*speak in action*

*Read through how to play on this thread*
*Lie down on the bed and turn my head*
*Grab the remote and point it towards the TV ahead*

:goodtea:
 
*ehehe* That's kind of how I feel when I look out of the window sometimes.

*Sees Sharapova VS Serena*
*Notices the score*
*Goes crazy after Serena wins the first set 6-0*
 
*Is starting to get sleepy*
*Decides to go to bed now..*
*huggles Gwee and Renano*

*goes off to bed*.. :sleepmoon:
 
*can easily get injured from being glomped*
*is listening to relaxing music*
*wants something interesting to do*
 
/me huggles ushio instead~

/me wonder how long the "1 hr" of shopping will take ;p
 
*making smores*
*prepare the gram cracker, chocolate bar while roasting the marshmillow*
 
*notice a missing chocolate bar*
*notice nexus was running away*
*squint and see's that nexus ate my chocolate bar*
D:
*just only eat the roast marshmillow*
q.q
 
*Looking at the monitor while thinking how nice the thread that Super had opened*

P.S Hi Super :hi:
 
*wave back to [MENTION=28243]egozi44[/MENTION]*
Hello there egozi

*deide to have a tea party*
*snap my finger once*
*notice the butler and maid appear from the house*
*watching them set up the tea party with nice furniture and tea cup set*
*also notice the chef are bringing out some pastry that compliment the tea*
so nice =w=
 
*smack nexus on the back of the head again*
now stop causing trouble or else kid.

*snap my finger again as the table is unflip with all the goodies in perfect condition again as nothing ever happen to it before*
*start having tea and eating the sweets*
 
/me want to get more onions

/me too lazy to do so -_-

/me going to watch some anime instead :3
 
oh I see... so thats how your gonna play huh?
*grab nexus and give a kiss on the neck*
*after kissing, start licking the neck*
so tasty :)
 

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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?