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| 07 Mar 2012 09:21 PM |
I think of what I should write about. I decide to write this RP. I take that long, wooden stick and begin to write this.
Then a few people start to RP with me It has no plot, CS, or rules
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AlvAlv6II
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| 07 Mar 2012 09:30 PM |
| Вы понимаете, что это звучит как много...восемь? |
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| 07 Mar 2012 09:32 PM |
completely stole that from me
so blatant, its not even funny
No one wins a butter eating contest. |
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| 07 Mar 2012 09:33 PM |
| No I didn't. I just thought it up. |
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| 07 Mar 2012 09:34 PM |
Bu-but
"Long wooden stuck stroking"
I did that
:c
It was your subconsious
No one wins a butter eating contest. |
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| 07 Mar 2012 09:50 PM |
3:c
No one wins a butter eating contest. |
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| 07 Mar 2012 10:08 PM |
It is dark. I am alone. I feel the soft drizzle of misty rain on my neck and arms, but no matter.
I mean - He said he'd be here. He will... Really! ...
I try my phone, again. Nothing.
Hmm. |
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| 07 Mar 2012 10:33 PM |
@evilishness
Girlfriend?
I go on YT and search "Him herobrine". |
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