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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:44 pm
*tries his best not to turn havok inside out*
stressed
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:45 pm
*Misses and hits a wall.*
SPOT!!!! KILL!!!! scream
*Points at JBL.*
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:46 pm
*runs at JBL trying to head butt him*
scream scream
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:48 pm
*HEADBUTTED* gonk
stare Of course you, a wild savage, would bumrush an unsuspected target.
JBL DOES HIS BUSINESS INSIDE THE RING. NOT BACKSTAGE. IT DOESN'T MATTER WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE OFF. BUT WHEN THE SUN IS SHINING IT IS I, THE GREAT...AMERICAN...HEEEEEEEERRRRRRRROOOOOO~!! THAT STANDS TRIUMPHANT
[AKA MAKE MATCH BETWEEN UMAGA&JBL;D]
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:56 pm
*Leans back on the couch and ponders. Why in the ******** did he help Mitchell last night?*
neutral
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:01 pm
IKVPQAGBVJHOIPWWQAYVME!!!!
((wish I could make the match))
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:36 pm
ALL YOU BLUBBERY SACKS OF LIPIDS ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO THE DONALD'S RICHES! HYOOOOOOOOO~!!! domokun
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:56 pm
*Comes in looking slightly heavier, and ready to bite someone's head off.*
mad
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 4:59 pm
*Walks in behind Ariel.*
Are you alright?
stare
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:01 pm
*Turns around and snaps at Thorn.*
"NO, I'M NOT ALRIGHT!" scream
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:01 pm
*steps up behind Ariel growling*
mad
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:02 pm
*Jumps back alittle.*
...Now calm down. Do you need anything, my love?
eek
@Havok: Step away from her, Havok... stare
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 5:03 pm
*Turns around and hisses at Havok~!*
mad
*Turns back to Thorn, a bright smile on her face.*
"Some pistachios, some Doritos, and a gallon bucket of Cherry Vanilla ice cream?" biggrin
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