Dear Wall..

[BaconSoda]

Dear Wall...<div align="right]

I'm sorry for missing my visits
This space seems most exquisite
To relieve my thoughts
And connect the dots
Of my terrible absence for business.

I traveled to Denver, for my mother to see
But I return now to my room with glee
I saver the spaceship, dark, dank, and cold
But I take horror to my grinder covered with mold.

I ran to the diner in terror and dread
And found my friend Copper, with bowl around head
I asked him for help and he said quite amused
I should hide the sandwich down in Silver's cooch.

"Eureka! Ingenius!" I shouted with joy
That place was more pungent than sushi with soy.
The patrons would never be so keen to spy
The rancid bologna, gouda, and rye.

"Foolish! Terrible!" from a corner Cobalt screamed
"If you go near Silver, she'll want to get reamed!"
But what could I do with my neglected fungus?
"Lets give it to the most dainty among us!"

Now we wait for Jaina to open her locker
Her eyes and her nose will encounter a shocker
Sitting abrupt is my food all encrusted
And watching with glee all of us maladjusted.

More to come later!

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.

[RAL]

[font=Comic Sans Ms]

"Two million credits to make
the bartenders wife a widow."

~Shadow

[Sangria]

[color=#990008]Dear wall,


A shopping item of one billion,
scan and it says bleep.

Can you believe that?
I guess not you never had a bar-code did you?

Maybe you hold some secrets?
got a chip in there somewhere?


Nancy

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[Silver]

Dear Wall,

The
*PUKE*
The end.

~Silver

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Jayce]

Dear wall,

How big is this [indecipherable] wall? Thing must be a mile and a half long.

-Bandersnatch

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[BaconSoda]

Dear Wall...<div align="right]

All these people what I don't know appear to be asking you questions and

However....

You're a wall.

But it's okay. I'm an enabler.

If they're going to ask you questions I need to make sure you can answer them!

More to come later!

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.

[Sangria]

Dear wall...

The path of my live got me here.
And saying hello to those on my path was something I enjoyed.

Why oooooooooooh WHY ISN'T ANYONE SAYING HI BACK ANYMORE?!



Manners these days...


~Sangria

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[Silver]

SILVER WAS HERE.




























Bretonia sucks.
Except Nancy, Steve and Aodh. Those are cool.
And their sammichs.
And their screams.
Their screams are nice.


NOW GO KILL PEOPLE.

~S.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop

[Madvillain]

While listening to some music, Morena glared at the wall.
Stuff written all over it by familiar faces ,
macho's and butchers , maniacs and moneymakers.
Life of a merc is full of ups and downs , people seemed to have their own ways of dealing with it.
Her eyes stopped at something Peach scribbled on it: P <3 M.

It has been almost a year since she last heard of Peach,
one of those macho moneymakers.
The kid that convinced her to cut loose from roots, helped her escape from the homicidal elder Espi, and introduced her into the Reaver merc company, flew off.
Probably the stress of the job got to him , maybe he got blown to pieces,
who knows.
Little of his promises of a better life materialized, little of the person she was back then remained.

The times of serving the Corsair Brotherhood were nothing more than a distant memory.
Word reached her that her father went down a strikingly similar road.
She wasn't sure if she'd put a bulled between his eyes if they would ever got to meet again.
Surprisingly there wasn't a bounty on el prez.

Sometimes she wished she could return to who she once was.
When she met peach , when she was respected.
But that girl is dead , forever gone.

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Baila Morena | Toilet Trouble | Elder Presidente[TBH] | The Titan Combat Manual | Confession
♰ Join the Corsair Brotherhood ♰

[Evo]

Glancing at Morena having a staring contest with the wall, Flamingo decides to have a staring contest with Morena's butt.

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