its just an idea its not an gurrente its gona happen, so what took you so long to return anyways
well its literally an wolf pack that your char is an wolf and the rp is about their habitat becoming weatherd away and they must traven to another...
cool heya should i make an wolf pack rp :)
heya bud whatcha doin :3
cool when you get the fanfic done may i see it :3, yeah my day is alright
Luxord let out an bored disappointed sigh as he finished his shot glass. Boredly twirling the rum bottle The Gambler of Fate was incredibly bored. "this is disappointing" Luxord said as he stood up and streched walking to his room door. Oppenin the door then started to walk the white halls it never amazed him to see no color in a castle with people without hearts.
Kitsu looked at the sunset it was beutifull but his gaze went towards the grassy ground. The flower fox really hated humen's creation such as towns and vehicles the all interfered with natural things. "yeah lets start heading" The Growth Entity said to the ferral.
not much i just been drawing lately so how has your day been :3
yep i love that one that was my first violent pic of Xeol mostly they are sad what he really feels behind his smiles or in the pics he has an...
heya whats up :)
thank you all of my pics are hand drawn :) i like that pic too :3
iv been doing well im glad to hear your doin alright :3 well i been drawing lately and typing stories of my OC Xeol :), well here is my deviant...
its alright dont worry bud, yes i did look at your new rp ill get an oc form for it soon :) o also how you been
After taking an sip from some time sweetened rum. Luxord held the shot glass in his hand thinking of an way to lure her.There was plunty of options but The Gambler of Fate wanted to do the wise way. Taking yet another sip of rum looking at Xigbar. The tavern was quet slightly wet but surprissingly it avoided major water damage. "dear free shooter its better to do an direct approach so her easily misguidable eyes would witniss my memorable action" Luxord said as he looked at the bronze colored alchohol before he took another drink finishing the shot glass.
This rose i hold in my hand the color never lies, the color has an meaning its sad only a few relies, the thorns makes the pure white stained with my blood, will the bright red liqued that stain this white rose ruin the mood, as time passes by sadly fate makes the petal falls apart, sadly the petals color makes the rose bare wit no meaning that is the sad part, as fog and darkness makes the rose turn black is it still an sweet flower that is something people ask, with the lies you may hate me but sadly i will wither away like this dieing symbol, you will laugh when i decay my hands are dirty with the beuty gone from my petals, surrow,pain,sadness that never ending fight is gone that is not my battle, when the color is gone im away from this world sadly an purity never last.
thank you im good at poetry and yeah i like poetry that is sad strangely, that sucks that your still bored
well im here so you got someone to talk to well im gona do an poem since im bored This rose i hold in my hand the color never lies, the color...
lol really :),yeah sadly there is not active rps right now
cool so what are you typing, so can you discrib the mental attacks
ello awesome im an govna lol just kidden xD so whatcha doin
