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  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    o hai gun bawwew

    Oct 14, 2014
  • Serious Discussion and Debate Re: Is There Democracy in the US?

    EXACTLY!! and Zolen...if the money is the power and the stuff then it means EVERYTHING. Consumers in the oligarchy we have in the US are compelled to buy STUFF! Thats ...

    Oct 13, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    *gak, ugh, oof, agh*

    Oct 13, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    ok, thanks :3

    Oct 13, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    am I portraying schizophrenia well enough?

    Oct 13, 2014
  • Serious Discussion and Debate Re: Is There Democracy in the US?

    Gravity it's not the democracy that is the problem. It's the issue of money. Money destroys democracy. We have money here. It has destroyed are democracy. Gravity: I personally believe ...

    Oct 13, 2014
  • Archive Re: The Room

    Morn He sat at the table, quiet, resolute. Morn knew what to do and he knew how to do it. Memories from a past life filtered through his mind, memories ...

    Oct 13, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    should we still write on the SB?

    Oct 11, 2014
  • Archive Re: The Room

    Morn The Archangel woke to the sound of shouting. Instantly, he was alert, groping for his sniper. Finding it on its place on his back he clicked the safety off ...

    Oct 11, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    yes we are but....who's gonna die in the room >:) DUN DUN DUN DUN!!!! :twisted:

    Oct 7, 2014
  • Randomosity Archive Re: Rate the avatar above you! [5]

    10\10 epic :p

    Oct 7, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    Yup i'm starting in the room

    Oct 7, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    Agreed, how bout this, Start out in the first test as......wait for it..... Lone Wolf Challenge >:3

    Oct 6, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    Not with me around >:3

    Oct 6, 2014
  • OOC Archive Re: The Room DT

    Thus it begins -3-

    Oct 5, 2014


For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein