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Macs0647-jd

Sword of summer wrote:What the ********************************************** is happening

Why do you look just like me!?! But somehow smaller... And wrinklier.

Aenuathu wrote:Should I change the picture? :/

No, just an observation.

Beepee wrote:😱 I feel so used! I like it!

:/... Ahhhhh. That's hot

Macs0647-jd wrote:Why do you look just like me!?! But somehow smaller...

*insert Spider Men pointing at each other meme*

Midand, Beepee, Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and 1 otherMacs0647-jd

Macs0647-jd wrote:Why do you look just like me!?! But somehow smaller...

Hey, Lily.

*sits*

Beepee, Concrete Slab, Jaxon, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and 2 othersEast lodge, and A frog dimension

On careful revision....

Empress Niori

by Aenuathu

Name: Nioranis (Niori)

Title: Empress

Age: 19

Date of Birth: 19th January 1990

Partner: None

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: Unknown

Read factbook

Rabbitz, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, East lodge, and John jacob jingleheimer smith

Aenuathu wrote:On careful revision....

Empress Niori

by Aenuathu

Name: Nioranis (Niori)

Title: Empress

Age: 19

Date of Birth: 19th January 1990

Partner: None

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: Unknown

Read factbook

Neat

Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, John jacob jingleheimer smith, and Aenuathu

Rabbitz wrote:Neat

Thankyou

Aenuathu wrote:Thankyou

You're welcome

East lodge

Who's here?

Midand wrote:*sits*

*sulks in a chair*

Lily pad nation

*Chanting can be heard in the distance*
Poetry, Poetry, Poetry.
My personal favorite:
Ozymandias by Percy Shelley (husband of Mary Shelley the author of Frankenstein)

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Beepee, Jaxon, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, East lodge, and 1 otherJohn jacob jingleheimer smith

Lily pad nation wrote:*Chanting can be heard in the distance*
Poetry, Poetry, Poetry.
My personal favorite:
Ozymandias by Percy Shelley (husband of Mary Shelley the author of Frankenstein)

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

*snaps applaudingly*

Beepee, Jaxon, Lily pad nation, and 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121

Lily pad nation

East lodge wrote:*snaps applaudingly*

Something about snapping agreesively at a radical in the 1800s fills me with joy.

Lily pad nation wrote:Something about snapping agreesively at a radical in the 1800s fills me with joy.

*snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap* *snap*
It does for me too.
*snap* *snap* *snap*

Jaxon, Lily pad nation, and 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121

*sits and drinks water for once in my life*
I'm bored. Who's still here?

Jaxon, Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and John jacob jingleheimer smith

East lodge wrote:*sits and drinks water for once in my life*
I'm bored. Who's still here?

I was having lunch.

Jaxon, Lily pad nation, and 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121

East lodge wrote:*sits and drinks water for once in my life*
I'm bored. Who's still here?

I’m not here.

Lily pad nation wrote:*Chanting can be heard in the distance*
Poetry, Poetry, Poetry.
My personal favorite:
Ozymandias by Percy Shelley (husband of Mary Shelley the author of Frankenstein)

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

If only I posted right before this...

Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and East lodge

East lodge

Yansu wrote:I was having lunch.

Oh. Was it good?

Jaxon wrote:I’m not here.
If only I posted right before this...

Oh a disembodied voice?! Oh where oh where is it coming from?
Aahh!

*twiddles thumbs*

East lodge

Midand wrote:*twiddles thumbs*

Once upon a time there was a boy. He twiddled his thumbs, so his mother cut them off. Then he twiddled his index fingers. Then she cut those fingers off. He then twiddled his middle fingers, then his ring, and pinky. He had no more fingers, so he twiddled his toes. His mother cut those off too.

Midand, Jaxon, Lily pad nation, and 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121

East lodge wrote:Once upon a time there was a boy. He twiddled his thumbs, so his mother cut them off. Then he twiddled his index fingers. Then she cut those fingers off. He then twiddled his middle fingers, then his ring, and pinky. He had no more fingers, so he twiddled his toes. His mother cut those off too.

...
*puts my hands in my pockets*

Beepee, Jaxon, Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and 1 otherEast lodge

East lodge wrote:Once upon a time there was a boy. He twiddled his thumbs, so his mother cut them off. Then he twiddled his index fingers. Then she cut those fingers off. He then twiddled his middle fingers, then his ring, and pinky. He had no more fingers, so he twiddled his toes. His mother cut those off too.

What if he twiddles his arms..?

Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and East lodge

Midand wrote:...
*puts my hands in my pockets*

Good boy

Jaxon wrote:What if he twiddles his arms..?

You know what happens...
*gets a sword*
Let me demonstrate.

Night everyone! ^-^

Jaxon, Lily pad nation, East lodge, and John jacob jingleheimer smith

073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121 wrote:Night everyone! ^-^

G'night Poppy!

East lodge wrote:Good boy
You know what happens...
*gets a sword*
Let me demonstrate.

Oh! You can demonstrate on Midand!

073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121 wrote:Night everyone! ^-^

Good night! Let the bed bugs bite...

Midand, Lily pad nation, 073 039 109 032 080 111 112 112 121, and East lodge

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