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Breanna Joy
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Aug 06, 2015 01:25PM
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Foxes: *whispers* Connor...I have a crush on Nathan.Connor: Sorry, what? I couldn't hear you.
Me: Cool....I'm bored. It seems all my groups are inactive.Jake: You are always inactive.
Me: Not anymore.
Me: Soooo........how are y'all? Jake: -_-
Me: Once again, bored with nothing to do.
Me: Anyone have ideas on what to do?Jake: I have an idea...
Me: We discussed this Jake, there will be no knife ball.
Jake: -_-
Star: Whats a knife ball? that sounds fun!
Me: *Face-palms* Don't incourage him.Jake: >:) Well, Knife ball is like a game of baseball, except the ball is a knife. Also the bat is a small child's body. Hehehehehehehehehe.......
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Me: Don't make fun of the way I talk. Just because I am from Texas don't mean you can do that.Jake: Haha. Southern boy.
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Jake: It's funny too look at. He's from a small southern town. He actually is close to a farm.Me: Jake shut up!!
Jake: Make me cowboy.
Korzoran {William Massey} wrote: "Me: *Face-palms* Don't incourage him.
Jake: >:) Well, Knife ball is like a game of baseball, except the ball is a knife. Also the bat is a small child's body. Hehehehehehehehehe......."
Star; That sound cool!
Jake: >:) Well, Knife ball is like a game of baseball, except the ball is a knife. Also the bat is a small child's body. Hehehehehehehehehe......."
Star; That sound cool!
Jake: It would be if Will would let me.Me: Not happening.
Star: Comeooooooon! Please!!
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Chase: You're crazy.
Me: Nope. I like the big towns.Tristan: Me too.
Me: I am not going to be responsible for a dead child.Jake: Whatever cowboy.
Me: Jake! If there is one thing that is good about a small town it is that the folks are kinder than you!
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Me: according to Google in 2013 our population was just under 6,000
Me: Small towns are great. The night sky is much easier to see here. And Jake before you say anything you are not aloud to play Knife Ball.Jake: You are such a killer of murder.
Me: Small towns are great. The night sky is much easier to see here. And Jake before you say anything you are not aloud to play Knife Ball.Jake: You are such a killer of murder.
Me: that's small. When I go to college I want it to be in the city/ urban settings. I guess i love the city. Only thing I hate is the trains here.
Me: AND WHEN IT SNOWS. OMG, IT'S LIKE NO BUSES WILL EVER COME.
Me: The last time I saw a train it was unloading a bunch of livestock.
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Me: Ughhh YESS!
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Korzoran {William Massey} wrote: "Me: Small towns are great. The night sky is much easier to see here. And Jake before you say anything you are not aloud to play Knife Ball.
Jake: You are such a killer of murder."
Star: NO FAIR!
Me: comme on, just let em play a round or two
Jake: You are such a killer of murder."
Star: NO FAIR!
Me: comme on, just let em play a round or two
Me: I don't know where y'all come from, but that's illegal here. So.....no.Jake: You shall die a slow and painful death.
Me: By who you?
Jake: .......>:).........
Star: Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Me: Star, I don't care what you do. I worry about Jake.
Star: I'll watch jake! im responsible!
Me:.............okay........fine...Jake: Mwaha...I mean..Yay.............>:)
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You insolent fool, Chase! To summon me back as what - nothing less than invited witness to my insult and betrayal! What madness plagues you to move yourself to act such? Nothing less than the purest parasite of the mind. Nothing less could turn such a man into this foolish mockery of thine. O fates, how cruel. How cruel and how fitting, that you might turn my path from his, for a purpose, yes? I must embrace this. I cannot deny the alignment of fortune in my clear favour; but how to act now? Surely not with caution, but with haste. A mearas, then am I, on earth. As such I move myself to valour.
Star: *complely ignores Tobias* Come on Jake!
Cabe: *Cabe watches from afar, stumbled by how hostile these people were being to each other. She didn't say anything, not unless someone approached her.*
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Cabe: *Cabe would turn her head, noting the boy's interest in the computer he possessed. Due to her long years in a bunker, obviously for exaggerated reasons, she never had the chance to use such a device.* " What are you doing? " she asked.
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Me: En route.
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