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archer. ubw / fgo.

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testing

yes

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very big voice

small so small

making a list

checking it

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ill do my drafts when im fucing deceased

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heres a POST

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i dont know where my fucking page 2 arrow is

[kingshitnerd-blog]

"But, I like evil organizations…. They’re always… bad and breaking the law. I wanna break the law.

                          Breaking the law sounds pretty fun, to be honest.”

And, there is a clueless boy right here, because he doesn’t see anything wrong with this. 

No sir.

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"It's kinda fun at first but then you realize that a lotta bad things are goin' on and the people are really mean and everyone treats you like you're worthless."

"You think you get to join bad Teams and be hot shit, but it's more like... cold shit. Gazpacho shit." That metaphor.. really doesn't make sense. She grabs the guy's cheeks. Squishes. Because that's how you convince people of things, right? With manhandling. "If you gotta break the law, just do it on your own 'cause Teams end baaaadly."

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dontcallmeawitch started following you

"Hey, hey. You're in Magma, right?"

"So, so, are you capable of giving me a coherent explanation on why summoning Groudon isn't a. Uh. Incredibly horrible idea?" She doesn't get it.       What's the good side of droughts.             Droughts suck.

[unquestionableloyalty]

Well, that wasn’t the most eloquent greeting Archer had ever received, nor the most accurate, but he would take what he could get. He assumed the stranger- or were they a stranger? He couldn’t quite tell- was at least familiar with who he was, otherwise he doubted she would be reacting in such a manner to his appearance. Oh well; it wasn’t as if he was exactly unaccustomed to being feared.

"Unfortunately, unless you’re a stand-up comedian, I doubt there is much monetary gain to be found in making puns." The Executive said dryly. "Particularly if they happen to be of the terrible variety."

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Close, Archer, but no cigar. Maybe half a cigar. "I wasn't exactly after mooooonetary gain, more like...." she trails off, gesturing vaguely before she can hunt down the words again. "I dunno, like a high five and then you skip off somewhere else to not cause problems."

Somehow, that seems unlikely. But a girl can dream. "The best puns are terrible puns, don't you know anything about jokes?" She'll put twenty bucks on the answer being negative. Aaand go.

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unquestionableloyalty

"Aw, tits." Pchela knows that face and somehow she gets the feeling that is miiight not bode well for her. Oh, Rocket. Why are you all so... punchable-looking. And vaguely ominous. And something she's trying hard to avoid so she doesn't get roped back in.

"Hey, hey, how about you tell me that you came here for bad puns. Instead of, you know       crime.              I can supply bad puns.                    Less so on the crime approval front."

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"Don't go making googly eyes at Rocket members, ya useless pastrami--!!        That's a bad plan!"

Someone's passionate about that. It's this chick.