No, Pais.
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Thread Topic: No, Pais.
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(scar misses me he keeps whining
he can't lay on my bed because he's too small and he's only two months old)
Why? *huffs*
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Marshall:*swipes at the air* HISSSS
Miss R:DARK STOP.
Satan:Dark,don't torment Marshall.He's terrified of sporks.
Dementia:CHOPSTICKS
Satan:Oh,right. *hands chopsticks over* -
(...wait why can't it sit there)
Adrian: Because you raped my mother and I have a gun?
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*THROWS IT AT PERSON*
BE VERY AFRAID OF ME.
*then turns to Dementia*
I happen to like having things up there, but unfortunately chopsticks isn't one of them. -
(because it's night and I want my puppy to get some sleep)
*lol* I guess I'll be going now.
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Marshall:GET OUT GET OUT *spazzes*
Miss R:MARSHY STOP.
Satan:*backs into corner*
Dementia:Too bad. -
(she can sleep with you though)
Adrian: ..She gave birth, by the way~ Just thought you'd like to know. *leaves*
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*stops foot*
*and suddenly there's invisible walls blocking Satan, R, and Cat from her and Marshall*
*walks over, cuddling him, kicking the spork away*
Shh.. Sorry. -
(he can't because I move in my sleep and my bed is tiny and he tends to try to jump off my bed so I get worried)
*stunned* That was quick..
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Satan:*hates small spaces*
Miss R:MARSHY NO D:
Dementia:*huffs*
Marshall:*ewe get off* -
~lele
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(ohhhh)
;w; I'm really sorry..
*pets his hair*
I won't do it again, I promise. -
(omg he finally fell asleep on his bed)
*opens portal and ends up beside Dementia*
Dementia:Where were you,and why do you have on different clothes?
Satan:*SUSPICIOUS*
Miss R:Aries..
Marshall:NOOOOO I'm scared of sporks ;~; *cries* ARIES -
(lol)
*starts crying with him bc tears make her cry* -
(Aw he's snoring)
Marshy-kun? :|
Marshall:*continues crying*
Satan:Aries.Where were you?
Talking to someone.
Miss R:Who?
Hasn't dark already told you?
Dementia:What were you doing?
Talking,of course. *lol he's definitely not lying if you consider rape 'talking') -
(das cute)
*BAWLS WITH HIM*
*depressed now*
*and before Aries can keep on lying, a baby just kinda appears in the middle of it all*
Drey: *coo, coo* -
(lol he's awake now)
Marshall:*lol more crying*
*picks up Drey* LOOK AT HOW CUTEEEEEEEE HE IS
Satan:What is that?
Miss R:I WANNA TOUCH IT
Dementia:Liar. >:|
(gtg to school ugh) -
~Bump
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*louder crying*
Drey: o3o *picked up* *derp*
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