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DeCrazySheep Report | 04/28/2020 2:09 pm

I miss you bro, if you ever log back on I'd like you to see this.

TheoryOverdose Report | 04/01/2016 9:04 pm

Yeah of course Z, I could do that for you.
Also awwww ******** the rain, it needs to go away!

DeCrazySheep Report | 02/28/2016 9:50 pm

BROOOOOO accept my friend request so i can ******** stalk you easier.
Your health is my number one priority.
gotta make sureyour not online TOO much

Divine Entropy Report | 02/11/2016 3:48 pm

Heck yeah he'd fist bump him

Fickle Harlot Report | 01/03/2016 1:00 pm

His question crawled up her spine in a way she did not enjoy. It set her on edge. The shifter turned her gaze back at him in regard, her eyes hard emeralds as she regarded an answer. A deep breath filled Moo's lungs, and then a soft sigh slowly oozed out. An act meant to temper emotions into proper shape.

"As long as there is darkness in need of light." She said simply. "Everything has an end. If you so fear burning out, know that all things do. Take comfort in the fact that your experiences are your own, and in that same regard, yours to share how you so choose. I did not ask to be what I am. You did not ask to be what you are, I presume. And yet, here we are."

It turned, the tails of her long coat billowing with momentum as she continued her easy stride. She produced her ledger once more and began scanning the numbers. She did not care if the thing followed.

DeCrazySheep Report | 01/02/2016 11:08 pm

dude
stayed up as long as able
checked out the Killing game.
Think Igus could fit?

Fickle Harlot Report | 12/31/2015 12:42 pm

Her lips twisted at the other's sentence. It showed that it knew what she was, with at least some baser understanding. Or was it a metaphor? A comparison of some sort? As she contemplated an answer for him, instead, a new question was produced. "Do you know what it is like to be a lamp? A common household lamp?" She enquired, crossing her finely clothed legs at the ankles. It was a loaded question of course. There were very few people in existence that she knew of who could know what that was like.

"How about wrestling your consciousness back into being enough that you might stop being a lamp?" She continued. Again, another loaded question. But all of her questions lead up to her next point. "Would you allow a stranger a small comfort when all they know is uncertainty?" It continued. Her voice was smooth and sweet, like buttermilk with sugar added, and yet she still managed to fit an edge to it. This creature presumed what she was was particularly easy. It was not easy to become something else, and it was even harder to find enough will as this new thing to become herself anew.

The shifter stood and turned back down the road, continuing her walk to the next place she might settle for a small while.

Fickle Harlot Report | 12/30/2015 7:01 pm

The shifter pocketed her ledger in her lengthy, hefty coat and turned her sharp, emerald gaze upon the thing. "I am headed where my feet take me." It said, taking a silent account of appendages and appearances. "And what is your interest?" The shifter took a seat upon the remains of a tree, the beheaded wood offering a flat surface for her to rest. Now was as good a time as any to rest. She should probably have taken another form to make travel easier, but one might question a wolf on the roads or a mighty oxen. And so, she stayed in a form that was most comfortable, shapely. Only just female in appearance. She had the muscles of a farm girl, but the appearance of one used to more office oriented work.

User_1833256 Report | 12/14/2015 3:34 am

lol

User_1833256 Report | 12/14/2015 3:10 am

LOL. I tip people to let them know I've read the post haha.