Jun 28, 2014
(John)[txt] hows ur ankle doin
[txt] fine <3 thanks for asking! i did fall pretty hard today
[txt] how are youuu
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(John)[txt] hows ur ankle doin
[txt] fine <3 thanks for asking! i did fall pretty hard today
[txt] how are youuu
Δ What's the most obscure object you've ever used during sex?
Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character
Rate: 6/10
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Ai'm not sure... Ai' don't really use objects. B{Y
Ai' did one time 'ave some gun play, zat was pretty interesting. Just simple slapping, zough,
falconsniper a réagi à votre billet :Ai’ hate summer. Mosquitoes ‘ave killed my...
Shave yer legs with lemon-flavored body-butter. They won’t bite ya no more.
Ai' zink Ai'll just stay inside, actually...
falconsniper joined the fire
The pyrotechnic aimed his weapon for the mercenary, starting to move toward the opposing target.
-terrible impersonation of a generic french accent- I am a giant preencess and every man in a 50 yard radius needs to be vying for me. Also buy me panties and cute hosiery.
IMPERSONATE ME IN MY INBOX I WANNA SEE WHAT YOU GUYS RETAIN FROM ALL MY SHITTY POSTS
.... Ai' second ze last part.
Kissed. (I'm not even sorry.)
Send 'Kissed', and I’ll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my muse reacts!
11. Collarbone
[Lysandre pursed his lips, giving the man a long stare. Well, he was gonna get a face full of feathers, that was clear. The former Spy tilted his head, afraid to even ask where the other's collarbone was.]
Erm... Zis is gonna be a little strange, but uh..
[He took a few steps towards the man, leaning down to his height, and paused. Boy this was... gonna be awkward, for him, anyway. Raising a hand, he'd rest it on the splice's shoulder, then set the promised kiss to where he thought the collarbone was, behind the mess of feathers. After he pulled away, he'd wipe his lips.]
Jeou better not 'ave bugs.
[He added jokingly, with a smile.]
(≚ᄌ≚)ƵƵ (I've been debating doing this for the past hour. It should be funny. He's warm as a furnace fyi)
SEND ME A (≚ᄌ≚)ƵƵ FOR MY CHARACTER’S REACTION TO YOURS CRAWLING INTO BED WITH THEM.
The Frenchman felt a looming presence growing closer behind him, till it caused his rest place to shift in the distributed weight, he’d turn in his position to see who it had been, only to spot… bird man- no, that wasn’t his name. “Uhm… Jeou could at least take me to dinner first, sheesh.” He teased, a grin along his lips. Squirming closer to the splice, he’d casually set a hand to his feathered torso. “Ai’ hope jeou know jeou aren’t leaving now, too soft, and warm.” Commence clinging in 3… 2…. 1.
falconsniper started following you
The one worst thing for a fish in the desert was a bird of prey. This moment was no different, even if Aime had the safety of the pipes behind him. Already spotted by the winged creature-- a falcon, perhaps-- he made no move to run just yet, posture defensive should the newcomer decide he seemed like a good snack.
"Are you feral?"