Well, time is a bit funny here. I've met friends that I know are dead, or are much younger than I know them. I've already met you, but not until a year or so later.
-Continues glancing nervously at Shuma-
edited 26th May '12 7:45:36 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistI don't know... maybe it's not that long, since I don't know exactly when you got out with all of your brothers. But I promise you'll be happy. You'll have a family, and you'll go to school and learn to read, and make a few friends. Sometimes you'll even come back here to visit.
I'm fine...
-to Shuma- We both know how easily bored you are. The "nice" thing is going to stop sooner or later.
edited 26th May '12 7:52:44 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistThe Grand Master woke up groggily. He remembered that he had only one arm, and the thought filled him with despair.
"Oh well, the price I pay." He got up, wiping the tears from his face, and headed back to the main area where he saw...a giant tentacle monster.
He glanced nervously at Daisy before turning to Cloud.
"Excuse me Cloud. I wasn't aware we were in Japan" The Grand Master drawled.
edited 26th May '12 8:01:04 PM by gameknight102xx
-stomach growls- Say is there anything to eat in here?
Yeah, the kitchen's over there... Rubi?
Forgot about me while in Cloud 9?
Vote. .#Bayonetta 4 Smash

-decides that it would be impolite to only make enough for herself and Rachel, and begins to cook enough for twelve-