Island of Linayron

[Your Mom]

((Back!))

[Your Mom]

((Brb!))

[Your Mom]

((I am!))

[Your Mom]

((Wait, I can't post one that long when I'm on my phone...))

[Your Mom]

Anything.

[Your Mom]

Anything in the storyline.

((Good? XD))

[Your Mom]

((Wait, I lost your meaning. What do you mean "If I wasn't the exact same way"?))

[Your Mom]

((Haha lolz))

[Your Mom]

((Ain't I? =P))

[Your Mom]

((Idk))

[Your Mom]

((I'm busy...))

[Your Mom]

((Back in abt 8 hours))

[Your Mom]

((Make that 10 hours...))

[Your Mom]

((Too bad! =P))

[Your Mom]

((brb))

[Your Mom]

((brb again lolz))

[Your Mom]

((brb!!!))

[Your Mom]

((gtg ttyl!))

[Your Mom]

Arthur strode down the streets, his stomach growling as all the walking columns of blood passed him. He hand't tasted blood for over a month or so, and it was getting hard to control his hunger. Sometimes, he wondered why he bothered to go through all the hassle and just feast to his heart's content. After all, mortal girls easily fell under the charm he used as a weapon anyway.

[Your Mom]

((Wait, you mean theft?))

[Your Mom]

((o.O))

[Your Mom]

((?))