Good Lord. Attenion- lawmakers- stop your idiocy for just one second. This doesn't make sense. Not a lick. Despite what you think, expressing creativity isn't a crime. "Whatttt?" you say, slapping your knees in surprise. Well. You've made me angry. You no liek mee when I angry. People use music in their videos. It's nice, it's fun. I remember when I was 8 posting videos of Club Penguin to kids music. Please, come to your senses. Or just resign.
I've tried. They never answer my calls. Mehmed is really annoying about that.
WOOOOOO party. Unfortunately, my next post on the RP will be late tomorrow if at all. I'm heading to my relatives house.
I don't watch the show, but I don't think that will affect my judgment as I know the characters. First of all, for later notice, try scanning the image instead of taking a picture. Otherwise, it's quite good. However- on Trunks, the part of his chest you can see looks tilted, while his head is pointing forwards. It might just be a pose, but it kind of changes the image. I can't seem to find much of any other problems, except for a little pet peeve I have- Their facial expression is all the same, or close to it. A bit more variety would improve it overall. Anyway, good job.
All my ideas are good. Unfortunately, they are commonly illegal.
Tifa Lockhart laughed and turned her head. "I guess you can leave." she said, talking to Cloud. "I do think maybe I should come with you this time." She continued. "You were quite a pain to look for last time." She smiled. "Well?" They were sitting in a small house in Radiant Garden. They had recently recieved word from Mickey that Yen Sid was dead. Tifa didn't know him well, and wasn't affected very much. She was discussing the letter with Cloud at the moment.
Hmm. Lots of "money". Yes. I was actually thinking of trading it for drugs. Which could be sold, I guess. Whatever.
My God. Publish that s**t. BEST SELLER 101.
Job Interview: Good for you! Ice cream: Yeah boiiii Prepaid debit card: Congrats-a-lack-a-ding-dong. Good deed: Spoiler
Y'know, we've already composed around 60% of this thread. Let's just leave it at, "We both need to have Google Translate blocked on our computer."
That's true. But Russia forgives me because I'm so attractive. EDIT: Mother of sweet crap, I just read your last post. Вы не простится. Rawwwr.
Poor, sad, Bulgaria. It didn't deserve abuse.
I revolutionized Russian.
Hey. What's up?
That's why it's fun. We see what crap Google Translate came up with this time.
I don't think this is a real Departure thread, as I'll just be gone for the weekend, back late on Monday. I'll be out with my relatives, but internet time will be 1% to 0%. Yep. So, don't miss me too much. It'll be okay. As soon as I return, we can all party like rock stars. Please, wait to set things on fire until I return.
Since now. It's a revolution, and puffins are at the helm.
Bполне ли вы в порядке? Вам нужно сделать перерыв? Вы извергающих случайные вещи. Успокойся ... успокоиться ... ой, и я похитил Роберт Дауни-младший Но успокоиться. "d°Ñ't ѕ┬éä│my йºrѕe!"
It's pretty complicated, ya know? Things happen in the Spam Zone.