I want an angel/demon soap.
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Thread Topic: I want an angel/demon soap.
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(I'm thinking about just letting everyone post when they want as long as they don't get way, way ahead, probably will do that tomorrow morning -___-)
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(I get super confused when that happens, if Anime doesn't respond by tomorrow, can we continue without her? ;~;)
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yeah. she obviously doesnt care enough to post. lets just go without her.)
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Plot twist: She has a ten paragraph, well-writte response. -
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SORRY. Wait.. where are we? o-o
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Going to a coffee shop.
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(Guys. I'm posting for the sake of RP survival, post when you can.)
January jumped slightly at the tap on her shoulder and then internally winced - she'd been slacking off if she couldn't even sense a comrade until actual physical contact. Outwardly, however, she smiled and gestured as if she meant to remove her sunglasses, but did not. "Good day, isn't it?" she greeted the other blonde and then nodded towards a table tucked into a corner of the shop, where a cosplayer - or something - sat with an ominous and not particularly unsuspecting air about him. "Do you suppose he's one of them, or just had a bit too much to drink before Comic-Con?" -
Doka was slightly amused at the fact that the angel could not recognize him, but not amused enough to show it. Doka was somewhat anti-social, the only reason he was here was for some cash promised him if he came. Oh, and for the coffee. He would rather prefer tea, but coffee works as well. He gets up and walks up to the two angels and looks at them. "You two are angels? Hmph. Not what i expected." Doka walks back and look at the coffee selection, the cashier lady trying not to laugh at his getup. He shoots her a fierce glance, which seems to do the trick. She stops giggling and just looks away, waiting for his order.
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...)
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*sharpens a knife, a knive whos purpose is to stab shido, dark, and anime if they dont post*)
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begins to plan all of their deaths*]
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We've been abandoned. s---, I was starting to like this one. -_____-
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(Not purposely abandoning you, I'm trying to get used to middle school and I didn't have time yesterday. .~.)
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Horatio looked at her from the corner of her eye, and to the strangely dressed man. "Well, we ARE here for the project."
(Btw errybody if I didnt mention before, Horatio is homo so yeah))
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