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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 11:57 am
(( I just want...I want cosplay and steampunk and...cons and... ;-; someone plz go to a con with meeee. ))
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:26 pm
((Agreed. NYCC can't come soon enough.))
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:27 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:28 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:49 pm
(( I know what it is. You said it like you're going or something... ))
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 12:53 pm
((I went there this past fall. And Jorge was asking me about it yesterday.))
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:28 pm
((*Silent horror scream.*
I almost died eAe
I pulled out of my parking spot at school and started driving, and there was like, a swarm of black in the sky flying right above my car... and it was a swarm of angry bees... Anyone who knows me knows this is like, my worst nightmare. TT____TT I'M SO GLAD I DIDN'T ROLL THE WINDOW DOWN. OR STAND OUTSIDE FOR A WHILE. AHHHH.
*Rocks back and forth.* ))
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:31 pm
(( I wanna go to NYCC .... :c
WELCOME BACK WHORE. <3 ))
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:35 pm
((*Sobs quietly.* ;_;
I'm here for two hours betch >:c LOVE ME TO THE FULL EXTENT I CAN BE LOVED.
))
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:41 pm
Sil: ... LMFAOTHATGIFOMG. -Suffocates laughing-
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:43 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:47 pm
((*GIVES GIDGET CPR.* LIVEEEEEEEEEEEE. ;A;
Liv: redface ))
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:56 pm
Sil: -GHHASSPPPP- MY HERROOOO~
Blah. I need to go. Bbl. c:
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:57 pm
Liv was shaking lightly as she took the long walk from her room to Sil's room. She had decided to finally talk to her after their last meeting, when they'd had a terrible fight because of some things Liv had said. She had thought back after and realized she didn't even mean any of it, so it was time to try and remedy things and get their friendship back on the right track. She stopped in front of the door and stood there quietly for a minute, collecting herself with a deep breath. When she finally raised her fist to wrap her knuckles on the door she waited with bated breath, fumbling with her hands.
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 3:11 pm
Sil had, God forbid it, a handful of hours of free time that afternoon, or at least what she considered free time. There were things she should have been doing but she was currently ignoring them in favor of doing something for herself. With the amount of time she didn't spend in her room it had fallen into a bit of a mess of distress; mostly dust on her books and the window really needed a good shine, things she could do with minimal effort on a quick afternoon.
She had just finished shining the window above her head, the sun streaming through the clean glass as clear as a spotlight on the small carpet in the middle of her floor. Her room was nothing special-- decorated with colors of dark reds and browns on the comforters and thick curtains, books and papers scattered all along her desk. On the nightstand she still had three things settled-- the two beautiful boxes she had received as gifts from Lavi and the ornate box with her engagement ring inside of it. The lid was closed.
The knock on the door came as a surprise. She hopped off her bed lightly, moving over to open the door, wiping a smudge of dirt from her forehead. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a messy bun and she wasn't exactly fit for company, but she didn't expect it was anyone who hadn't seen her in a worse state. "Oh," she said softly, not meaning for it to come out the way it had as she noted Liv in the doorway. Though her emotions had cooled since their little 'discussion,' part of her still felt bitter and hurt over the conversation. She tried not to let it show in her voice, but the effort was minimal. "Hey Liv. What's up?"
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