assassinofasmodean: German or Russian? owo
noooooope~ /flies away and laughs
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assassinofasmodean: German or Russian? owo
noooooope~ /flies away and laughs
i threw my arms up again because assassinofasmodean
i really need to stop being so excited
assassinofasmodean Has Come Into The Throne Room
...Was this Kyle? No, he looked much older than the last time he saw him... And Kyle didn't dress like that... At least not anymore...
"...Kyle, is that you?"
[ [4:55:18 PM] Sparkie: ...
[4:55:24 PM] Sparkie: we can torch Venomania's house
[4:55:36 PM] sennarinrin ♡(*´﹃`*) 【 flandre 】: with him inside right
[4:55:43 PM] Sparkie: of course
[4:55:59 PM] sennarinrin ♡(*´﹃`*) 【 flandre 】: aw yeah venomania bbq
[4:56:09 PM] Sparkie: we are not eating him afterwards
[4:56:45 PM] sennarinrin ♡(*´﹃`*) 【 flandre 】: i hear goat meat isn't that bad
[4:57:00 PM] Sparkie: ...
but why am i laughing so hard ]
assassinofasmodean has kicked the cage
"Hey!" Wolf snapped when someone tripped over the corner of her cage, sending it sliding across the lab floor.
This man didn't look like a whitecoat, so Wolf got closer, clutching the bars, looking up at him. "How did you get into the School? They don't exactly allow visitors, sir..."
You have encountered a CUNNING ARISTOCRAT
Blue-haired people. Blue-haired people everywhere. She was getting sick of the colour already.
Who was this person? Certainly another bastard son of Kyle's father. It was surprising that Mother hasn't given the order to assassinate him, like the other half-and-bastard siblings.
At least he didn't look like a pushover.
lordvenomania, ellukaclockworker, assassinofasmodean, and daughter-of-white arrived at the Gates of Hell
The cloaked woman whirled around, glaring at all the people who had suddenly appeared in her office. "For the other MotHY's sake, what is going on up there?" She sighed, her hand going up to her forehead. "Do line up, all of you—assuming that you are dead. I shall need your name and occupation, unless you are carrying a Vessel of Sin, in which case go down to the circle corresponding. Oh, and sign here."