"Hey Alt, what are you doing now?" "Reading my story on armorgames. It's called the Neverending Story." "How could it never end if it only ends up being four lines?" "Read it closely." 0.o
Jezz: 0_0 CARTER? WHERES CARTER?! Skye: Errmm... *points at Carter* Carter: ARGHH nom NOM! *smashes MJ over the head with Thor* Jezz: No Carter! Give him back! Skye: Oh my goodness... *grabs popcorn*
SP: -arrives in Alaska- "Sooo... sorry about that, I am a little weight sensitive..." P: "Cool, Alaska!" SP: "Erm.. sure kid." SP: "Uh oh..." -morphs- Owyn: "Shit." Owyn: "I hope you like Alaska..."
*peeks into thread again* Oh, yes, of course. Think of it as gift art anyway. Not best I could do, but I am lazy and stuff. But I need werewolf practice anyway > > *disappears from thread-opening again*
Skye: Grrr wheres that darn Jalex. Jezz: ... sleeping? Skye: Hmm, dreaming of ways to irritate me further no doubt. Jezz: Or.. just dreaming about kittens... Skye: YES! Squashing kittens... the sick twisted little kid. Jezz: Uhm.. well you thought of it. That makes you sick and twisted. Skye: SHUT. UP. *eyes glow red*
N: Glowing red? Never a good sign...to humans that is. D: Jalex has been issued a warning...we shall wait now. N: Fie! That scoundrel better answer...The Brethen are waiting...and they are hungry... D: Fresh Jackson pie anyone?
Jezz: Skye's just evil. Pure evil. Skye: Say WHAT?! Jezz: *whimpers* nothing... Skye: Hey Nich, if you're a servant of the moon and Jezz is a servant of the sun, does that mean you're (im)mortal enemies? Or like, rulers of this earth or... something like that... Jezz: *shrugs* I don't know how it works, I just live with it.
N: The Moon...it revolves...around the Sun...Nay we are not enemies... D: The vampires on the other hand need help in their self-destruction process. N: Glad to oblige D.
Jezz: Ahhh. What are you talking about? Vampires? self-destuction? Skye: I've never liked them you know. Horrible race. They have no self control. They have so many flaws. Jezz: Coming from you, lowly human?! You're mortal! Skye: ARE YOU- ARE YOU PATRONISING ME?! *rises and swells as big as a tree* Jezz: Oh my- Skye: NOT SO SNOBBISH NOW, ARE YOU?! *hair turns to snakes, they writhe and hiss on her shoulders* Jezz: Oh. No. *flies away* Ever dealt with one of these, Nich?
-------------- On another note; why do we manage to take over so many threads that arn't ours? Ha.
N: Pity there are so few left... D: The Brethen have done a good job over the Centuries. N: Medusas...make tasty game. Their gaze...merely tingles our hides. D: We are Lycans after all.
Jezz: And they think they're a match for me, Nich, Thor and Skye? Skye: *towering* Let them TRY! They take one look at me.. they're dead. Jezz: *squeezes eyes tightly shut* Mmhm and I think someone needs to take out Skye, she scares me. Alot.
