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the "J" in Maximillion J. Pegasus stands for
Twitter quotes + Pegasus
I have rarely seen such truth.
PEGASUS! I must ask you...face up, face down, attack, or DEFENSE?!
It doesn’t matter what you choose. All your cunning strategies, all the tricks you’ve tried look like merely child’s play to MY MILLENIUM EYEEEEEE!
This is an important message.
One of those mandatory reblog. Because, Leslie Jones. Enuf said
Matcha fruity crepe layer cake. So pretty!
@shadowgodling replied to your post: "Hey there handsome." Dal slid on in next to him,...
// Dals totally gonna steal from him lol
//it will be so easy, too XD just enable his drinking habits and he’ll probably help him carry his spoils out, and wave him farewell saying “Come visit again!”
"Like I fuckin know. I'm not picky, I'll swallow anything that gets in my mouth." Dal grinned and turned his bottle up for a swig as thought it were common whiskey or beer. "Bottom's up, Good Looking."
“Good gracious, there’s a better way!” Pegasus exclaimed in near distress. He hurriedly stood and retrieved a red wine glass, returning to snatch the bottle from Dal and pour a healthy amount into the glass. “Don’t you know, wine can taste amazing if you drink it correctly. I will teach you.”
Taking up his own glass, he swirled the dark red liquid in a circular motion, before lifting it to his face and sniffing deeply. “Swirl and sniff,” he said, “that comes first. Then, breathe in just as you fill your mouth with wine, let it cover your whole tongue, and then breath out through your nose as you swallow. Like so.” He demonstrated, and let out a pleased sigh. “Ah, yes, you experience a multitude more flavor this way than you can simply chugging it.”
He lifted his glass, in toast, to Dal. “And now, to you, my fine fellow.”
The prince glared disdainfully as he wined. Ignored the cries of the ladies thus fined. Soft pleas sweet as honey. For they lacked all money. He had the maids imprisoned as he dined. .... ^^" I hope ... I hope this somewhat makes up for the failure from before? ^^"
“Well it certainly was a MUCH better work than your last. Why, it even had a twist ending. I rather enjoyed this one! You’re forgiven, Anon-boy.”
"Hey there handsome." Dal slid on in next to him, nasty smirk on his face and a bottle of red in his hand. "See you been having a few. Mind if I join you, /steal/ a bit of your time?~"
“A fellow wine-drinker? Why of course~! How can I possibly say no?” Pegasus was either too tipsy to heed the internal warning that this one bode certain trouble, or he simply didn’t care. “I’ve already started, but it’s never too late to join the party. What did you bring, my fellow silver-haired villain in fabulous eye make-up?”
A prince of crimson attire and silver tresses. Did deeply frown at lasses in tacky dresses. So repulsed and ashamed. At these maidens thus lamed. He passed a decree aimed to punish these messes. ^^"
“Oooooo, I like this story, do continue~!”
Ah, I'm afraid ... I'm afraid I'm simply not one deserving of sparkles and glamour; I'm far too hackneyed an individual, a mere peon in your presence. ^^" !! And my own lengthy locks could not ever possibly hope to compete with those immaculate argentine tresses of yours; how I do envy those tamed tresses! And .... *cocks a brow at the other, gradually noticing something's a wee bit off in his behavior before eyeing a few empty glasses to the side* Uh, forgive me but ... are you quite all right?
“Never better~!” The praise made his already inflated opinion of himself rise even further. Sparkles shone as he tossed his hair with a dainty flip of his hand. “Never you mind those glasses, I haven’t had nearly enough sangria to affect me.”
He’d had.
To the mun however I leave not a boot to the head. Nor a rabid tasmanian devil but wishes for a glorious new year!
//and to you, a fabulous new year full of dreams come true!
“If you so much as THINK about sending a rabid tasmanian devil my way I’ll---”
//*shoves him aside*
Violets are blue, roses are red. I bequeathed unto you a boot to the head! *Throws boot at*
“NoooooooooOOOoooooo, not my beautiful face!”
!! *gasps* /Sparkles/? Admittedly I am no fashion expert and ... I fully acknowledge your current reign as the Pharaoh of Fabulousness but wouldn't all this .... wouldn't all these little addendums make me appear ... well you know, a tad ridiculous given my current all-black ensemble? What, should I now also have an ostentatious pink bow adorning the top of my head as well? ... Is this all a sort of punishment for that admittedly lackluster rhyme parody? :|
“SPARKLES, Anon-boy, sparkles are little bits glamour you can dust yourself with. But come now, I may reign supreme, but I’m no pharaoh. I prefer Princess of Power, or Your Fabulousness, if you please.”
“As for the “ridiculous” and “admittedly lackluster rhyme parody”, if the boot fits, my dear, feel free to lace that bitch up and wear it.”
*she pouts* >:| Monseigneur Pegasus, this sticker simply does /not/ coincide with my present apparel or appearance! Hmph! And to so audaciously slap the condescending decoration on the part of my cheek in proximity to my locks. I swear if this mythical equestrian somehow gets entangled in my hair in the process of removal I shall be very upset indeed! And I'll have you know, good sir, that I can be a most formidable opponent. :| *may or may not appear a tad hurt by the words*
“Tut-tut, my dear, eventually you will come to understand... rainbows and unicorns are NEVER out of style, and they can only improve your outfit. Now, add some sparkles, and you’ll be all set! Besides, it’s a ribbon, not a sticker.”
He’s completely oblivious to her offense, either that, or thinks it’s just silly and therefore, ignores it. Such is his way.