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 Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 1:48 pm
*Wakes up alone since Cerebral Perception has left to fetch her entire arsenal of weaponry*
Hmm... twisted
*Puts an arrow in her bed leg where the 'knee' would be and vanishes with the fading stars at dawn... giggling like a pranking school boy*
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 9:41 am
An arrow to the knee joke, huh?
*puts on latex gloves*
Alright...you asked for it...
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 1:08 pm
I know you mean well and all, but I just don't roll that way
Evil deviant dictators with latex gloves just aren't my type
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2012 2:52 pm
Allow me to show you my thoughts.... It's been a long time since I've done this, and this one is gonna feel especially good, just because of that arrow to the knee joke. *dropkicks* .... and that was the cerebral perception
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 12:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 3:41 pm
I wake up, suffering a sore rear-end from what I hope was just getting dropkick, and with the epiphany that arrow to the knee jokes are no longer funny, and set out to rekindle my pre-'arrow to the knee' days of high adventure.
You can come along if you want 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 6:23 pm
No more arrow to the knee jokes? Good. I can cross you off my beat-to-death list.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 7:19 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:08 pm
Aw! Did you have to stab yourself?! Now there's blood all over the bed!
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 7:25 pm
eek
Oh well, you know what they say; "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer"
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 9:21 pm
Indeed. Now where's my execution sword?
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 1:51 am
Allow me to show you my thoughts.... I ate it. :3 I'm sorry I ruined your plans to broil his flesh, sprinkle it with a light cumin seasoning, and drink it with a glass of his blood just because you want to keep the enemy close and there's no place closer than inside your stomach. .... and that was the cerebral perception
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 7:31 pm
You got some weird fetishes, lady. eek
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 9:52 pm
I'd just say, "What's up, bro?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 10:02 pm
I'd say: "You're really pretty, but I don't usually swing that way. @_@"
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