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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:07 pm
Wow...
I wrote out a plotline and didn't believe a word I wrote...
I am second guessing myself...
Hehehe.
I really am Chaos.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:07 pm
Now put your shoes on the wrong feet.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:10 pm
"b***h hermit" Is the term. And yes, I'm giggling about that right now.
*looks at feet* No wonder they've been hurting!
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:31 pm
I can't sing and dance wearing my shoes on the wrong feet, that would be... Wait... that would be fun.
Heehehe... The chaos...
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:33 pm
All Moon needs is a Bode hug...or something equally cute.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:34 pm
For some reason that made me think of Tempest on Catnip.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:37 pm
Yes, that's equally cute but also horribly scary...that manticore will be chains after all the little figments of his imagination.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:38 pm
xd A Bode hug. Who can resist the cutness of my little Bode? (maybe tmepest could?.....Cute contest!)
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:41 pm
Oh lord a cute contest. Quick, where's my anti-cute spray.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:48 pm
You used it all to repel our bombardment of Joe with Carebears and stuff...
*** Round One ***
Tempest discovers a strange new toy on the ground, a mouse shaped bean bag.. Though, it is not a dangerous obsticle, Tempest can not resist its lure...
He begins by nuzzling the small object, but then, the smell is inside him completely. He has found something to rival his love of food... This mouse. Oh how does the mouse show him such wonders. He spreads his wings, and falls sadately on his nose, pushing the little toy with his face, his tail held high in the air. The cat falls onto side and lays about pawing the mouse toy gently, not to allow it to escape his mighty paws. He rolls onto his back, allows his limbs to find their own homes, shifting his back to allow hiswing to slide under his body. The creature's tail sways back and forth, like a snake. Tempest does not see this, nor does he see much of anything, all he knows, is this mouse is some sort of embrosia, food of the gods.... "mmmw"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 3:58 pm
My seplling is excellent.
I think I am going to go eat dinner, so I'll see you all later.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:14 pm
Oh, so now I really have to compete do I?
And my spelling has been getting progressivly worse.
Bode sat at a window clutching her little fox item and watching her father as he wnet around doing sometihng outside. She had been making some very tough decisions, like whether or not she should tell Daddy that she broke his auwl. But right now, she was thinking sometihng much more deep. "Where do babies come from?" she asked her little figurine. "Daddy said I came from mommies tummy, he said that I grew there." She thought of hereslf much like a flower, pettles and all, growing in the gastric juisces of her Mommy's tummy. "I'm a flower!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:17 pm
Hm...I best order a shipment of evil to counteract all of this when it's over. Cute poisoning is never a good way to die. *grabs phone and dials*
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:22 pm
crying I could have Bode eaten from the inside out by flesh eating bacteria....that's not cute at all.
Anyway, sicne I am not needed at the moment, I am going to have a shower and try to rid myself of this odd shaking that I seem to be doing.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 4:27 pm
hey you can play imps you know!
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