Dear Wall..

[BaconSoda]

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

After a few incidents I am on the correct side of the fiery inferno I call work.

Time for a celebratory cooking streak.

I hope the Gallics have gas stoves! Weird if they wouldn't. I mean...EFL. C'mon!

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.

[BaconSoda]

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

I can't find the salt. What do I do?

I bought a bushel of avocados and I have the choice between salt and lemon, but salt is the clear choice.

I know you have the integrity to give me an honest answer. If you were solid, then we'd all probably die.

But that said I can't seem to find the toilet either, so I can't make guacamole.

To hell with it, I'm going to Texas (to find some Rogues).

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.

[Breeze]

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There once was a man called Peaches,
Who always liked the beaches!

But one day he went to a park,
And all he got was a snark.

Oh he was so unhappy,
He sunk like a dirty nappy.

Oh what a sight,
He had lost his might.

But not to worry,
He wasn't sorry!

He was a Peach,
Who liked the beach!

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Signed,

Your Favourite Little [color=#FF6666]P[color=#FF9966]each.

[Breeze]

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When you see [color=#FF6666]P[color=#FF9966]inata Reaver,
You'll relaise he is a mighty diva!

He flies this way and that,
Just like a mighty cat!

He doesn't die,
Just like an annoying fly!

Why couldn't he just leave?!
'cus now you've got to grieve.

Signed,

Your Favourite Little [color=#FF6666]P[color=#FF9966]each.

[VoluptaBox]

[color=#990000][font=Comic Sans Ms]I want my food dead. Not sick, not dying, dead.

[cobalt.reaver]

The Ballad of the Reavers

The question is asked
By those who are tasked
With hunting the unwanted.
"What can't we do?
Running won't spare you."
They said, their guns they flaunted.

Nebulae and asteroids
Hiding won't save you, boys
Realize that you'll lose your ship.
On this day
They'll get their way
It ain't just a reckless ego trip.

Reavers they are
Fear, they spread far
They're the best at what they do.
Reavers, they are
Fear, they spread far
Careful, there's a bounty after you.

Ame, Silver,
Mala, Copper,
That shield of yours wont have the slightest chance.
Orchid Dark,
Cobalt's spark,
They'll do circles 'round you in this lethal dance.

Sirens are wailin'
Your systems are failin'
A Nova torp's a-comin' down your throat.
Strap in your chairs
And say your prayers
Out in space you'll be left to float.

Reavers they are
Fear, they spread far
They're the best at what they do.
Reavers, they are
Fear, they spread far
Careful, there's a bounty after you.

-Cobalt

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[2:54:18 AM] Dusty Lens: I think when he was expressing some uncertainty about his pvp skill
[2:54:23 AM] Dusty Lens: We all told him that the best teacher is the undock button and dying.

[2:54:27 AM] Dusty Lens: I think he took that too literally

[Silver]

Dear Wall,

Once upon a time there was a girl named Silver,
One that all she touched would wither,
But not that bottle of whiskey,
Neither that one of bourbon,
After all, this girl part death, part drunk always likes it risky.

P.S: Why the hell i'm seeing Peach wearing Cerise's bra as a helmet?
Liver self-imploded again.
Cobalt is making a new shotgun.
I'm bored.

~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

[Berny]

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[RAL]

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The Adventures of Dusty The Squirrel!

Twas a quiet day as Dusty The Squirrel hopped along the grassy knoll playing with his nuts, when a giant firebrick house came hurling out of the sky with a speed of zoner. Dusty just barely hopped out of the way and avoided being smashed to smithereens. His nuts, were not so lucky. From within the house came a seemingly drunk woman by the name of Jeni. Before Dusty could yell and scream "FUUUU," the woman ran off down a ugly yellow road screaming "Junker tears will cure all." Dusty was furious. Now he would have to travel far down the grassy knoll to retrieve another nut. He set off on his mission.

Hopping down the grassy knoll, Dusty the squirrel came upon a bridge. This was no ordinary bridge! It was home to a forum troll! In order to pass the troll, Dusty would have to pay the toll! Dusty the squirrel payed the troll with a Rick Astley song. The troll enraged, let Dusty pass in order to keep his sanity and screamed "ARE U RUSS?" As Dusty hopped along the bridge continueing his journey down the grassy knoll, the troll yelled from behind him "you shall never retrieve a nut from the Phantom castle Duncanstahn and the Silver B@#%# Witch!" Dusty the squirrel hopped on.

TO BE CONTINUED!


- This synthetic weed is amazing. Shadow -

[Daedric]

Dear Wall,

How do you stay so rust free?

-Malachite

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