken: Ah. Well, none of MY business.
Oswald: Secret is safe with me, Vivi.
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Amos: *pushes her down, getting on top* -
(Wrong. .____.)
Song: *parts them*
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Vivian: TALLY. ;3;
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Jak: *bluuusshhh* -
(Hn
CARLA. HE'S f---ING HAVING CYBER SEX WITH SOMEONE AND THE b---- IS A SLUT. SHOULD I TELL ON HIM? /.e My eyes...Carla. Carrrrlaaaa. I can't believe it. I'm discusted. He's in soooo much trouble. I can't believe I didn't notice... I've been glued to the f---ing stage and been avoiding the lounge. I'm. Greatly. Annoyed. I need a break from the stage...)
Artie: *slips his tongue in*
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Talon: Still telling.
Broken: Tal. Stop. ene
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Amos: *kisses her neck* -
(Stop it. You have Ashley, Dark, Suger, Ally, and anri.
WOAH. I JUST NOTICED AS WELL. IDK. IF YOU DO, YOUR MOM CAN GET PISSED. THIS IS WHY IS HATE BROTHERS. Damn. He doesn't look like the type to do that. And I keep on seeing her posts on recent posts. e.e" Both of us need to take a break, dude. But the main reason why we avoided the Lounge is because of ignorant people like that. .____.)
Song: *moans softly*
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Vivian: I'LL DO ANYTHING.
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Jak: *moans* Amoosss. -
(No. Ashley doesn't come on much anymore. And when she does, she dies. Noticed how all those people you listed are people who I rp or soap with? I just don't want to rp or do soaps, Carla. I wanna have fun chats and joke around in the lounge like I use to. I want to chat with people the way I use to with tenten, Syd, Derrick, and TR. I WANT MY OLD FRIENDS BACK AS WELL.I make a thread, and it's dead in less then five minutes. /.- You use to be glued to the Lounge but not anymore. My thread is even f---ing dead and it's something I don't want ever to be dead.
Hn. Duuhhh. e.e)
Artie: *slowly tugs her pants down*
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Talon: ....Anything? *smirk*
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Amos: Hm? *pauses* -
(That's because she doesn't want to come on. ....Rosio, I'm sure if you make a thread, they'll reply. And I do too because those old times were fun but they're gone, Rosio. Tensa is not allowed on, Derrick and Syd are busy and or tired of this place and TR is in the army. Stop getting pissed. Just revive it.
>_>)
Song: *blushes, surprised* ..Artie?
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Vivian: *rapid nod*
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Jak: *stutters* Um..nevermind. -
(Why? BECAUSE IGNORANT PEOPLE ON HERE, CARLA. Suurree. I don't even try thinking of a subject title. e.e I know that, Carla. I know why they don't come on. And I can if I want to. And no. So it can die again along with the memories?)
Artie: ...Hm?
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Talon: ...Hmm.. *smirk*
Oswald: ...No.
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Amos: *leans in kissing her*
Julio: *walks out from the kitchen* Get a room.. -
(Rosio, I f---ing know that. e.e I'm just going to leave after this post since clearly you're not calming down.)
Song: Are you...ready? .//.
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Vivian: Well? owo
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Jak: *blush* Shut up.. -
Artie: ...Yeah. *now her underwear*
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Talon: You have to-
Oswald: Talon!
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Julio: Hn.. First Verse, second Ink, third Pitch and now my son. You really need to choose a guy.
Amos: Dad. -3- -
Song: *happyface* *slips his bottom clohes off*
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Vivi: ...*flail* Can we please continue? ;3;
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Jak: *frowns, looking away*
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