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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:36 pm
The sad part is that... that's like a 1/4 of it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:38 pm
Woe be unto you all if I bring out my art collection.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:38 pm
 Oh s**t. lol. Man, being first in a hundred thousand was tough. Or 58-something k? Hard to say.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:43 pm
Old Man KB Oh s**t. lol. Man, being first in a hundred thousand was tough. Or 58-something k? Hard to say. This was.. Jesus christ, this was funny times.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:46 pm
Yeah... I hardly even remember where I was in my life back then. I think I'd just graduated or been out of school for like, a year maybe. I can tell from the screenshots its when I had my old PC, since I had the Windows XP on a silver/chrome color scheme.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:47 pm
Is it sad that I was also there for the unveiling of that art and saw it before you did?
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:50 pm
Likely.
It's probably also sad that people see my sig and think I only have it because it has KB in it. xp
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:51 pm
Back when I was younger I had a hard time reading what she wrote. But I understood the meaning of the art piece well enough from her explaining it to me.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 12:04 am
Ahaha... she certainly had a way of writing things.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 12:12 am
In total, I have 36 pictures of KB.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 12:43 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 1:18 am
STRIKER, read this in the morning. DustyMemory .+.aphrodisiacation.+. DustyMemory He offered her only his usual grin, that same charismatic one that had captured man and woman alike so many times before. She could wonder what was running amuck in his mind, but for the moment she wouldn't be offered an answer aside from the fleeting one on his face.
Of course with her close there were many temptations wracking his mind, but such things were ignored with a surprising ease. 'Cornflower' eyes strolled lazily over her body, a sure sign that he was having fun. The gentle arch of her body was also appealing, his hand nestling into the small of her back comfortably as she was pressed against him.
And he lifted her, not so carefully as one might expect. More of the rough love style KB often showed, though without the usual overtones of lust and violence. More of a playful snatching of the celestial from the company of the Haven.
Though such playfulness didn't stop his free hand from wandering, down her leg slightly before his fingers curved around the wonderful flesh, a sure but gentle hold found as he drew her leg up about him. He couldn't really just carry her in front of him with her legs dangling there, at least not in a fashion that would be fun. That in mind he'd already begun moving, taking his prize with him to the stairs, before starting up them.
Fun times.
That scared her even more, blinking up to him as her face relaxed and mumbled to him from his playful advances.
~i don't even know your name...~
Her voice echoing into his head before she released a mumbled mental yelp as he hand stroked down the ivory silk that was her flesh. Tucking her head down and clenching one arm to his arm and the other went around his neck as he moved. Blinking like a confused child and then he went up the stairs did she release another startled gasp, growling again with her nature. Swiftly looking up to him as he ascended and her mouth started to form words that would release into his mind set. The celestial tattooes on her flashing from the burning gaze he gave her.
First time she didn't have to actually seduce someone, catch the lucky charms eh?
The hand upon her leg would drift from the lovely shape to that cold and unforgiving metal that comprised the doorhandle. Grasping it and turning it, the door promptly swung open.
Moments later she would find herself upon his bed, her thoughts ringing in his head, though remaining unanswered. He only hoped she might struggle in some way, that he might be graced with the soft growls of the cutest nature. The matress having been pampered by her last visit, she'd have only the smoothness of the covers upon her back as he gently pinned her to it.
A mere moment of his body pressing hers down, a subtle hint of the natural domination in the male form as his lips quickly brushed over her neck. In the softness of the kiss did a light pinch appear, the little n** of human teeth upon her neck as he pulled away with a wink.
Every rose had it's thorns, in such a way as the kiss might've been a rose it had been proven. Though he might well have just been toying around, content to have payed her back.SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE, STRIKER? SEE WHY I NEED TO KEEP CALLING YOU STRIKER, STRIKER?
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 1:28 am
Ho' shiz... is that classic KB?
Honestly. Crowfeet is betterz.
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