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  1. octobr

    The QUILTBAG Club (formerly the LGBT club)

    Hahahaha w-weh. /CRIES IN CORNER
  2. octobr

    So!

    I guess I finished a year of college or something idek
  3. octobr

    Objection! (Ace Attorney fan-club, take 2).

    no you should clearly wander around http://wrightanything.tumblr.com/ (I play their shelly derp) HUMOR DRAMA ANGST DRUNKEN PHOENIX all good things
  4. octobr

    the space around the stars

    Re: Whoot-woot ? He's wonderfully terrifying oh gosh. His design reminds me of The Endless Forest, except violent.
  5. octobr

    Happy birthday, Nyuu!

    NYUUUU
  6. octobr

    Twizzlers or Redvines?

    FAVORITE VINES OTHER THAN GREEN actually I tried red vines recently? And they were terribly gross ew. LIKE PLASTIC. LIKE WAX LIPS THAT PRETEND TO BE CANDY BUT THEY'RE NOT THEY ARE JUST /WAX./ Twizzlers all the way bitches. Especially the pull-apart onessss.
  7. octobr

    What do you think of fellow forumgoers?

    WHY DOES EVERYONE LIKE SHOE MORE THAN THEY LIKE VERNE :C
  8. octobr

    let's have some fun this beat is sick

    well I guess I promised
  9. octobr

    Bin Laden- Dead

    so like ??? what did osama bin laden actually do! Just saying because I'm pretty sure he was hiding and doing nothing for like... ten years.
  10. octobr

    Man, I don't even know what you mean.

    Man, I don't even know what you mean.
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  11. octobr

    let's have some fun this beat is sick

    I have been working on Telephone, actually! The verses are hard but I think I got the chorus down more or less. MEANWHILE, LISTEN TO THIS. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjzF0Zf8oSU
  12. octobr

    The QUILTBAG Club (formerly the LGBT club)

    LOL NO THIS IS IMPORTANT STOP GLITCHING INTERNET. I /WILL/ HAVE THIS BE SEEN.
  13. octobr

    The QUILTBAG Club (formerly the LGBT club)

    THIS JUST HAPPENED. /me cries in a corner
  14. octobr

    Behind the Avatar, Redux

    these are in a folder called 'i am a such a faggot' because like I fuckin am Look at those crooked goddamn glasses urgh.
  15. octobr

    Favourite Fictional Characters?

    I! I like Candide and Basil Hallward and Flynn Rider and Prince Naveen. BEST COMBINATION EVER. They could be bros and run a hair salon together.
  16. octobr

    [OOC/SIGNUPS] Streets Run Red

    Haha, it's just the pronoun that really makes the difference. La goes to morning, el to tomorrow -- it's a slight difference. NOT THAT ANY OF OUR CHARACTERS CLAIM TO KNOW SPANISH THOUGH :B
  17. octobr

    [OOC/SIGNUPS] Streets Run Red

    Oh gosh, guys, hate to do this to you but 'El Mañana' means tomorrow, not morning. Just thought you should um know.
  18. octobr

    Open Streets Run Red

    The way night fell in this city was like someone had tied rocks to a curtain and let it fall. Graham had visited other towns in Unova, places like Nuvema where the ocean shivered on its edges, like Nacrene where the soft hum of dusk was the same color of the sky, and there the sunset came down...
  19. octobr

    PLAN MY VACATION FOR ME

    YES CHICAGO. IN WHICH THERE ARE. MUSEUMS. Also Mazon Creek is three hours away. oh wait lol I'm annoying as fuck NVM
  20. octobr

    PLAN MY VACATION FOR ME

    CLEARLY VERNETOWN. THINGS YOU CAN DO: NOTHING actually there is chicago idek
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