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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:03 pm
Nightmare pouted "and I can only get to second base with Barbara."
Leo shrugged "I get shipwrecked on a Island loaded with half naked Amazon hotties... funny lil world."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:04 pm
Oh honey, that's because every girl loves a gay guy~
Mira: o.o Cooties? What are cooties? *picks up Damian and sniffs* He doesn't smell like cooties. What do cooties smell like? Do cooties have a smell?
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:10 pm
Edmund Dorrance, Jr. walked into the OOC and looked at his current, older counterpart. He stood about a foot shorter than the older man, and seemed to have half the bulk. "You know, I live with our father."
Bane looked at the boy, and even though what he said perturbed the man, he would never outwardly show it. "I do not care, you know."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:11 pm
Damian flails. "What the?"
"Too bad Roy is all clean. Back in his party days I got to make out with him. He was really drunk and stoned but i was happy. " xd
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:16 pm
And many blackmail videos were made, back then.
Helena lounged on the couch "sup bitches."
Nightmare arched his eyebrow and sat down next to the college hottie "hello there."
Helena flipped open her phone "what's your shoe size?"
Nightmare thought about it "13-14? Why?"
Helena started texting "I wanna let daddy know how much concrete they need to fill them."
Nightmare cautiously scooted away and off the couch.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:16 pm
Mira: *holds firmly and smacks upside head with tail* HOLD STILL. I'M TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT COOTIES SMELL LIKE!
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:25 pm
Damian looks at the tail fasinated. "wait. What are you?' Pokes. Looks around and spots a hottie. Walks over to Edmund. "Hi there." Smiles.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:32 pm
Mira: ^^ *wags* Imma abomination~
She means she's a Ragnarite. She's like Nightmare only..... better.
Mira: *pouts* I am not better, I'm special!
Yes. Yes you are, Mira.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:35 pm
Nightmare nodded "she can shape shift her body... which is 'cool'."
Leo sat down at the table to review his notes for his next class "so many college kids..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:40 pm
Nightmare snickered "well that'll be hard to do, Mira is one of a kind... and your father is going to be.... well short on cash for one thing."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:41 pm
Edmund looked at the older man who had just walked up to him, taking in his physique. He was smaller than Edmund, much smaller, but the way his hair was styled, the way he walked, how he carried himself, it was all attractive. He watched the man as if mystified, watched him smile, and a shiver went down his spine. Edmund had never felt anything like it before, and he realized he was standing there like a goof in front of this man, so he decided to speak. "Hi, I'm Edmund, what's your name?"
Bane watched this happening, but mostly stared intently at the younger boy's face and body language, understanding what was happening probably even before the boy did. Bane had a bewildered look on his face, wondering what cruel God could ever make him a homosexual, but not saying anything about it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:42 pm
Mira: o.o *accepts the hug* ^w^
She's not a pet, you know. She could quite easily rip off your arms and legs without, well, any effort.
Mira: *nod nod* I once ripped a cow in half. It was nasty and icky and smelled like mushy alfalfa ><
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:45 pm
Holds out hand to edmund. "Richard Grayson, but everyoner calls me d**k." He smirked. "Very nice to meet you." Openly eyes the younger man up and down before settleing on his eyes.
Still hugging Mira. "But I want one." Pouts. "She is far cooler than my cats."
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 9:48 pm
Edmund took d**k's hand in a tight grip and shook it. "d**k. . ." he said below his breath, committing it to his photographic memory. "What do you do?"
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