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"Wait, you're a batter aren't you?"
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purificationisprogress
"Wait, you're a batter aren't you?"
(( CAN I GET AN OOC HELLO?? ))
aH OKAY
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[xxx] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[xxxx] Be confused
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[xxxx] mAYBE
[] Sure.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[] Sure.
[xxxxxxxxxxxx] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[xxxxx] mAYBE I DON'T KNOW
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
wow
You are my:[x] Acquaintance [] Friend[] Stranger[] Boyfriend/Girlfriend[] Love Interest[] Best Friend[] Enemy[] Nemesis[] Other
I think you’re:[] Ugly[xxxx] Ok[] Pretty[] Beautiful[] Gorgeous[] Sexy[] Hot
We should:[] Fight[] Fuck[] Kiss[] Make love [] Text[] Watch films[xxxx] Speak, I suppose...
I:[] Like You[] Hate You[] Love You[xxxx] Think you’re alright.
I secretly:[] Hate You[] Love You[] Like You[] Dislike You[xxxxxxxx] Think You’re still alright.
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purificationisprogress replied to your post:What if spectres can possess the dead. What if...
(( Dude that is brilliant. I love it. ))
A spectre possesses some sugar and makes all the grains arrange themselves into creepy messages to scare people.]]
//Is it still possible to get a baby?//
1x1x1 (CLOSED W/ PURIFICATIONISPROGRESS)
It'd taken a little bit, but he'd mostly gotten the hang of crawling about and hopping. The poor peddler had entirely stopped wearing his sweater for the time being, however, since he was tired of it weighing on him. At the moment, he was eating meat on his bed, having completely given up on trying to keep from touching his food and water-- he needed it, and if he was secreting slime, it couldn't hurt him too much. Not to mention that it wasn't nearly as bad as when he'd been stressing out so hard about it. When he was relaxed and calm, it was only a single, thin layer to keep his skin moist. He could live with that, he supposed.
M!A: The Merovingian for two weeks (or one if two is too long)
//I FUCKING KNEW IT. I KNEW SOMEONE WOULD CHOOSE THIS ONE! It’s not a bad thing, though. I'll try it out for a week-- If I like it, then I'll wear it for another week. //
The Merovingian:Your Muse is a narcissist smooth-talker with a thirst for power. The world is theirs for the taking; riches, fine things and status of the highest authority will be sought after. Muse is also keen on finding their own Persephone to rule beside, for what better trophy than that of someone unattainable?
Elikal hadn’t changed physically from when he was in the shower, but he felt a bit more… Shall we say, cunning? Then usual. His face hadn’t changed, but he felt his mind shift into a different gear, one more suited to his wants and desires. The bat he carried was his weapon for attaining what he wanted— Power, revenge, and most of all, people to bow. A cheshire-like smile was now on his lips, the puppet free to move without his Puppeteer’s approval.A dark chuckle left his lips. “Well, this is going to be fun, now isn’t it?”