[omfg public entry ftw. :o ]
omfg it's THAT TIME AGAIN. :D:D:D:D:D!
Person: ... o_o; For what?
... To post Sims 2 pictures. Duh. >_>;
Person: Don't you have another LJ account for that? :o
... Shut up.
Person: >_>;
- - -
Girls just wanna have fu~un! Ohhh, girls just wanna ha~ave fu~n! <3
And I have way too much fun with the karaoke machine. Rly. =P
Anna: OMG WTF are you doing with the bubbles?
Edward: getting drunk lol :)
Anna: ... DISPELL, MO'FO.
/ / /
For some odd reason, I can't see Edward getting the same caliber of a job as Anna has, so he is the errant man-wife house husband. Thus, he spends all his time cooking, cleaning, making art pieces, and other stuff while Anna plays Mighty Morphin' Power Mage all day. It's too bad no one likes his cooking, though. >_>;
Edward: Oh, look! Lunarian contraption with sparkling wires - it could be dangerous! ... Wait, is that a Lightning core I see over there...?
Edward: (Unintelligible screaming)
Palom: ...Now where the hell did I put that Lightning core? I really don't want to have to mail that pig bastard for a new one. >_<;
Palom: ... Oh... OH! Edward, you found my Lightning core! :D Heheheh, how awesome of you... >)
Edward: (Unintelligible speech)
Palom: What's that? Water on your electricity? >>;
Edward: O_O;
Palom: Well, if you insist...
Palom: ...Whoops! That was ThundagaLit3! Sorry, man.
Edward, meanwhile, looks like he is about to go Super Saiyan. >>; Or he's just pissed. Or... Both.
Porom: OMFG, is something burning? EW, you're covered in charred remains from a Lightning core and Lit3 combination! x_X;
Edward: x_o; o rly?
Porom: ya rly. >P
Palom: :) (Mysidian Genius: 1 ; Dumbass Bard: 0.)
Porom: ...Are those chocobo boxers? How adorable!
Palom: O_O; *Audible gasp!*
Palom: I need to be more careful from now on in where I misplace my cores. Porom, as much as I hate to admit it, isn't stupid afterall. She was able to identify boxers!
Palom: *PBBTH!* 'Oh, lookit meeeee, I'm Poooor-om! The most respectable White Mage BIATCH in all of Mysiiiidiaaa! I'm not a bitch, really! It's just that my boxers are tied in a knot! I eat gysahl for breakfast, and shi--'
Porom: Talking about yourself again, huh?
Palom: DAMN IT. (That's IT. I'm going to take down the enemy!)
Palom: Porom! You are hereby deemed to be an enemy of state! How do you plead, oh GUILTY sibling of mine?!
Porom: Are you TOTALLY OFF?! Don't touch me, you greasy no-good, dumbass mage --
Palom: BITCH WHAT?!
(It just occurred to me that Palom has no nose. :O Oh, my.)
Palom: Prepare... FOR DOOM!
Porom: ...That spell doesn't work. u_u;
Palom: (Unintelligible garble.)
Palom: Fist to the head!
Edward looks like he's going to have a heart attack, which certainly wouldn't surprise me.
Porom: Super Fabulian-style secret UPPERCUT to your as --
Edward: OMFG MY BEAUTIFUL FLOORS are gonna be stained with BLOOD. ;__;
Edward: Can't look; Palom's head is going to be busted open. Can't look; Palom's head is going to be busted open. Can't... look...
1... 2... 3... And... KO! D:!
Porom: Hmph. Nice little moogles on your underwear, dear brother. Did you pick those out yourself?
Edward: *SNORTS BEHIND HAND.*
Palom: Y... You! YOU! This isn't over yet! I'll show the world that you have SAILOR WHITE MAGE on -your- undies! >_<; We'll see who laughs last, and it WON'T be me!
Porom: Ew, your breath smells. x_x
Rather than chatise Porom for kicking ass, Edward seems rather happy to go on about his three closest friends Anna, a hand, and a piece of paper with Cecil's picture on it. >_>; Weird.
Porom: Lunarians came from the Red Moon, you know. They are our distant neighbors in a way. =D
Edward: Oh, really? >_>;
Palom: *SNORTCHORTLECOUGH* Stupid bitch. *Cough!* >_>;
Anna: o_o; Palom, would you like to add to the discussion about Lunarian people from the Red Moon? >_>;
Porom: *FUMEGLARE.* >/
Palom: Of course. You see, Lunarians DID come from the Red Moon, but what Porom is forgetting is the -true- nature of the Red Moon: they smelled like TRAITOROUS BITCHES. >O
Anna: You needn't shout. >/
Palom: And I can identify one traitorous bitch here, who decided to overthrow the sanctity of Mysidia, and fight --
Anna: ...F... Fight? I WAS WONDERING WHO THE HELL FOUGHT ON MY HARDWOOD FLOORS! >O
Edward: So, dear, how was work? :D;;;;;;
Anna: n_n; I saved a chocobo from a burning building! <3
Edward: <3
Palom: OOH! I know who fought on your hardwood floors, Anna! It was a big, Lunarian giant by the name of --
Porom: SHUT. UP. >_<;
Edward: I-I made tarts for dessert! <3
Anna: >_>;;;;
Anna: >_>; What kind of tarts? Are they the one with fig in them? You know how I can't stand those...
Palom: Look, a Lunarian!
Porom: I can't believe I'm stupid enough to --
Porom: YOU LITTLE BASTARD I'LL KILL YOU DEAD. >_<;
Edward: No, they're strawberry. >_>;
Palom: Oh, Mr. Mooglekins! You're my best friend, in a world we must defend! Together, we'll rise to anarchy! ... Wait. What's that? ... You said you... You found... ANOTHER?!
Palom: You... little... BITCH!
Porom: WTF Mr. Mooglekins, you TRAITO -- I mean, WTF, Palom, don't fart at me!
Palom: ...What the hell are you looking at?
Porom: I don't know. I'll let you know when I figure it out.
Palom: Okay, thanks.
Palom: Heh-heh, Palom, you are a master of Wit! .. HEY, WAIT! >_<;
Porom: ...Dumbass. >_>;
Palom: Curse you, Porom, you intolerable, idiot little BITCH! I'll have my revenge, just you wait! (I already left you a nice little surprise underneath that Lunarian contraption... Heh, heh, heh... >) )
Anna: Hm? What's this Lightning core doing here? >_>;
Hurray for randomnosity. =D
Up next: Something -other- than FFIV - like original, or maybe that crazed idea I had to ask about making sims of the characters in Rise, and sticking them in one house. >D Heh, heh...
Person: ... o_o; For what?
... To post Sims 2 pictures. Duh. >_>;
Person: Don't you have another LJ account for that? :o
... Shut up.
Person: >_>;
- - -
Girls just wanna have fu~un! Ohhh, girls just wanna ha~ave fu~n! <3
And I have way too much fun with the karaoke machine. Rly. =P
Anna: OMG WTF are you doing with the bubbles?
Edward: getting drunk lol :)
Anna: ... DISPELL, MO'FO.
/ / /
For some odd reason, I can't see Edward getting the same caliber of a job as Anna has, so he is the errant man-wife house husband. Thus, he spends all his time cooking, cleaning, making art pieces, and other stuff while Anna plays Mighty Morphin' Power Mage all day. It's too bad no one likes his cooking, though. >_>;
Edward: Oh, look! Lunarian contraption with sparkling wires - it could be dangerous! ... Wait, is that a Lightning core I see over there...?
Edward: (Unintelligible screaming)
Palom: ...Now where the hell did I put that Lightning core? I really don't want to have to mail that pig bastard for a new one. >_<;
Palom: ... Oh... OH! Edward, you found my Lightning core! :D Heheheh, how awesome of you... >)
Edward: (Unintelligible speech)
Palom: What's that? Water on your electricity? >>;
Edward: O_O;
Palom: Well, if you insist...
Palom: ...Whoops! That was ThundagaLit3! Sorry, man.
Edward, meanwhile, looks like he is about to go Super Saiyan. >>; Or he's just pissed. Or... Both.
Porom: OMFG, is something burning? EW, you're covered in charred remains from a Lightning core and Lit3 combination! x_X;
Edward: x_o; o rly?
Porom: ya rly. >P
Palom: :) (Mysidian Genius: 1 ; Dumbass Bard: 0.)
Porom: ...Are those chocobo boxers? How adorable!
Palom: O_O; *Audible gasp!*
Palom: I need to be more careful from now on in where I misplace my cores. Porom, as much as I hate to admit it, isn't stupid afterall. She was able to identify boxers!
Palom: *PBBTH!* 'Oh, lookit meeeee, I'm Poooor-om! The most respectable White Mage BIATCH in all of Mysiiiidiaaa! I'm not a bitch, really! It's just that my boxers are tied in a knot! I eat gysahl for breakfast, and shi--'
Porom: Talking about yourself again, huh?
Palom: DAMN IT. (That's IT. I'm going to take down the enemy!)
Palom: Porom! You are hereby deemed to be an enemy of state! How do you plead, oh GUILTY sibling of mine?!
Porom: Are you TOTALLY OFF?! Don't touch me, you greasy no-good, dumbass mage --
Palom: BITCH WHAT?!
(It just occurred to me that Palom has no nose. :O Oh, my.)
Palom: Prepare... FOR DOOM!
Porom: ...That spell doesn't work. u_u;
Palom: (Unintelligible garble.)
Palom: Fist to the head!
Edward looks like he's going to have a heart attack, which certainly wouldn't surprise me.
Porom: Super Fabulian-style secret UPPERCUT to your as --
Edward: OMFG MY BEAUTIFUL FLOORS are gonna be stained with BLOOD. ;__;
Edward: Can't look; Palom's head is going to be busted open. Can't look; Palom's head is going to be busted open. Can't... look...
1... 2... 3... And... KO! D:!
Porom: Hmph. Nice little moogles on your underwear, dear brother. Did you pick those out yourself?
Edward: *SNORTS BEHIND HAND.*
Palom: Y... You! YOU! This isn't over yet! I'll show the world that you have SAILOR WHITE MAGE on -your- undies! >_<; We'll see who laughs last, and it WON'T be me!
Porom: Ew, your breath smells. x_x
Rather than chatise Porom for kicking ass, Edward seems rather happy to go on about his three closest friends Anna, a hand, and a piece of paper with Cecil's picture on it. >_>; Weird.
Porom: Lunarians came from the Red Moon, you know. They are our distant neighbors in a way. =D
Edward: Oh, really? >_>;
Palom: *SNORTCHORTLECOUGH* Stupid bitch. *Cough!* >_>;
Anna: o_o; Palom, would you like to add to the discussion about Lunarian people from the Red Moon? >_>;
Porom: *FUMEGLARE.* >/
Palom: Of course. You see, Lunarians DID come from the Red Moon, but what Porom is forgetting is the -true- nature of the Red Moon: they smelled like TRAITOROUS BITCHES. >O
Anna: You needn't shout. >/
Palom: And I can identify one traitorous bitch here, who decided to overthrow the sanctity of Mysidia, and fight --
Anna: ...F... Fight? I WAS WONDERING WHO THE HELL FOUGHT ON MY HARDWOOD FLOORS! >O
Edward: So, dear, how was work? :D;;;;;;
Anna: n_n; I saved a chocobo from a burning building! <3
Edward: <3
Palom: OOH! I know who fought on your hardwood floors, Anna! It was a big, Lunarian giant by the name of --
Porom: SHUT. UP. >_<;
Edward: I-I made tarts for dessert! <3
Anna: >_>;;;;
Anna: >_>; What kind of tarts? Are they the one with fig in them? You know how I can't stand those...
Palom: Look, a Lunarian!
Porom: I can't believe I'm stupid enough to --
Porom: YOU LITTLE BASTARD I'LL KILL YOU DEAD. >_<;
Edward: No, they're strawberry. >_>;
Palom: Oh, Mr. Mooglekins! You're my best friend, in a world we must defend! Together, we'll rise to anarchy! ... Wait. What's that? ... You said you... You found... ANOTHER?!
Palom: You... little... BITCH!
Porom: WTF Mr. Mooglekins, you TRAITO -- I mean, WTF, Palom, don't fart at me!
Palom: ...What the hell are you looking at?
Porom: I don't know. I'll let you know when I figure it out.
Palom: Okay, thanks.
Palom: Heh-heh, Palom, you are a master of Wit! .. HEY, WAIT! >_<;
Porom: ...Dumbass. >_>;
Palom: Curse you, Porom, you intolerable, idiot little BITCH! I'll have my revenge, just you wait! (I already left you a nice little surprise underneath that Lunarian contraption... Heh, heh, heh... >) )
Anna: Hm? What's this Lightning core doing here? >_>;
Hurray for randomnosity. =D
Up next: Something -other- than FFIV - like original, or maybe that crazed idea I had to ask about making sims of the characters in Rise, and sticking them in one house. >D Heh, heh...