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Our Adonis Hello ^____^ Greetings, and welcome to my thousand-plus-post thread! blaugh It's Adonis... *blushes and fidgets* |
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Such a big thread... filled with so many desires.. *pounces Galad* Post darn you! o.O
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Desire. Heh. Mankind has certainly chosen the right drug to become addicted to. Nothing is so plentiful, or so intensely poisonous.
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Eh, nothing you can really do about it after all. Might as well just go with it eh?
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I suppose. But I've never really been one to follow the crowd.
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Well that's good then, follow your own path, alter it how you wish.
I'm going to need a new sketch book soon.. my current one is getting full.. |
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Galad Damodred Also, that wedding dress she wears at the beginning is one crazy-a** pimped out dress.   Kind of like Himeno Awayuki's awesome dress in this picture?? (omg I love it) ALSO GALAD That game on Deviantart?? Lololol. I couldn't figure out how to solve the murder mystery event for the super-handsome Dornick fellow, so I got my lovey-cakes to play it and help me out. XD At first he was like "...You want me to play a dating sim? =_=" But after only a few minutes he was so into it, and together we were trying to figure out how to date all of the guys. xd Omg this is why I love him.  |
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I remember one time I was at this fancy dress party...
Susan: "COME ON! HURRY UP! ANY SLOWER AND YOU'D BE GOING BACKWARDS!" Me: "Don't be so smug. You're in jeans. Why don't you try running in a crinoline?!" |
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Blarg.. candy over dose.
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Must.. you twist and distort my child hood memories.. Darn you Galad!!
*mauls* Post I say! *does a fake french accent* Or I shall taunt you a second time! XD |
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Oui, capitaine! *salutes*
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Good boy. *makes Issac give Galad a sensual massage*
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*smirks* You're a dream, boy.
*makes Sam sing and dance for Zel in a skimpy costume* |
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