Jan 11, 2012
♥ (You know... for the hell of it.)
You don't have to make excuses, little bunny. If you want to kiss me, all you have to do is ask~
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♥ (You know... for the hell of it.)
You don't have to make excuses, little bunny. If you want to kiss me, all you have to do is ask~
To Pipsqueak:
To little Bunny:
I sure do~
Be a good boy for Tiger till I come home, ok?
Since you can't hurt me, I can confess. Yes. I was the one that started that fire 2 years ago causing half your house to burn down.
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When this is all over, I am beating your ass into the ground.
That copy machine is still out to get me. I've taken the little one with me and I'm currently hiding somewhere safe. I'll send you the coordinates in an encrypted data message. Don't worry, old man. I'm safe. Tiger's with me, too and something tells me that if someone tries to hurt me, he'll snap their spines.
My goodness, this copier is starting to become something a handful, isn't it?
Be safe, little bunny.
darkourobunny started following you
One could only wonder the prowess behind it all~assuming there was any at all reasoning within the creation of such beasts. The dark side of humanity knew how to create just as much as the light side of the human condition. Bred from the environment of suffering, such imperfections infected with negative intentions was intoxicating to the senses to detect. It left a bad taste in his mouth, one that he couldn't hope to relief with the ability to wipe his superficial sensors clean of the spiteful sensitive affect fluttering over him.
Why are you here? The words were nearly breathed through a mouth that almost nearly opened, yet did not, for reasons so impartial to the act of wasted recreational amusement. For that's all it would be if he entertained you with your presence, ~recreational amusement, nothing of productive intent. He minded himself that he was almost better off just not bothering mostly if at all~ one could only assume at that moment, he did perhaps change his mind.
"What brings you here? Existing so late within the hour of mankind?" Most foul of tastes, it still was given to him, and he still sensed it. Perhaps he could destroy you, he almost imagined no one would miss your presence. You certainty did not seem to build what was his integrated scenario of what would be the path markers for a perfect revolution within the next three centuries. Impulse driven to respond to you as he did, he held his breath, no need for such a thing either way, and awaited a response.
-gropes and runs away-
OI. I'M NOT UNDER THAT DAMN SPELL ANYMORE. GET BACK HERE.
Ahahaha! Can I touch 'em?
Shut up.
Is that anyway to talk to a lady?