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❝ Oh for the love of ― Rassilon's sake, do you mind?
I was this close to busting my high score wide open.
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+ civitasferri, thefirstmydear, aprofoundduplicity fell through the hole
❝ Oh for the love of ― Rassilon's sake, do you mind?
I was this close to busting my high score wide open.
◉ ( From Ego, I'm on the wrong account >_> )
My character shows yours a mysterious button a stranger gave them and told them not to press it under ANY circumstances. If your character couldn’t resist the temptation, send me ◉.
13. our characters are suddenly transported to a desert island with nothing but the clothes on our backs and what’s in our pockets
Clint looked over at the other, the warning couldn't even finish getting over his lips as the other had already pressed the button. He flinched as something happened and the room was filling with white smoke, a weird feeling rising inside of him as he glared at Tony."Stark, what the fuck did you do?!", he shouted, feeling a weird pull and stretch, and he closed his eyes tightly, afraid to watch what was about to happen.
After a short while of feeling the pulling and stretching, he felt it vanishing, blinking slowly as he felt a warm breeze on his skin instead. After a moment of blinking against bright sunlight, he opened his eyes, staring at the sight in front of him.
They were on an island.
Definitely.
There was sand on the ground and sea in front of him.
And an engineer next to him."You're so dead, Stark."
#ladytesseract#lol he thinks he is in charge but he isn't
//this is seriously Tess's dynamic with nearly everyone. She's always pulling the strings but almost always lets her manipulatee think they are.
Except maybe in my ego-verse because with that Tony it's just this constant battle for being "in charge" and in control and it pisses her off to no end and that is why i love it.
"Mister Stark?
"Good afternoon sir. I have a few documents that need your signature."
civitasferri said: don’t play flappy bird you’ll either get aggravated or addicted and neither of those are good > n>
So I downloaded the game, pressed tap when it told me to and waited -- I have no idea at all about this game. And I didn't realise the game had started/was expecting a countdown and then died.
The splat sort of echoes in my ear for a bit and I stare and then just -- huh.
Blooming Tea
"And you're sure this is legal?", Bruce asked, his gaze on the pot with the flower blooming inside the water, tinting it in a light yellow, that sure didn't look like anything Bruce would like to drink. But it smelled good, at least from his seat. The questioning gaze hitting the engineer was still there, because honestly? He trusted Tony to do many things - staying legal wasn't one of them.
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Mr Stark.
civitasferri said: >_> depends on what you’re praying for. make it poetic with words that resemble the radiance of “the Lord our God” and stuff. I did that back when I was in private school so I know where you are right now LOL
//Well, we went over types of prayer in class the other day and now I have to take all four of those types and turn them into one, giant, page-long prayer.
The first section is adoration, then contrition, then thanksgiving, and, finally, petition.
At the thanksgiving part, I'm probably going to end up just saying, "Thank you, God, for puppies and kittens and cake..."
I mean, back in grade school, since I still went to a Catholic school then, my teachers always did small activies where we wrote our own prayers, but I haven't done this since the third grade. I was bad at it then and I'm bad at it now...