<3 Hi Jayn.
My girlfriend figured this out before me. And then had to break down the math for me. Soooo my balls are still in check, and no shame is lost. Btw, hi Jayn!!! <3
I've heard of R vs B, but people were raving more about Arby 'N' the Chief, so I picked that first. Then eventually forgot about R vs B. Thanks for reminding me.
Most of the machinima I like and watch are Halo ones. >.>" All of them made by the same guy too, Jon/Digitalph33r, any who, put your top three. I might find/watch one I haven't seen before. 1. Hard Justice 2. One Life Remaining 3. Arby 'N' the Chief Refer any other good Machinima makers, if you don't mind.
Spoilers aloud. Chat/discuss the author and any of the 3 books in the Trilogy. Just wanted to get some opinions on the Trilogy in general. I loved it all the way through. And I did not see the ending coming. If I like a book enough, I'll become really wrapped up in it, so if the ending isn't happy, I fling the book or something of the like. In this case, the book was flung and I lamented on there being a part four. I'm okay now, still coming into terms with the fact that it's a Trilogy and therefore Ptolemy's Gate is the final book.
lennnn! Where r rin!?
As soon as the stick was put into reverse, Klad entered an energetic zone. "Put the coordinates into your mapquest then hand me your phone." Energized he might havve been, but he followed the driver's manual to a crooked T. Bending it here and there whenever he felt necessary. While his sister put in the location he put the car into his comfort, shifting the seat and adjusting the rear-view mirrors until his sight was near perfect, front and back. Yawning he patiently waited until the Adam was far away enough for him to pull out of the drive and onto the road. For the moment he contended with simply following Adam's car and left free his urge to converse with the people in the car with him. Klad tilted his head towards Rouge to this right. Eyes already pinpointing several things that would allow him to start up conversation. But then his memory recalled a book she'd been seen reading earlier. Being observant was key for him, with the thought of the book in mind he spoke to Rouge, "The book you're reading, what's it called, if you don't mind?" Not everyone fell for the charm or his passive abilities, especially people spiritually gifted or of supernatural origin like the others, that were strong enough. Klad couldn't help it though, it was like the the charm was embedded in him and everything he did. So of course it radiated out of him unconsciously when he simply spoke to Rouge.
The Asian version of your Stroll Meme. http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Random_Hero
Klad tossed his bag into the backseat so that it neatly landed on the floor of the seat occupied by the tent box. And with that done he found the keys his sister had put there earlier, so he started the ignition and turned on the radio. Wondering with half his mind on what they were hunting, the other half on what way to best woo Rouge.
Klad scratched the back of his head while his sister's messages came in. When he received and followed after her up the stairs a minute later, he pondered their newest mission briefly. Could it be the thing was so fearsome and bad that it would take all of them? Or did Lenny sense the obvious fact that other then the twins, there was no link between them but the blood the demon and the hunt for Azazel. Shrugging those thoughts away he pulled out a hoody of a purple color. A single zipper going straight down the middle, unnoticeable until he pulled it down to reveal the Pride shirt underneath partway but not exposing the crossing straps or his holsters, expertly locking the guns into place at his side. Finally he latched his stun gun to the diagonal holder on his hip. With this all done he double checked himself to see if any of his weaponry was exposed, it wasn't, so then he picked up his backpack of supplies and shrugged it on both arms before locating his sister and mentally asking. "Who do we ride with?"
D:< I'm calling you a gold diggah. Dat ass better be worth it. trololololol
Klad passed by Tatum on his way down and caught even less of the conversation then she had. One look about the room as he landed on the step was all it took to see he was the last one. A sleepy grin graced his lips and he was about to speak. But air about the room screamed that either a mission was nearing or something important had happened. With these thoughts in mind he took a stance on the left shoulder of his twin. Knowing she'd know he was there and would explain anything that was left out. For now he kept quiet, which was rare. Klad was smart enough to know that if it was a mission, his eyes swiveled to Lenny, then everyone involved would be alerted to it.
>.> And who's paying for all that?
>.> I'll be damned if I evar let you pad down your bra. <3
I opened my mind up. Just for you. Otherwise I'd let homophobia rulllle my days. Besides, I know you're my Rin, deeeeeeeep under all that Len.
So princely. iluvit
<3333 ilovethatsong! Ily! I r ur biggest fan!
Stars that aligned for us to meet. ITS LIKE THE SKY OPENED AND GOD HANDED YOU DIRECTLY TO MEEEE! I KNOW IT SOUNDS CRAZY BUT SO IS LIFE, I'M SINKIN'~!
One brown iris opened up and was greeted by a blinding light, accompanied by the groan of someone just waking up and finding out that it's light out. When his pupil had finished shrinking, he stood up and stretched. Mind reaching out to tap his sister's whether she liked it or not. Thoughts were flowing in her head and he retreated, taking comfort in knowing that she'd woken up only mere seconds before he. Languidly his body moved itself from his bed and too his closet. His fingers acted as an automated comb and when that was done he selected a small yellow shirt with the outline of a lion emblazoned on the front and the word Pride seemingly etched into the back of it in a bold black worded. Remembering that today was a mission day, he fitted himself into his vest and a jacket to cover it and the lion's picture up. Normal jeans and a pair of sneakers finished the assembled outfit then he was out the door. Eyes roaming the hall a sign of his sister. Or any female in general at that.
Look out! It's a wild firetruck!
