@trustedclaymore
"Chimera's Weapons of Mass Enjoyment: Firecrackers are for suckers, we got the good stuff."
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@trustedclaymore
"Chimera's Weapons of Mass Enjoyment: Firecrackers are for suckers, we got the good stuff."
-drops off a cute bag full of cookies- [the tag read; Have a nice day!]
”Ohh, don’ min’ if I do!” Manicured nails plucked the bowtie from the decorated package, spilling its generous contents onto the table. ”Now wich one’a y’all is firs’?” the black woman spoke to herself, knowing full well people in the vicinity could possibly think she was more sociopathic than normal. Stuck a chocolate chip one in her mouth and grunted through the cookie, “Imma have ta call her back!”
-hands over a cute pink bag with ribbons, filled with baked goods.- [the tag reads; For my one and only Master.]
[ eyes go find her feminine figure standing before his eyes, a curious stare is thrown at her before taking the pink back into his hands. he actually checks what's inside before everything else, when he finds there food, appreciation shows on his facial features. ]
❝ shit that's a lot of stuff, Reb -- for me? ❞
[ he then looks the outside of the bag, all that pink confusing him at first, then he finds the tag. ]
❝ heh. thanks. ❞
trustedclaymore replied to your post: sms The ugly one: Hey! I gotta joke for you! What's a sword's favorite type of music??
sms The ugly one: Yeah loser, you got it right [/mood ruined] [/puffs out chest]
To: gaudy girl
heh. nice try why did the calander write its will
sms The ugly one: Hey! I gotta joke for you! What's a sword's favorite type of music??
To: gaudy girl
uh... metal??? cause swords and stuff
-trips and falls-
[ — good mighty lord of hell help me. ]
eyelashes bump against the pale cheeks and a sigh goes past the parted lips; not sure, a hand goes forward to her, offering — ‘help’?
"I’m not going to bring you to the hospital of swords so please be okay."
trustedclaymore replied to your post “¦ yeah, I’ll be back soon. Duty calls.”
"You said duty! Teeheehee"
"That's real mature."
-gently brushes hair-
....--SIIIIIGH. Y'know, what? Fine. .. but the second he starts seein' white chunks comin' out- this is so over.