Going down the crazy train, or more specifically; the tupla one.
I regret nothing.
edited 2nd Aug '15 3:23:33 AM by OhBoyTime
Maid of Time
you mean tulpa?
I tried making one once
I gave up
sorry unnamed tulpa
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
I like Finnish chocolate bars.
Maid of Time
what's so special about Finnish chocolate bars
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
hurts
Beyond control.
give up
Cannot.
why
Little choice.
why
Beyond us.
why
Your tears will do no good.
why
No sympathy.
why
Don't know.
please
You can't.
why
Why not?
oh
Yea.
Maid of Time
what
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
Hey, Brahian and Oh Boy, I'm going to fuse you together.
Maid of Time
ok
btw my signature used to be "Boys..." potholed to mewberty!star's attack theme
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
Fuck, you delicious thing. Stop making me thing about things.
Just wanna wasteeee awayyy.
edited 2nd Aug '15 5:04:07 AM by OhBoyTime
Maid of Time
blub
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
Maid of Time
Pastry r u almost done
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
Hay nurds
Hi Porygon 2.
How does it feel just being computer data?
Part-Time Omen of Death
Oh hai Hopeyson that lives in my 8rain!
Stupid doomed timeline...
my current job
(cues up some cricket sounds)
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
HI UNCLE FEELS GREAT
HEY HOLLY MUM
HEY RAD BRO
my current job
So, what to talk about?
Or should we start speaking in Roses are Red-style poetry?
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
my current job
(cues up some cricket sounds)
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
New account is voidify
Roses are red
Charcoal is black
Sure, we can bring
This fucking thing back.
Part-Time Omen of Death
Roses are red
My kitty is gray
Has this thing really
8een this dead all day?
my current job
Flowers are irrelevant,
I'm afraid so,
If you ask me why,
I'll tell you "I dunno."
I can't function; at the this junction.
You're so fucked.
You'll never reach the age of flight at this rate, Eruile. They'll pluck away your sprouting feathers, and furry ears. Your beak wont be sharp enough for what's to come.
Your wolf friend taught you well, so, run...
She died.
shit I was too late
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart