#orderoftheages

[semperinfernales]

@orderoftheages

Years have passed since the Avatar’s death. News of their death has yet to reach beyond the palace walls, and a very select few know that they're gone. The search for the new Avatar hasn't been going well, and only the most trusted officers have been tasked with searching. 

Thomas walks down the hall towards the large doors that proudly display the insignia of the Fire Nation. He approaches and slows to a stop with his hands behind his back and his posture straight. The doors open, and he peers into the throne room till he hears the Fire Lord's voice beckoning him inside.

Slowly, Thomas enters the throne room and strides towards the other side of the room with a practiced grace. He stops before the throne and lowers himself to the floor in a bow. "My Lord." Then, after a moment, Thomas stands. "You wished to see me?"

[mauerfrau]

// @singingfreedom @orderoftheages

Guys, guys, what if we called it...The Fight of the McDoubles?

[kyokkou]

"Picking today, of all days, to show up here... If you’re going to mock me, at least let me get something to entertain myself with in the meantime while I ignore it."

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[canadianidiot]

@orderoftheages:  Freddie does not feel his arm--that'd be indulging him, and the last thing Alfred needs is further fucking indulgence. "Your unparalled ability to be an instatiable fat fuck honestly astounds me every day. Kudos to you."

With Freddie refusing to do so, Al just shoves his arm further into his face. “Your unparalleled intellectual fuckboy-ness using big words to make yourself feel better astounds me, so kudos dude.” The arm is in his face. It is there. Feel it, Freddie.

 “Why use many word when few word do trick?”

[canadianidiot]

Is it roast Freddie o’clock? I want in.

Man is so tense that you could cut diamonds between his eyebrows.

[canadianidiot]

"Have you gotten /fatter/ since I last saw you? How is that even possible?"

a:

“I’ve been ripping FAT reps in the gym, if that’s what you mean.” He flexes his arm. “Go on, feel it. Are you feeling it now Mr. Krabs? Art thou?”

He pauses .......”But like I’ve been eating a lot more McDonalds so probably.” He shrugs. He knows he’d lose it. “Call me Big Mac Daddy.”