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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 1:46:15 GMT -5
((=O You must smell like skunks then... o.o
AAAACCCCKKKK! WHAT THE F***ING HELL?! *Clicks random things* WOOOORK! ;-; ))
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Post by E.N.T on Jun 28, 2005 1:47:13 GMT -5
((I keep telling my friends not to go into they're closet because Mailiku is waiting for them xD The ones who don't go on neopets say 'wtf?!' xP))
Eaida nodded, "Hopefully...although he doesn't seem to be the one who would want to live. Although, maybe because of his parents he would want to live..."
Noriko sighed as she looked out the window, taking a deep breath, then exhailing largly, "I guess we should go now...or...something..."
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:50:17 GMT -5
((I know what you did last- FATMERD WANTS YOUR CHEESE, DAMN IT! Ech... Cap's lock... ._.
And Sir Monkey Lard wants revenge.))
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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 1:50:29 GMT -5
((Wah. It'll only find '29 second' things. ;-; And not the full song... *Stabs*
Nori... xDDDDD))
Jewel sighed as she rubbed her chin in slight thought, glancing over at Noriko and giving a slow nod. "Aye..." she mumbled, slowly turning towards the exit.
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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 1:51:03 GMT -5
((Who...? Wha...? Meh cheese... >=K))
((Okay, Mr. Genius. What's meh middle name then? o.o))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:52:28 GMT -5
((Fatmerd. Sir Monkey Lard. They are both ready to destroy things.))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:52:51 GMT -5
((I'm not a genius. Sure damn close, though.))
((I don't like food anymore!))
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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 1:54:48 GMT -5
((Meh middle name start's with an 'M'. That's the only clue you shall get from meh. xP
Erm... Master- I forget what they are. o.o))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:54:49 GMT -5
((Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-
“Damn alarm...” Muttered a large lump in the center of the twin sized bed. Tacky, green sheets were thrown among the lump of a person. The faded material was soon tossed off the person in a horribly agitated manner. The blaring of the buzzer alarm continued its droning annoyance. A large first slammed onto the ‘snooze’ button, cutting off the horrid sound immediately. With a relieved sigh, the figure slumped back in bed. He knew the buzzer would go off in ten more minutes, but he could care less. Last night had been a late one. Late, indeed. His eyes snapped open once more, lazily shifting around the room. Not more then simple, twin orbs of copper set in the middle of his round face. He looked at the far wall to see his name engraved in the peeling paint of his wall.
Gregory Windell Jameson VII
His father had scrawled that in the wall to remind his son that his name was not ‘Fatmerd’, as all his associates dubbed him... But that was who he was! He had no need for a fancy, long name. He needed a simple one, for he was a simple person. He was a simple 13 year old boy... He had a simple mind... He was easily pleased... Simple... He ran long, chubby fingers through shaggy, brown hair with a sigh. Still in his pajamas, he kicked open his bedroom door, scratching his leg wearily. Still half asleep, he made his way to the kitchen.
“Damn...” The chubby boy mumbled, crossing his arms. Mom had obviously gone out, again. Ever since his father had left, she was always out and about.
Home alone...
Most teens would be cheering, and have a great party. However, Fatmerd did not entirely enjoy this silence... It made him feel a tad lonely inside... He sighed deeply, opening the front door to the outside world. He was aware that he was still in his sleeping clothes, but he couldn’t care less. Others were used to seeing him in his PJ’s, anyway. Slowly, he walked down the crooked steps of his cheaply painted porch, then onto the small, concrete path that you had to walk sideways to fit on. He began to make his way to the driveway where the Daily Chronicle awaited him. ))
((Fear the start of the most beautimous story, evah!))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:55:29 GMT -5
((Anourexit?))
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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 1:59:01 GMT -5
((Eh... No. Not what I was going to say. xP *Stabs memory* Damn memoryloss... There's something in the ceiling... o.o))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 1:59:41 GMT -5
((Me. I am.))
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Post by General Cheese on Jun 28, 2005 2:00:08 GMT -5
((Memory loss...?))
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Post by E.N.T on Jun 28, 2005 2:00:34 GMT -5
Noriko and Eaida walked out of the room and started down the hall. Noriko shoved her paws in her pockets, keeping them away from anyone she might go beserk on.
((Brain-dead >.o))
((I just can't pay attention in class -.- Shit...I'm not going to think of my grades or school. They make me in a pissy mood.))
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Post by OJ on Jun 28, 2005 2:03:05 GMT -5
((Yesh. =P I seem to forget things easily. >.<*
Hmmm. I'm a drop-out so I don't have to worry about that crap.))
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