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[Vanessa]

Me: These kids, man. They're adorable at first and then they're just walking hormones. *shakes head*
Rosaline: Only two more hours, Arth - ehm, Cecil.
Me: Ooooh.

[Jo]

Me: xD Suddenly our temperamental Puss in Boots wants Cecil so bad.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: to think a few months ago, she wanted nothing more than to tear his head off.
Cecil: … I'm sorry, what did you just say?
Me: o,o

[Vanessa]

Me: Funny thing, time.
Rosaline: It's a Hungarian term of endearment. My father's part Hungarian, you know, born in Budapest. It slipped out.
Me: Her model sounds so adorable with a Hungarian accent, though. Adorable broken English and everything. :3

[Jo]

Me: But he's been trained to kill since birth. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: e_e
Me: xD Aww

[Vanessa]

Rosaline: Cecil, kincsem. :D please.
Me: aww, Hungarian ~love~ XD

[Jo]

Me: And suddenly Cecil doesn't want her so much.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Jo wrote: "Me: And suddenly Cecil doesn't want her so much."

Me: He hates it when people don't call him by his name. XD
Cecil: *sigh* All right, love.

[Vanessa]

Me: I imagine anyone would in this circumstance. xD
Rosaline: :3 *many kisses*
Me: e3e I thought I said midnight.
Rosaline: It's past midnight in the UK.
Me: . . .curse you, timezones.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: I like how I haven't even eaten yet. XD
Cecil: ;) *content*

[Jo]

Me: xD It's 10:30 here.

[Vanessa]

Me: Oh god, my dad made me eat two lamb chops and then ribs. I feel so bloated. xD It was good, though.

If Rosaline could, she'd be purring.
Rosaline: Seriously, enough with the cat jokes.
Me: Then I liken you to the textbook of CoMC. Here's a tip, Cecil: stroke her spine right and she'll open right up.
Rosaline: I hate you.
Me: XD I love myself.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: that reminds me of the bug from Starship who's always like, "First time ______? Here's a tip:"
Cecil: I was always terrible at CoMC anyways.

[Vanessa]

Me: XD OH GOD. Yes.
Then she'll scratch. Oh, ahh, tss.
Rosaline: -_-

[Jo]

Me: xD
Awws. *huggle*

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD
Cecil: nothing wrong with a bit of scratching. ;)

[Vanessa]

Me: I love Starkid.
Rosaline: *red and flustered* I don't -
Me: xDDD

[Jo]

Me: Oh Rosaline.
So my neighbor's playing lame salsa music o.O

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD they're great.
Cecil: ;3

[Vanessa]

Me: That reminds me of the DW episode where Cassandra takes over the Doctor's body. "Oh, baby, I'm beating out a samba!"
Rosaline: >.<

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Oh god that episode.
Cecil: Nothing to be embarrassed about.

[Jo]

Me: Everything's back to normal with our not so pure doves.
Aaand now tey're breaking out Noches de Fantasía.

[Vanessa]

Me: "And a little bit foxy. You like it~" I was dying the entire time.
Rosaline: I don't scratch.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Same. XD
Cecil: Then why we're you blushing? ;)

[Vanessa]

Me: And when she took over Rose and just snogged the Doctor. The look on both their faces. XD
Rosaline: Pff - I just - that's not -
Bruce: Maybe because she's a biter.
Me: :D My sweet boy, you've come out to play.
Bruce: Couldn't let that one go.
Me: ^^

[Jo]

Me: I need Thera to come online. I want to RP Maureen trying to restore a sense of security to the first years under her wings.
OH GOD STOP IT I HATE THAT SONG.

[Vanessa]

Me: *glomp*

[Jo]

Me: I just want to come out and hit them, but the mariachis would hunt me down. They usually invite them to parties.
Although the fireworks are pretty. :)
I sound like Bilbo. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: Shut it, Ackerman. -.-
Me: shhh, it's okay. His parents are dead.

[Vanessa]

Me: e-O Mariachiiiiii.
Bruce: Fine. Not another word.
Me: D: no no no come back we love you.
e3e dammit Esther.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: D: no Bruce come baaaaack.
Esther: He's a complete wanker, so tough. -_-
Me: e3e

[Vanessa]

Me: Way to stomp on the heart ripped out by his parents' death.
Would you like to throw it into an incinerator or shall I let Satan do it?
Rosaline: o.O Whoa whoa whoa, calm down. Let her alone.
Me: Sorry. ;n; I went too far. He's my baby, though.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Esther: -.-
Me: Go away, Esther. You are a cucumber.
Esther: That doesn't even have--
Me: Cucumbers have wicked souls

[Vanessa]

Me: HAPPY EAST COAST NEW YEAR! :D

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: HAPPY NEW YEAR~

[Vanessa]

Me: *glomp*
Rosaline: *singsong* Oh, Cecil. :3
Me: *shakes head*

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Cecil: Shall we celebrate? ;)
Me: *glomp*

watching Merlin.

[Vanessa]

Me: Same. I love it. <3
Rosaline: You know it.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: <3 Gwen and Merlin. XD
Cecil: ;) come--
Me: It's not midnight here. :3

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Oh god, I know, right?
Rosaline: But it's past twelve over here.
Me: It's forty past. You know the rule.
Rosaline: What rule?
Me: The forty past rule. I just made it up. XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me; xD <3 the two of them.

I wanna RP Cecil.

[Vanessa]

Me: Right? xD
I'm going to use the forty past rule on someone else and see how they react.
"Have you folded your laundry?
No. Of course not.
What makes you say that?
The forty past rule."

Bruce or Rosaline?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD brilliant.

Ummm. Bruce?

[Vanessa]

Me: It applies to everything now.

Alright. Dorms?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: so long as its forty after :3

Sure. ^^

[Vanessa]

Me: In seven minutes it will be in effect. xD

Me or you first?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD fort after~

Can you?

[Vanessa]

Me: dang, I missed it. XD I was doing air bicycles.

Yep.

[Vanessa]

Me: PROBLEM: There are no dorms. xD