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*tackles obisidian*
OI! That's my friend and grandmaster you're taping!

o.o

*Lock picks her shackles while they're all distracted, silently.

Damn, shoulda made sure to be within the radius of that ball and chain. >.>

...

-raises an amused eyebrow, wriggles out, and reaches for a back pocket-

Don't even try. There's always something at least relatively sharp within a small radius of me.

*attempts to pin obisidian down*

RAGE QUIT! Throws over a table!

Oh, two unrelated questions:
1.) Funkie, are you gonna re-set-up Valhalla?
2.) Anyone interested in bidding on a Kitsune?

*gets knocked into the wall*
oooh~ X_X

@espy maybe but prob not

Aww, okay then. I might set up a free-for-all battle RP over the summer, then.

N'thanks! ^-^ Skips off la'la'te'da'ing to return to her drawing.

You throw me into a wall, see me knocked out, and do....nothing. XD

That's how I roll, dawg. You'll be fiiiiiine.

*Breaks free of her chains.

Eh, no thanks Espy.

*Skips her way past everyone.
Oh my.. Funky is passed out. ._.;
*Picks up a glass filled with some type of liquid and tosses it upon his face.

Ehhh... lets hope whatever was in that glass was water.

Oh you're no fun anymore~ XD


EDIT: *gets splished on*
> <

OMG!! Feto!! That was purple acid!!!

*starts hallaucinating*

Woah, what? Why are there like...9 of each of you, now?