pk-punk reblogged your post anonymous said:all the people sho... and added:
// you forgot pigmasksailor, and dough and david
(point is, SO MANY CHARACTERS)
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pk-punk reblogged your post anonymous said:all the people sho... and added:
// you forgot pigmasksailor, and dough and david
(point is, SO MANY CHARACTERS)
// tag y u break
Oh my god, pk-punk's cursor is.....the best thing like ever. It sparkles when you move. It. Sparkles! Could you possibly ask for anymore?!
PERFECT REASON TO GO FOLLOW HER, EH?! :D
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// that’s probably the shit psi!eden hears
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Working at a local restaurant with a bar, Ariette sat patiently at the counter, bored out of her mind. She had thought, with all the thugs coming in and out of this town like refuse through a pipe, that she would find useful information for herself here, but instead, she found herself alone in a place only occupied by her. Sighing, she resigned herself to this and began to make plans to try again, until someone walked in. A rather plain-looking someone, but there was something off about their arm. It appeared to be made of... was that latex? Hmm. Not necessarily a lead, but definitely worth talking to. It was better than giving up hope entirely.
Giving a small wave of her gloved hand, she smiled gently at the potential customer.
"Hello. And what might I get for you today?" She asked, her voice raspy and weak from the day's silence.
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