#decorisonos

[laochxfella-archive]

decoris-onos replied to your post:Purple, Pink. :P

Nonsense. You are beautiful because I said so.

"Don't make me pout at you. Cause ah will. It won't be pretty either."

[laochxfella-archive]

Purple, Pink. :P

~Pink - I rather like your face

~Purple - You’re hotter than the southern hemisphere

"Awww...You are too sweet, ice cream buddy." Stephen grinned out and gave Shawn a playful wink. "Though ah can easily say tha same about you, love. But add in tha factor that ya are way more beautiful than ah'll ever be."

[xaprlee-archive-blog]

decoris-onos replied to your post:

Oh yeah. I keep forgetting about little miss pretty pale Brit. She still following you around like a lost puppy?

Not this week. But then Battleground is in about a week. We'll see what happens.

[xaprlee-archive-blog]

decoris-onos replied to your post:

Oh, the one with the bad weave? -chuckles- Smeared lipstick doesn’t look so bad on you though. I mean, if it’s smeared correctly. Don’t worry about her. Between you and Naomi, her days are numbered.

Right across my freaking cheek. Right across it. She's a target. And I'm not even gonna go there because Naomi has that covered. I have Paige to worry about.

[decoris-onos-deactivated2014071]

[text;——Not David Bowie] Tch, fine, fine. I will grab a quick shower. You’ve left me little choice in the matter anyway. It will be your own fault if I look like a wet dog. -Princess Michaels

[feathersofsilver-blog]

[[to Grumpy:]]You know you threw a ball as high I apologise to hit it down. [[to Grumpy:]] It would be lovely to see you wet. [[to Grumpy:]] However sadly, I am not to be there. This will be solely about you. [[to Grumpy:]] Oh yes, passport. You'll need a passport.

[feathersofsilver-blog]

☎☎

Send “☎” for a rushed text.

[[to Lady in white:]] I hope you aren’t doing anything.[[to Lady in white:]] Because you will be picked up in an hour. Have fun.

[cenationarmyleader]

LOL oh Shawny. I would take up that offer.

[assilat-vojjor]

             He could hear the sounds of the children chained deep within the bowels of the Earth, fighting against their shackles and calling out for someone to save them to release them from the darkness they were trapped within.... It made his heartache, and a growl tear from his throat that his kin was trapped and locked away by someone they viewed as their mother.  The elder stopped the sound easily enough as he reached the stone steps of the so called Queen's audience chamber pushing all those who stood before him out of his way.  The rules of mortals and their thoughts of waiting to be summoned brushed off easily.  Soon enough he stood before the so called monarch, his red eyes blazing as he looked up at her staring her down.