"Then so can you. I would be happy to work along side you though."
“Fine. What happens when you use spin?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then so can you. I would be happy to work along side you though."
“Fine. What happens when you use spin?”
"Nothing personally."
He spins a coin on his finger, not exactly doing a true spin but rotating quite quickly “How is this?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then so can you. I would be happy to work along side you though."
“Fine. What happens when you use spin?”
"Nothing personally."
He spins a coin on his finger, not exactly doing a true spin but rotating quite quickly “How is this?”
Niverde watches the coin "Good. The ratio isn't perfect though."
“So how do I improve the ratio?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then so can you. I would be happy to work along side you though."
“Fine. What happens when you use spin?”
"Nothing personally."
He spins a coin on his finger, not exactly doing a true spin but rotating quite quickly “How is this?”
Niverde watches the coin "Good. The ratio isn't perfect though."
“So how do I improve the ratio?”
"Like I said, I don't know. Only my stand can do it."
“You are impressively useless.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
All hit. “Sorry. I have a job to do. It’s not personal. ATTACK!” Tie Your Mother Down begins attempting to burrow into Cleandro’s skin. Attack: 12 Damage: 15
He avoids the attack and sheaths his blade “Then this isn’t personal” . Damage: 1091011
All hit. “Sorry. I have a job to do. It’s not personal. ATTACK!” Tie Your Mother Down begins attempting to burrow into Cleandro’s skin. Attack: 12 Damage: 15
He avoids the attack and sheaths his blade “Then this isn’t personal” . Damage: 1091011
Patrizio looks really bad now. Gashes cover his body. He groans. “I should’ve just told him I was busy… luckily, I always carry a spare rope.” He suddenly throws a rusty length of iron rope at Cleandro, attempting to wrench the sword out of his hand. 15
All hit. “Sorry. I have a job to do. It’s not personal. ATTACK!” Tie Your Mother Down begins attempting to burrow into Cleandro’s skin. Attack: 12 Damage: 15
He avoids the attack and sheaths his blade “Then this isn’t personal” . Damage: 1091011
Patrizio looks really bad now. Gashes cover his body. He groans. “I should’ve just told him I was busy… luckily, I always carry a spare rope.” He suddenly throws a rusty length of iron rope at Cleandro, attempting to wrench the sword out of his hand. 24
All hit. “Sorry. I have a job to do. It’s not personal. ATTACK!” Tie Your Mother Down begins attempting to burrow into Cleandro’s skin. Attack: 12 Damage: 15
He avoids the attack and sheaths his blade “Then this isn’t personal” . Damage: 1091011
Patrizio looks really bad now. Gashes cover his body. He groans. “I should’ve just told him I was busy… luckily, I always carry a spare rope.” He suddenly throws a rusty length of iron rope at Cleandro, attempting to wrench the sword out of his hand. 24
He grips the blade tightly. 30
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
All hit. “Sorry. I have a job to do. It’s not personal. ATTACK!” Tie Your Mother Down begins attempting to burrow into Cleandro’s skin. Attack: 12 Damage: 15
He avoids the attack and sheaths his blade “Then this isn’t personal” . Damage: 1091011
Patrizio looks really bad now. Gashes cover his body. He groans. “I should’ve just told him I was busy… luckily, I always carry a spare rope.” He suddenly throws a rusty length of iron rope at Cleandro, attempting to wrench the sword out of his hand. 24
He grips the blade tightly. 30
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
“I suggest you ask to retire from his service. I will let you go but if you run away without Lucci’s express pass you will die.” He walks over to him “I will if you want me to though.”
(Hey guys, sorry i vanished off of the face of the earth but ive got a gradius situation and might not be able to come back until August 15th, spread the news, its my last post for a while, love you guys you make my day)
*bye man, we’ll miss you*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
“I suggest you ask to retire from his service. I will let you go but if you run away without Lucci’s express pass you will die.” He walks over to him “I will if you want me to though.”
“Who’s Lucci?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Hey guys, sorry i vanished off of the face of the earth but ive got a gradius situation and might not be able to come back until August 15th, spread the news, its my last post for a while, love you guys you make my day)
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
“I suggest you ask to retire from his service. I will let you go but if you run away without Lucci’s express pass you will die.” He walks over to him “I will if you want me to though.”
“Who’s Lucci?”
“Ominous evil mastermind.”
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"Then so can you. I would be happy to work along side you though."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Fine. What happens when you use spin?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Nothing personally."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He spins a coin on his finger, not exactly doing a true spin but rotating quite quickly “How is this?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Niverde watches the coin "Good. The ratio isn't perfect though."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“So how do I improve the ratio?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Like I said, I don't know. Only my stand can do it."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“You are impressively useless.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"No, I'm average. If you let me get a jackpot I'll show you have to do it."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Patrizio looks really bad now. Gashes cover his body. He groans. “I should’ve just told him I was busy… luckily, I always carry a spare rope.” He suddenly throws a rusty length of iron rope at Cleandro, attempting to wrench the sword out of his hand. 15
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He grips the blade tightly. 20
“Come on, dude!” He yells in exasperation. “Can’t you just let me tie you up and escort you to an ominous criminal mastermind?!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*that made me chuckle*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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“I suggest you ask to retire from his service. I will let you go but if you run away without Lucci’s express pass you will die.” He walks over to him “I will if you want me to though.”
*bye man, we’ll miss you*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Who’s Lucci?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*We will miss you greatly. Goodbye Salem.*
“Ominous evil mastermind.”