Test Subject #1

ihavenoideahowtofixthisplac-blog

Deal! No insults, no power mad me, nothing. Promise. I’ll be on my best behaviour!

{He didn’t even think about any of that when he asked— and if he had he probably would have thought twice. Human emotions being what they were, he should have predicted it would take more than a few days to be forgiven for a murder attempt. Several, actually.

Humans.

He stood up and rubbed his hands together.}

I uh— I saw a nice room when I was walking around earlier. Pretty empty, but it had a few tables and chairs in it. Uh.. This way.

{He pointed towards a corridor, and thankfully knew where he was going. A map of the place was one thing he’d remembered to.. remember, so he never got lost again.}

#gomen for lAME reply babe #♥♥♥#ihavenoideahowtofixthisplace

[She followed him, but made sure she was ready for anything that he might do. This was very confusing for her. He was so convincing, yet a voice in her head told her not to trust him.

Something about that also sort of.. attracted her? She had a strange feeling when looking at him. She wanted to punch him right in the face and lock him in a room with nothing but an exact replica of himself yet at the same time she wanted to become best friends with him for life.

Even though neither was really appropriate in this situation, she still liked the thought of them. Maybe she could do either of them once. Or both. Depends.]

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/dies

holyajskndajf

i was JUST RE-READING OUR RPS THE OTHER NIGHT-]

{ ;;w;;

r-really?? ohmygod}

[yeah dkskasd

i

there are so many sad ones /soBS]

#maybe. if i remember the password...#i can... log on again...#*outofcake

{ it was like 95% sad and 5% slightly fluffy/happy but i loved it alwAYS }

{ 1 away from 50

//narrows eyes// }

[asdfajkdnajfknakjnsdgksenfjfk

/dies

holyajskndajf

i was JUST RE-READING OUR RPS THE OTHER NIGHT-]

#i REALLY MISS RPIGN W U LIEK SRSLY #*outofcake

{ ;;w;;

r-really?? ohmygod}

galaxiah

He makes things easier.

#scr emaing

{ sometimes i miss rping as sarah jane but then i remember i had nobody to rp with so…. .. ……….. … ………….. }

[wait

WAIT

MY SARAH JANE

/HUGS FOREVER/]

#I KNOW ITS U #I SAW U BEING ON AND I........#*outofcake

{ //HUGS YOU AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH//}

[hmm oAo

chrome what are you doing

chrome go home you’re drunk]

#i could make a really lame one if u want omg #*outofcake

{ omgf i kR }

{ sometimes i miss rping as sarah jane but then i remember i had nobody to rp with so.... .. ........... ... .............. }

#*outofcake #MOANS #continues life

[google isn’t working for me and i don’t know how to handle this

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i can’t google it to find out what’s wrong]

{ try using another browser u w u

i have the same problem but only on google chrome... omg }

winchesternotalosechester

+testsubjectnumberone

Dean took notice of the individual as she approached him. What strange attire she wore—a jumpsuit with an unfamiliar logo on it. Was this individual perhaps from some sort of confined facility or prison?

Of course, he had to comment on it. He couldn’t help but point out his observations.

“Nice jumpsuit. Where’ you from?”

#its ok #i ve had exactly the same #actually omfg #uwu #also gomen i dont have gifs #winchesternotalosechester

Often people wouldn't really say anything about what she was wearing, rather about the gun that she was carrying around. But she didn't mind, i n fact -- she preferred not to be asked about the portal gun.

"Aperture Science.", Chell said, inspecting the man standing in front of her. He seemed friendly enough. But so did Wheatley. And what he did still angers her on occasion.

"Uhm.. could you perhaps tell me where this place is?", she asked hesitantly.

{ Hello uwu }

{ Back }

{ Brb. }