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Describe your muse and then yourself with a gif.

Tue, 25 Sep 2012 23:34:37 -0400

connormpreg:

thatarmydoctor:

itsshortforharriet:

Harriet:

Me:

John:

Me:

HABIT:

Devin:

Me:

((Doing all my main muses

Kayleigh:

Koba:

Hunter:

Rojoka:

Me:

Clarice:

Me:

lustfullyasmodeus started following thanksforstandingstillwanker “Oh, uh.. g’day.. yer...

Sat, 22 Sep 2012 21:45:00 -0400

lustfullyasmodeus started following thanksforstandingstillwanker

“Oh, uh.. g’day.. yer not a RED, are you? Can’t really tell nowadays anymore..”

~Open RP, anyone welcome~

Sat, 22 Sep 2012 21:08:35 -0400

Clarice didn’t even have the energy to climb up into her sniping nest; she just sat down on the ground, sighing. It had been an exceptionally tiring day, and all she wanted to do was rest.

Photo

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 17:21:30 -0400

Go to my ask and tell me what I should be for Halloween

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 21:37:00 -0400

unfrickintouchable:

Oh shit that’s comin’ up fast. I am gonna egg the fuck outta you losers.

“Ah didn’t celebrate Hallowe’en ‘fore ah came to the States, but it is a fun holiday..”

thatspyisalie: Oopsie look what i did <3 I love my...

Sun, 09 Sep 2012 13:08:14 -0400

thatspyisalie:

Oopsie look what i did <3

I love my babies.

(dEAD)
(DEADddAEADdEAD)

(Heaven knows what I’ll do with whatever you draw next considering I’m DEAD)

thatspyisalie: thatspyisalie: Look what i did. Only 3 people...

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 23:26:32 -0400

thatspyisalie:

thatspyisalie:

Look what i did.

Only 3 people came to any of the streams; Alice popped in and out, Mary was there, but that kinda turned sour…

Then my girlfriend watched the rest this morning.

Not shaded because i didn’t want the shading to interfere with the ‘wet’ look on their clothes. ~~And i’m lazy.~~

I love drawing these two babies, my SniperScout babies. <3

I hope this cheers you up, Mary, dear. iloveyou

shamelessly reblogging because i want a certain someone to give me their opinion kjsglhjkdhsjkgdlfs

what do you thinkkk

((AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH))
((I LOVE IT))
((LOVE IS NOT A STRONG ENOUGH WORD))

"but all the blood!" he exclaims "and zee doctor over there seems to be having too much fun... And what zee hell is with ze birds!"

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 00:20:51 -0400

“Aaahh, Gabe, ya’ve been gone too long, hehe..” she mused, “Ah jus’ bleed too much is all, the doc patched me up alright.”

Gabriel dashes into the Hospice tent having heard about Clarice's most recent accident. "Clarice! Oh mon dieu! are you alright? what happend who was the wicked spy! i will run him through!" he says holding up his new knife and chuckled to himself.

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 00:09:19 -0400

Clarice chuckled too and patted Gabe’s elbow, the closest to his shoulder she could reach with her sitting on a cot. Her shoulder was wrapped with slightly red-stained bandages, but she was smiling well enough, “I’s nothin’, Gabe, just a scratch, no need to get up in arms over it.”

"Layers" Character Meme

Tue, 14 Aug 2012 05:10:50 -0400

angleterre-eyebrows:

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE

Name: Sigmund Leir 16

Eye Color: Light blue It used to be white, now blue

Hair Style/Color: Black black

Height: 6’ it varies

Clothing Style: Pretty formal whatever the hell Sigmund wears

Best Physical Feature: ummm… eyes? I’m a shadow, does that count?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

Your Fears: Drowning killing Sigmund

Your Guilty Pleasure: sugar/murder I have no guilt for my pleasures

Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Ignorance Existance

Your Ambition for the Future: … kill all

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

Your First Thoughts Waking Up: I never slept I don’t sleep

What You Think About the Most: Zhe urges. …killing.

What You Think About Before Bed: Gordon. I don’t go to bed

You Think Your Best Quality Is: HAHAHHAA MY mind.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

Single or Group Dates: Single…? don’t care

To be Loved or Respected: Respected. Feared

Beauty or Brains: Brains. don’t care

Dogs or Cats: Cats. don’t care

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?

Lie: Yes. Yes.

Believe in Yourself: Nein. Yes.

Believe in Love: …I’m not sure never.

Want Someone: I have someone. no.

LAYER SIX: EVER?

Been on Stage: Yes. No.

Done Drugs: Yes. No.

Changed Who You Were to Fit In: Every day. I don’t really have a choice.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Red. red.

Favorite Animal: Rats. Hyenas

Favorite Movie: … don’t care

Favorite Game: …Tag. You’re it.

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: December 29th, Like hell I know vhat day it is? Do I look like I care about my birthday? Don’t care.

How Old Will You Be: uuuhhhh 34..? however old Sigmund is.

Age You Lost Your Virginity: None ov your damn business Not interested

Does Age Matter: Nein No.

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL

Best Personality: Strong, durable.. kind… I don’t know.. don’t care

Best Eye Color: It doesn’t matter. don’t care

Best Hair Color: It doesn’t matter. don’t care

Best thing to do With a Partner: smile… don’t care

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: ..I don’t zhink I can properly. Nothing.

I feel: empty Nothing.

I hide: my past Nothing.

I miss: feeling alive Nothing.

I wish: ..I knew how to stop. Nothing.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
•Name: Clarice Annabel Smith, named fer me grandmum’s on both sides
•Eye Color: Blue-ish gray, kinda
•Hair Style/Color: It’s brown, ah guess, usually pull it back, can’t have it in my eyes an’ all
•Height: One point six meters, haven’t grown since high school..
•Clothing Style: Eh, outside o’ my uniform i like casual stuff, t-shirts an’ whatnot
•Best Physical Feature: Er, well, thick hair’s s’posed t’ be nice, right?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
•Your Fears: A lot of things, nev’r been fond o’ bein’ in a room alone with someone ah don’ know; ah’m just a paranoid person..
•Your Guilty Pleasure: Ah have this partial’ty t’ orange marmalade on buttered toast, not too little ‘n’ not too much
•Your Biggest Pet Peeve: When m’ friend Gabe thinks it’s funny t’ cloak ‘imself an’ sneak up behind me
•Your Ambition for the Future: Never miss.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
•Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What’s around me an’ where me weapons ‘re at
•What You Think About the Most: Ah think about my surroundings a lot, ‘n’ other people
•What You Think About Before Bed: What’s around me an’ where me weapons ‘re at
•You Think Your Best Quality Is: Ah think I’ve got an alright sense o’ humor? When ya get t’ know me, that is.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
•Single or Group Dates: I prefer single, seein’ as how me an’ Andeh can’t really go many places together, that is without bein’ expect’d to blow each other apart.
•To be Loved or Respected: Respected?
•Beauty or Brains: Brains, beauty only seems t’ get ya so far, ah like havin’ a good head on mah shoulders
•Dogs or Cats: Ah grew up with enough o’ both, don’ really have a preference.

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
•Lie: Ah try not t’
•Believe in Yourself: Well, when ah’m on the battlefield, sure
•Believe in Love: Hehe.. one could say that
•Want Someone: Ya see, ah’ve got someone

LAYER SIX: EVER?
•Been on Stage: Nope.
•Done Drugs: Cert’nly not
•Changed Who You Were to Fit In: No, part o’ the reason ah’ve always been a bit of a loner, ah guess that’s also why snipin’ suits me

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES
•Favorite Color: I do like blue, but earthy tones ‘re nice too
•Favorite Animal: Big ol’ tarantulas, or maybe a li’l lizard
•Favorite Movie: The Bat Whispers was always mah favorite, mysteries are surprisin’ly a fav’rite o’ mine
•Favorite Game: Didn’ play too many group games, but ah like t’ swim, maybe Marco Polo then?

LAYER EIGHT: AGE
•Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: Thirteenth o’ March
•How Old Will You Be: Now you know it’s not nice t’ ask a lady her age
•Age You Lost Your Virginity: Well, as soon as my cheeks cool down, I can tell ya ah was twenty-three
•Does Age Matter: Ah’d actually prefer ‘em a little older, or the same age, ah don’ trust many people younger ‘an me, lack o’ experience

LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL
•Best Personality: Someone who doesn’ make me nervous, affable-ness then
•Best Eye Color: Physical looks don’t really matter t’ me
•Best Hair Color: Again, ah’ve got nothin’ to say on looks an’ things
•Best thing to do With a Partner: Maybe jus’, talk, ‘r kiss’n’stuff.

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE
•I love: Is uh.. an important part of a relationship?
•I feel: Well, most of the time, nervous
•I hide: Just in general ah hide
•I miss: Mah family back home
•I wish: Ah wasn’t scared

"'Ey, Sheila, sweetheart." Andrew was sitting in her Sniping window again, with a single flower. "I, uh, brought ya somethin'... I know it's cheesy, but, it made me think of ya." It was a deep blu rose.

Mon, 13 Aug 2012 02:13:22 -0400

Clarice jumped a little at the break of silence, and spun around from where she was on the other side of the room. She sighed in relief though, and looked at the flower in his hand. She smiled at him, and said, “Awhh, Andeh, it’s beatiful.. Thank ya for thinkin’ ‘bout me!”

"Eh there! I don't believe we've met before, teammate. What' yer name? I'm Brooke. Brooke Tuck." Brooke said as she offered a handshake and smiled at the woman. ((Finally got to meet your character ^^;))

Mon, 13 Aug 2012 01:59:49 -0400

Clarice shook her hand firmly, glad to finally see another BLU. “Mah name’s Clarice Smith, mate, pleasure t’ meet ya!” She made a, hopefully, friendly smile; it was kind of awkward, she wasn’t always the best at meeting new people, but it helped immensely she was on the same team.

Nobody gunna save her? Ok, we continue with your rape >3

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 16:25:37 -0400

ivisorsiv:

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((wait noooooooooo check your reblogssssss))

ivisorsiv: Ivis or Siv, you decide: Watch yer back Luv… brutally-wicked: “Oh no ya don’t-”...

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 16:20:56 -0400

ivisorsiv:

Ivis or Siv, you decide: Watch yer back Luv…

brutally-wicked:

“Oh no ya don’t-” He chaced after her, making quick work of the space between them. Grabbing her He forced her to the ground and fell ontop of her, pinning the fiery woman to the ground. “It didn’t have tuh be loik this luv.” He growled, lifting his shiv to the collar of her shirt. “Now ya maken me hurt ya.” He cut through the fabric, the ripping sound of cloth filling his ears. Tearing it off with his hands, he sat up on her and looked at her. Lovely curves, lovely breasts just waiting to be released from their bra. So lovely it made his gut burn with desire. “Now-” He growled. “Are we gunna have tuh do this th’ easy way, or th’ hard way? Oi Really don’t loik guttin moi pets…”

(SO IF ANYONE WANTS TO JUMP IN AND SAVE IVIS BUTT I HAVE NO OBJECTIONS)

Ivis squeezed her eyes shut, hearing the fabric rip she was glad it was the only thing that got cut. Opening her eyes she looked up at him, and the way he gazed at her made her feel sick. She shook her head, not wanting to resist and get a knife in her belly, but not wanting this. “Please, don’t do this.” She said, her stubborn facade falling and showing just how frightened she was. “I don’t want this.”

(>3)

He stared down at her, her please meaning nothing other than making him a bit closer to losing it. “Are ye tellen me no? Because No can make things reeeeeal bad luv…” He brought the tip of the knife to the front of her bra, cutting the strap between the two breasts. The bra fell away, leaving her upper half completely exposed.

(REALLY LOOKING FOR SOME HELP HERE, FEEL FREE TO DIVE IN GUYS)

Ivis shook her head, eying the knife in his hands. It was bad enough that she had to be blown to bits for work every day. She didn’t want to be cut. Not again, no more. Starting to shake, Ivis remained silent, waiting for the brutal to make his next move. Would he gut her, or keep his word? She just didn’t want to hurt.

Clarice, finally rousing herself out of bed, glanced out the window as she moved to start her day; she had to do a double take, though. She saw two people fighting, it seemed, and her eyebrows shot up in shock as the bigger one, the man, started tearing off the other’s, a woman, shirt and bra. Squinting a little more, she noticed it was Ivis, who while a RED, had always been civil enough to her. The other looked like a Brutal, and she grumbled to herself angrily, quickly fetching her sniper rifle.

She set it up carefully, and taking very precise aim, shot the man clean through the head.

~Open RP~ FUCK YOU JASPER

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 03:51:25 -0400

diary-of-a-shymedic:

thanksforstandingstillwanker:

diary-of-a-shymedic:

thanksforstandingstillwanker:

diary-of-a-shymedic:

The base was loud to say as Ben was rushing down the hall to find Leon, as Jasper was following Ben, having no idea what to do.

“Ben! know anyone around here that you can-“

“N-NEIN Jasper!”

“WELL FUCK YOU TOO THEN.”

Jasper reached out to grabbed the medic, who ducked out of the way, leaving Jasper to fall on the ground.

Clarice woke up with a start, hearing what sounded like multiple voices, shouting, loud footsteps running down the corridor. She grumbled to herself, and grabbing her knife off of the bed-side table, slipped her boots on, walking out into the hall in her t-shirt and boxer shorts.

“Who’s makin’ all this bloody noise out here?!”

((if you were looking for someone in particular to RP this with you, you don’t have to respond; if you don’t mind me, though, delete this part of the message when you reblog heh))

Jasper turned to the yelled and yelled back. “Me and Gay Me-dick need to find someone to kiss! Or we will be turned into 10 year olds!” Ben sighed while he looked at Jasper “Ztop calling mich zhat!” “No!”

She flushed a little, and rubbed the back of her neck, “It doesn’ have t’ be a real dramatic kiss, does it..?” she paused, “Tell ya what, I’ll give a quick li’l kiss t’ whichever one o’ you can get to the top o’ me nest first; if you’re really pressed t’ find someone, that is, ah know i’m not prime pickin’s here, but.. Gotta hate those grey-faces.” She started off in the direction of her nest, “Ah’ll be up here if either o’ you needs me.”

Ben sighed while he ran off to find his boyfriend leaving Jasper sitting on the ground. He picked himself up while he looked down the hallway. Should he…? I mean being a ten year old wouldn’t be SO bad…

She glanced down and saw the other one, Jasper, standing up; she sniggered a little to herself, muttering, “Knew neither of ‘em would do it, now back t’ sleep fer me, provided ah don’t get interrupted again..”

~Open RP~ FUCK YOU JASPER

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 03:45:14 -0400

diary-of-a-shymedic:

thanksforstandingstillwanker:

diary-of-a-shymedic:

The base was loud to say as Ben was rushing down the hall to find Leon, as Jasper was following Ben, having no idea what to do.

“Ben! know anyone around here that you can-“

“N-NEIN Jasper!”

“WELL FUCK YOU TOO THEN.”

Jasper reached out to grabbed the medic, who ducked out of the way, leaving Jasper to fall on the ground.

Clarice woke up with a start, hearing what sounded like multiple voices, shouting, loud footsteps running down the corridor. She grumbled to herself, and grabbing her knife off of the bed-side table, slipped her boots on, walking out into the hall in her t-shirt and boxer shorts.

“Who’s makin’ all this bloody noise out here?!”

((if you were looking for someone in particular to RP this with you, you don’t have to respond; if you don’t mind me, though, delete this part of the message when you reblog heh))

Jasper turned to the yelled and yelled back. “Me and Gay Me-dick need to find someone to kiss! Or we will be turned into 10 year olds!” Ben sighed while he looked at Jasper “Ztop calling mich zhat!” “No!”

She flushed a little, and rubbed the back of her neck, “It doesn’ have t’ be a real dramatic kiss, does it..?” she paused, “Tell ya what, I’ll give a quick li’l kiss t’ whichever one o’ you can get to the top o’ me nest first; if you’re really pressed t’ find someone, that is, ah know i’m not prime pickin’s here, but.. Gotta hate those grey-faces.” She started off in the direction of her nest, “Ah’ll be up here if either o’ you needs me.”

~Open RP~ FUCK YOU JASPER

Tue, 07 Aug 2012 03:35:48 -0400

diary-of-a-shymedic:

The base was loud to say as Ben was rushing down the hall to find Leon, as Jasper was following Ben, having no idea what to do.

“Ben! know anyone around here that you can-“

“N-NEIN Jasper!”

“WELL FUCK YOU TOO THEN.”

Jasper reached out to grabbed the medic, who ducked out of the way, leaving Jasper to fall on the ground.

Clarice woke up with a start, hearing what sounded like multiple voices, shouting, loud footsteps running down the corridor. She grumbled to herself, and grabbing her knife off of the bed-side table, slipped her boots on, walking out into the hall in her t-shirt and boxer shorts.

“Who’s makin’ all this bloody noise out here?!”

((if you were looking for someone in particular to RP this with you, you don’t have to respond; if you don’t mind me, though, delete this part of the message when you reblog heh))

Fight Me! :D

Sat, 04 Aug 2012 03:59:00 -0400

((Just one more after this one, THE NSFW ONE MUAHAHA))
Clarice stumbled backwards, almost losing her footing, and scrambled out of the way just in time for a hail of bullets from the RED Scout’s scattergun to mark the wall where she’d been standing. Something was wrong with Andrew, it was like one of those grey-face curses, she didn’t understand where his self-control had gone; even in the normal battles he wasn’t this aggressive.

She rolled behind a crate as he shot at her again, yelling out in pain as one of the bullets grazed the skin of her calf. She quickly pulled out her SMG, and as he came around the crate, he saw it, moving out of the way, as fast as always. She peered around her cover and her quick reflexes automatically found him and fired.

Click-

She threw the gun down in frustration, cursing and pulling out her Kukri; of all the times for her to forget to reload it, it had to be this one. She crouched with her back against the crate, waiting for him to come to her. If she could get one of his legs, or just slow him down somehow, she might be able to overpower him, disarm him, and find out what the hell was going on.

She heard footsteps coming quickly from her left, and she instinctively turned that way, sure he would appear and she would be ready. What she didn’t count on, was him not only not coming from that direction, but not from the right either.

He was above her.

She looked up too late to stop him as the baseball bat came down on her head, causing her to fall on her face, the knife sliding just out of her reach. Her hat had lessened the blow just enough that she didn’t slip into unconsciousness, but she still saw stars, giving the Scout the second he needed to kick her dropped Kukri far out of her way.

Clarice started to get up, thinking if she could get to her thrown SMG she could at least have something to bludgeon him with, but she felt his hands on the back of her vest, and with one strong tug he flipped her over onto her back, pinning her by her shoulders. She yelped as she hit the ground again, and tried pushing and kicking out from under him, but whereas she might normally have somewhat of a chance to free herself, this time she couldn’t get him to budge; it was as though his strength had been augmented along with whatever had happened to his senses.

Andrew chuckled at her, oblivious to her attacks, and lifted her shoulders, slamming her against the ground. She screeched sharply, but didn’t stop her struggles; only after he’d repeated it twice more did she cease, her head aching and spots dancing in her vision. She groaned as her sight returned to normal and spat at him,

“What the bloody hell do ya think yer doin’, Andeh?! Git offa me!”

He laughed at her again, replying,

“I’m jus’ doin’ my duty as a RED, Sheila, takin’ out BLU trash like you.”

She was taken aback, the Andrew she knew would never say something like that to her, no matter if it was the middle of battle and she’d just clipped his leg. Something was definitely amiss here.

He leaned down close to her face and snickered,

“Before I waste you, how ‘bout some spoils for the victor here?”

He shut his eyes and puckered his lips, making mock kissing noises at her; his sight momentarily cut off, though, she acted on a whim, and quickly threw her hands up to the back of his head, pulling his face to hers, and kissed him hard on the lips. His eyes flew wide-open in surprise, and the moment of shock was all she needed to kick him off of her, diving for her empty gun; grabbing it, she spun around, expecting him to attack her at any moment.

Instead, though, he was on his knees where she’d left him, rubbing his head and muttering unintelligibly. She was still cautious though, and called out to him,

“Andeh!”

He spun around to face her, and, looking at her in confusion, asked,

“Clarice? What’s goin’ on? Why’re ya pointin’ that gun at me?”

She warily lowered it, although it wasn’t like it was going to be firing anything at the moment, and answered him,

“Ya were in a bleedin’ rage! Attacked me outta the blue, tryin’ t’ off me! Then ah kissed you, and yer back t’ normal, I hope.”

She got up and nervously walked over to him, offering her hand; he was shocked, apparently having no memory of what had transpired. He took her hand, his eyebrows knitting together in sadness.

“I’m so sorry, Clarice, I didn’t mean t’ do, whatever I did. I don’t remember anything..”

He looked almost on the verge of tears, and she set the gun down, gently touching his cheek, saying,

“It’s alright, Andeh, ah forgive you. You jus’- just really scared me is all.”

He pulled her close to him, stroking her back; she sighed, nestling her head under his chin. She looked up at him, and smiled assuringly, saying,

“It’s alright now, really, ya didn’t hurt me too bad, ‘n’ ah didn’t have t’ hurt you.. Don’t be upset, please..”

He smiled back at her sheepishly, and bit his lip, asking,

“There any chance I could get a kiss now that I’m not brain-washed?”

She grinned at him, and stood on her toes to reach his lips, her eyes fluttering shut as he kissed her back, holding her gently.

This is the most unique one I've seen - Ask!

Sat, 04 Aug 2012 02:21:40 -0400

1) Put your iTunes on shuffle. Give me the first 6 songs that pop up.
2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.
4) What do you think about most?
5) Ever had a poem or song written about you?
6) Do you have any strange phobias?
7) What's your religion?
8) If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?
9) Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?
10) What was the last lie you told?
11) Do you believe in karma?
12) What does your URL mean?
13) What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?
14) Who is your celebrity crush?
15) How do you vent your anger?
16) Do you have a collection of anything?
17) Are you happy with the person you've become?
18) What's a sound you hate; sound you love?
19) What's your biggest "what if"?
20) Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
21) Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.
22) Smell the air. What do you smell?
23) What's the worst place you have ever been to?
24) Most attractive singer/s of your opposite gender?
25) To you, what is the meaning of life?
26) Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?
27) What was the last movie you saw?
28) What's the worst injury you've ever had?
29) Do you have any obsessions right now?
30) Ever had a rumor spread about you?
31) Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?
32) What is your astrological sign?
33) What's the last thing you purchased?
34) Love or lust?
35) In a relationship?
36) How many relationships have you had?
37) What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?
38) Where is your best friend?
39) What were you doing last night at 12 AM?
40) Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?
41) You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?
42) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?
43) What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?
44) In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?
45) How can I win your heart?
46) Can insanity bring on more creativity?
47) What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?
48) What would you want to be written on your tombstone?
49) Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word "heart."
50) Basic question; what's your favorite color/colors?
51) What is your current desktop picture?
52) If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?
53) What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on?
54) You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?
55) You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?
56) You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
57) You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?
58) You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?
59) Ever been on a plane?
60) Give me your top 5 hottest celebrities.

discosniperdamien: funkalmighty: yami-loni: Which side are...

Thu, 02 Aug 2012 16:17:16 -0400

discosniperdamien:

funkalmighty:

yami-loni:

Which side are you on?

RED 4 lyfe

((Bah… BLU all da way!))

((Yeah, Team BLU 5EVER))