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Jokerman





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Goes by... Jokerman, JM, Jo
Species... Greater Kudu
Age... Adult
Size... (link)
Scent... Highly varied.Some vague, earthy elements. Comprised of distinct components that can be muted or brought out to change its very nature. Can convincingly change or mask her scent when desired.
Notably devoid of other deer.

Pheromones... Truly androgynous; feminine and masculine qualities.And noticeably calm, even in high-stress situations.
Speech... A lower-register, slightly monotonous rasp that tends to become hushed or rapid. Hints at several accents including Earth Gaelic. #A80813/#DEDED3


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10 . 03 . 14


Saved, yet again, by Zombies...


10 . 03 . 14

10 . 03 . 14

WILL THIS EVER BE UPDATED AGAIN?

Last update Rossamund was still dead ffs.

The first time.

Fuuuuck.

Little self-reminder/MOTIVATION to at least go and try to archive as many RPs as possible before Skype deletes them so I can actually remember what happened when I do get around to it.

STILL LOVE YOU, CRAZYBITCH. I'M SORRY.

least you get a bio tho




Doing everything in her power to keep her presence in the Forest lightly-felt and difficult to trace, but inevitably brought out of her seclusion on a few noteworthy occasions.

Reunited with Castallion when she first caught scent of the buck, glad to see he was in as great as shape as ever (and just as colorful in personality as appearance). Tended as much to Rossamund as she could, finding the boy needed counseling through an admittedly difficult chapter of his time in the forest. Tried to work with him on fighting in his ghost form and encountered a hostile June during one their sessions. Spoke with the Rabbit and attempted to diffuse a little of the ire she understandably felt for both of them, succeeding on a few small points she felt. Vowed to take advantage of what communication had been established to try to follow through on it in the future, and from that could only strongly advise Rossamund on how to handle interactions if he valued having a chance of a relationship with his "sister." (It seemed he had been stalking a few of her friends. No idea where he learned that kind of behavior...)

More than the "physical" however, being relegated to this form had the Myling contending with heavily emotional turmoil. Did her best to offer her support where she could through these dark times, not minding when he came to visit her and Indi although made it clear after an encounter with Rohit that he understood both children were to be protected at all costs. Didn't feel she had to say more than that, and Rossamund appeared uplifted by her mentioning that she considered him like family. Less enthused about received the title of Aunt, but it was neither the place nor time.

Speaking of confusing familial ties, had been making gradual progress in her relationship with Indi's son, still finding it imperative to get him on accepting terms with her before approaching Abhiri. Starting to consider it wise that Rohit learn to spar, as he's a quiet, serious little thing with a lot of pent-up energy, and she frankly thinks he could use the outlet. He'd (unfortunately) seen his first fight not too long ago, despite her and Indi's attempts to keep him out of it knows he saw far more than he should have. Attempted to egg him on a few times on a lazy evening at the Playground, under Indi's approval of course, and probably only succeeded in cementing her Weirdo image. Though was able to deadpan though her joy in causing him some adorable frustration in the process of trying to get him to wrestle.

Ended up laying off him finally, and he'd retreat back to his mother on the boulders glaring at her as if she was the single greatest source of evil on this planet. Joked with Indi a few times about how much he seemed to take after his mother and just kind of gets this look back that made her question if the Sangai also noticed a certain other resemblance the children bore... maybe JM wasn't going crazy after all.

One of the most significant recent occurrences to memory was no doubt Rossamund's safe and eventual return to life, after a long and frustrating journey. Saw to it that he was fed and accompanied for the first few days of his recovery, incidentally using up each of the rabbits she had asked him to kill just days prior, when food hadn't been of interest to him but was to her for a project. Didn't find out how it had happened, not finding the timing right then and also not having seen much of the Myling since that week, though hearing whispers here and there of some of his exploits, for better or for worse.

Caught Rohit and Abhiri out running around one night without Indi's usual constant supervision and got just close enough to keep an eye on them without alerting them to her presence. Indi showed up in no time, so she relaxed and fell into her own thoughts as the family played. Completely caught off guard when the trio came and took Red Hill by storm in a confusing game of Zombies, no doubt initiated by Rohit, and ended up getting involved in it whether she wanted to or not. Somehow had been promoted from "Evil Zombie" to "Zombie Hunter" in the little guy's eyes, which while it sounded like an improvement at the time, Jokerman quickly realized still made her the antagonist in the little game. Though she fought back, was quickly outnumbered, mobbed, and infected to his seeming delight before Abhiri tired out. Rohit still looked at her like she was nuts when she rubbed the trees afterward, in an attempt to get him to play a little more. Would have to try more drastic measures later, but for the time just took it in stride and settled near the group tentatively. Heart all but seized when the smallest of the trio wandered over and ended climbing onto her back and falling asleep there. A whole myriad of fears put to rest by seeming to get Abhiri's stamp of approval and Rohit's growing tolerance. Didn't say anything to Indi at the time but knows it meant as much to her, too.

Her time and visits with Indi had been occupying the majority of her mind in one way or another, either working during the day on small schemes and building contacts with deer relevant to those schemes, visiting the family in the evening or stealing moments alone with Indi during the night. Hadn't been sticking her nose into much else that was arguably not her business, at least not in any obvious way. And while things were definitely much improved from where they started, the last thing she wanted was to any way encroach on the Topaz's time with her recently reunited family, or to be perceived by an intruding force by either of them. Found Indi by the flower patch near the river alone tonight and gladly took the opportunity to spend some time with the mother.

It wasn't too long before they were being watched. Waited to see if the other (Indigo) would approach on his own, but aware that her own companion was a little less comfortable with the bird's approach (Player assumes Indi felt tacky being caught wearing the same name so embarrassing) and went to deal with it head-on, as was the Sangai's way. Watched this as well though eventually interfered just to make it clear to the newcomer they weren't going to be chasing him, giving him the chance to come closer if he wanted. Could remember every one of her run-ins with Morioch since returning to the Forest and they were intentionally few and far between, but had seen enough of his small bird companion to make a few conclusions about his presence. Knew it was likely that nothing more than simple curiosity that had spurred the visit, though there was a few other possibilities too.

With this thought, plopped herself on the ground, intending to see how the rest would play out. Laid her head on her forelegs and watched with half-lidded interest as she waited for him to either come closer or Morioch to show up, standing enthusiastically when the older male came by. Took the opportunity to observe his behavior and appearance, nothing more than a sniff to his small companion which caused a small stir of amusement in the Kudu as he took off again. Watched the littler one leave, regretting that she hadn't been able to exchange greetings but time enough for that later. Maybe. Whatever it was, it was still better than Xetkal, and she resumed her earlier stance that there was no need for her to get involved.

Aware as they settled back down that Indi was still tense. Assumed her own omniscient Jokerman way what it was about without even asking, leaned close and quietly launched into the best reassurances and promises she could give her friend. Was cut off with Indi's words of knowing, and complete trust in her, and that was enough. In a moment of intimacy responded with the only thing better than that that she could think of which brought the doe pressing closer, things instantly seeming a lot simpler and a lot more complicated in that action. Shut out the world and lingered in each other's companies for as long as possible before Indi had to return to the kids.

Left as well, figuring the twilight hours would be the best time to do this. Despite Rossamund having promised to replenish the rabbit supply, had taken it upon herself to kill, cure, and preserve a variety of small vermin carcasses over the weeks following his return. Gathered them now and went off to the Birch to speak to a contact she'd made there, wanting to pursue a little whim.



It's good to see you both.
...We'll have to do something about that maternally-instilled sense of virtue.


Keeping close at Indi's family's heels should the need for aid ever surface; apart from that, busying herself with other things.

Many visits from Rossamund, to her relief. The Myling was doing a good job of checking in and putting her mind at ease. Watching his appearance shift from avian to vulpine to, at times, something like his original form. Which is at once heart-rendingly gratifying and more than a little bit amusing when he couldn't seem to perfect the hue.

Helped him work on his coloration this afternoon, the process being long and consisting of much trial and error and doubtless lots of effort from the Ghost. Eventually he got it right and their efforts were rewarded. Definitely didn't fall into the pond at any point. Settled into a mood for a moment and took note of the little Ghost sneaking off. Equally curious of where he was going as she was what he would do off on his own, and opted to explore the latter today. Feigned slumber and waited. The thought process being "He can't get hurt... right?"

Wrong. The Myling came back a short while later and settled back next to her. Could sense something was off and kept her mouth shut, just eyed him thoughtfully. At last he started spilling. Questioned him on it a little bit about his participation in a fight, as much interested in his ability to be hurt as the source of his injury. It seemed to be another hallmark of him gaining aptitude in this form.

Joined by Ciel and Neela as well, greeted the pair somewhat briskly as Neela was being adorable and shy and what was Jo supposed to do with [i]that?
Felt bad; she really needed to work on how she approach fawns, little girls in particular, but that thought was intermingled with the one that most kids start crying when she looks at them, and more lately have thought that she was going to eat their brains. Didn't want to do that to Ciel's family, and entertained other ideas, all of which consisted of staying seated for now.

Resumed talking with Rossamund, though noted his change in behavior with the pair's arrival. Found out about... something. Unsure. Ushered him a bit closer to Neela, perplexed at both their behaviors when she found out they were supposed to be friends. Also barked out some orders for any future 'incidents' with protecting others. Trying to work with him as it was evident the buck's code of honor was a part of him, and there was no use trying to pretend it couldn't get him hurt anymore.[/i]



...He has my ears.


Since disappearing five months ago, things have changed in ways even she hadn't expected. A contractual visit to the Soul Dealer Osias's hell resulting in her eventual breakthrough after being able to make contact with Eraline's ghost, in a deeply personal visit that she has kept to herself, but remains markedly changed by. Emerged with a renewed sense of obligation and the first hints of inner peace in years. Surprised herself more than anyone else by asking Indi if she could come along with her on her quest to find her children, instead of returning to the Forest as originally intended.

Visited the Sangai's homeworld in projected vessels and succeeded in establishing her children's souls' connections with the Forest. Concluded the long and arduous 'adventure' and returned to the Forest approximately a month ago, where they immediately set about trying to find the youths, both unsure and nervous that it hadn't worked out after all, or knowing if they would be able to recognize either fawn. Eventually mother and children were happily reunited, though it was clear it would take time and effort for things to settle down. Understanding of this, backed off immediately so as not to make the transition any rougher, even though falling back into old habits of withdrawing was the last thing she wanted right now.

Has busied herself with relearning the Forest. The first order of business being to touch bases with Henna. Accepted her sister's scolding for her lengthy absence (with no way of contacting) and insisted on learning of recent news. All worse fears seemingly came to light. Heartbroken to hear of Rossamund's passing, all the anger she felt directed purely at herself and even saddened that she had put Henna in this place. Made a sort of peace with it a few weeks later, however. Found a way to keep in touch with the boy's spirit and has not given up on finding a proper conclusion to these events. Treasures his attempts to make contact with her and does everything she can to increase the frequency of his visits.

A few other small visits here and there with others. Sat with Ciel at one point and was grateful as ever for his presence in her life, however little their paths may cross. But for the most part, drifted through the Forest like a ghost. Embracing the solitude and spending much time seemingly wrapped up in her thoughts near the riverbed, hardly moving to acknowledge the glances from certain passers-by; wisened up to a few less-friendly individuals in this way, though hasn't acted on it yet. Uncertain if she will. Also been crashing at the Topaz's home when she wasn't there, for a change of scenery. Sentimental like that. Found by Israel one afternoon in her favorite spot, and filled in on his recent travels. Unsure of how to receive the buck now that he's older, and treading carefully but firmly. Intends to learn more about him in light of Indi's relationship with her adopted son.

Rarely sees the Sangai after helping her to reunite with Rohit and Abhiri. Missing Indi like crazy after the events of the past months, which was expected and only natural. Using the time wisely, making preparations. Beginning to take small steps towards encountering the trio and familiarizing them with her presence, particularly Rohit, who already has a negative impression of her. Reassured by Indi that the boy has always been the cautious type. More endeared than anything with being able to see so much of his mother in the fawn. Happy to have them all here, and Indi so obviously happy.

Thoughts and perceptions challenged, even more than she thought they would be, by the two perplexing, spirited little creatures now in both their lives. Trying to do her best to give the newly-reunited family time to adjust, but acutely aware of certain aspects that are incredibly familiar. Keeping these thoughts to herself for the time being as she really isn't sure what it all means, though muses on it a lot in her spare time. Already charmed by and devoted to the fawns in mind, it seems.



Additional Notes


In excellent health. Elated, focused.





Without

Appearance


A traveling spirit; has accrued many different traits—marks—throughout different lifespans which manifest in different ways depending on the realm she is in. In the Forest she takes the form of a rather plain Greater Kudu from a previous life, though with enough time spent, her appearance has begun to warp.

More personal and spiritually-bound elements have revealed themselves. Rich brown fur has deepened to mahogany, and is ticked with shades of bright ruby. Even the helm with which she'd once identified so deeply, a male Kudu skull, had been stolen and a new one replaces it now which is completely her own; forged out of a mysterious, non-organic material and sculpted to depict an almost mocking caricature of her nature.


Set one - Idol Pelt, Skull Mask, Key AntlersIndicates her helm, which is usually worn.
Her physical state is a direct reflection of her mental state, and though it can be manipulated somewhat for her own advantage, generally a rich red overtone and healthy amount of weight reflects ambition and physical preparedness, for better or for worse. There is no desire to be disguised or blend into her surroundings at these times and greater visibility is often the intended result. A beacon of confidence that welcomes friend or foe to find her.

Set two - Fan Pelt, Real Deer Mask, Noh Antlers When unmasked. Very rare; it takes a strong impact in her life to get her to shed her helm.
Her fur can vary from a lush, deep red, to a coarse ashen brown in periods of emotional decline. The waning desire to eat, drink, or tend to her physical being is indicative of taut emotions and negligent self-worth. It is not uncommon for her spine and hip bones to become pronounced in times of severe undernourishment. Despite the physical and emotional depletion, her mental faculties are commonly heightened in these moments, and may be the reason she allows herself to fall into such a sorry state. It is the next best thing for a Deer who strives to be invisible. Unpretentious and easily passed by but often incredibly keen to her surroundings.



Solid, sleek musculature, she has no great bulk and probably borders on the slender side. Neither does she have any appealing curves or plush fur; only a slight shagginess around her throat and a slightly out-of-control mane. Tall and gaunt even at her best.

She is unhorned, with a broad, angular face, and dark amber eyes. She generally has a somber demeanor that can range from incredible severity to an almost coltish humor, and can be difficult to decipher under a stone mask. Lithe in movement with a careful, efficient briskness. Movements are measured and appear carefully calculated, with hints of underlying tension.




Features



Ritual Helm Whether its use as a ceremonial object was meant in its own right, has become a tool to her own personal ritual in the form of hunts. Affords great measure of power, protection, and anonymity. Allows a disconnect from reality and identity that is to her day-to-day function as crucial as the great power it wields.
It boasts a somber, almost patronizing expression of sympathy and pity. Traded by the Craftsman.
Twin God Charm One of a pair of charms, once worn by Eraline. Forged into the crown of her new helm. Passed on by Ciel.
War Paint A tribute to a daughter from one mother to the other, usually covered by her mask. From Henna.
Soul Dealer's Scar Strange marking in the shape of a human hand, around her throat and neck region. Acquired upon entering Osias's world.
Bug Bite On her left shoulder, not visible from a distance. Courtesy of Allu.




Combat



Whatever her state of health, Jokerman almost always has great reserves of energy and stamina. Though strong for her stature, where brute force is concerned she can be outmatched by many of the Forests' residents. High dexterity levels compensate somewhat for this.

She is a tactical fighter and relies heavily on strategy and mind games, and is better than average at spotting the same in others. It is common for her to avoid fighting or at least greatly be able to diffuse it through countering her would-be opponents' actions. She is very controlled in movement and consideration, and it is rare for her to engage in combat unwillingly.

Though sparring is one of the few activities she enjoys, she is not one to get into meaningless fights. Jokerman is outcome-oriented and has very little pride to be manipulated. Safety is her driving ambition so she'll often occupy herself with evacuating innocents from the area or distracting the offender. She is not concerned about fair play or honor, and will gladly team up with other deer to take down someone she considers a true threat, though she is highly concerned with collateral damage.

She accepts great responsibility for her actions and would sacrifice her own well-being for an innocent without hesitation. A well-known weakness.


(more later)







You have to realize you're the Devil just as much as you are God
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Isobel noticed the kudu on

Isobel noticed the kudu on the hill. She was there when she lost her mother, and now she was here when everyone lost Phaios. She headed over to the kudu, sitting next to her silently. For a long time she was quiet. Staring at the tree, she finally spoke as she turned her head to face Jokerman.

"They can't fix Phai either, can they. Just like no one could fix Mama."

edit: O LOOK A PAGE

(O LOOK A KIMI) At Isobel's

(O LOOK A KIMI)

At Isobel's words, the Kudu turns her head and smiles sadly. "You figured that out, huh?" It was past the point where she could cushion reality with trite words of comfort. Iso had already seen more death in her young life than most adults; if she had her own understanding of mortality by now, then by the Twins, JM was willing to hear it.
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Oh track this! Beautiful CSS

Oh track this! Beautiful CSS here <3

Nice to see Jokerman. And sorry for Eórlien's strange behaviour - she saw that He limps and wanted to know what happened. Eye
By Cicadia and Jalawhey <3

Always wanted to interact

Always wanted to interact with this character. Glad I finally got the chance. ;u;

TmA - Thank you, and that was

TmA - Thank you, and that was so sweet of her. <3 JM's a little out of it but I know she appreciated Eórlien's concern. Deep down. ;) I hope they can interact some other time!


Spider - Me too with Donovan, ever since I saw you get that lovely Jala design. >> Love how you interpreted his set (and personality!).
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DOMINIC NOT DONOVAN I'M SO

DOMINIC NOT DONOVAN I'M SO SORRY

Retrack

Retrack
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/sobsgrossly Thank you for

/sobsgrossly Thank you for calling my Clarence a badass. ;A;

Omg that was you? &hearts;

Omg that was you? ♥ Thank you for giving me a chance to FINALLY interact with one of your chars... who was his friend?
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Ye! No, thank you.

Ye! No, thank you. <3
I've been wanting to interact with your lovely characters.
The doe with the monarch pelt is Talullaah.

I KEEP FORGETTING TO TRACK

I KEEP FORGETTING TO TRACK THIS But I love this girl so here I am. ♥

Idio(ican'tspellthatwordbymem

Idio(ican'tspellthatwordbymemory)sies- THANK YOU for providing that link!

Torn - BAH thank you! It's good to see you back. :)
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Hello again.

Hello again. <3
Is Rping ok right now? Or are you busy?

Hey you.

Hey you. <3
Never too busy, dropped a little thing on Rossamund's page as well but you're under no obligation to respond. :) It's so good to see you on.
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I'll reply on Rossy's blog.

I'll reply on Rossy's blog. c:
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Nice to see you again.

Nice to see you again. <3
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"I miss Phai so much."

You too. &hearts; Finally

You too. ♥ Finally memorized Ross's picto (long overdue).


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Jokerman closed her eyes for a moment; this was already so clear. Some days she found Rossamund in a haze, distant and lonely, in need of comfort she couldn't bring. And then there was today, when he pressed himself against her flank without pretense and she could only strive to provide some fraction of the guidance of her predecessor.

"I know." She turned briskly, prepared to offer whatever it was he needed or asked. A soothing caress or the apology in her eyes. I'm sorry.
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He burrowed his teary face

He burrowed his teary face into her fur. "I- I want to know how she died. If someone else did it, or..." his voice trailed of. Jo probably knew what he meant anyways. Almost five months had passed now, five, and he still didn't know for certain what had happened.
"Unless you'd rather not say.. I'd like to know for certain though. But I'd understand if you don't want to tell me."

[Edit: Gonna take a quick shower, then I'll be right back.]

The Kudu fell silent for a

The Kudu fell silent for a moment. Not out of revulsion, or even surprise. To gather her thoughts and give him the closure he needed. A short, bitter pause in reflection that she should be the one to console the youth in grieving. What picture could she possibly paint for him from the hues of her own warped palette? Her nose pointed towards the ground and she let the ridges of her mask shield her features as she replied.
"There's a love a parent has for their child that I could never articulate. It's the love Phaios had for you, and Pica, and several others. But she was also sad, and sometimes too much sadness can kill a mother. To see... to see a world that would bring any kind of pain or suffering to your child. Much less, to live in it. " She shifted again to look down at the young male tucked against her. If he'd had his suspicions already about what had happened on this hill many nights ago, a small nod would confirm it then. But a lifetime of wrath and anger had gotten her nowhere, and she made no move to identify any guilty parties.
"No one harmed her, but no one helped her, either. Someone should have helped her. So personally..." she cracked a joyless smile and it felt like she was trying to scrape dried mud from her hooves, "personally, though I hold myself to blame in large part, I say the sadness ultimately took her life."

(Argh, me too. :X I may have to be off to bed soon as well, so I might take until tomorrow to respond - sorry! For your part, never feel any rush with our RPs. ♥ just happy to have 'em)
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Rossamund gazed at her as he

Rossamund gazed at her as he listened, and nodded thoughtfully when she had finished talking. "It's not your fault," he said, and nuzzled Jo in an attempt to reassure her. She looked as sad as he felt. "Thank you for telling me. I think I understand now."
(Just got back from school. We had a cool art contest.)

Another pause, this time more

Another pause, this time more a cessation of all thought and emotion. Jokerman's shoulders slackened for a moment and her voice returned to its measured, even cadence. "You deserved to know. You deserve a lot better than what you've been dealt so far in this life," and she supposed that must have been what drew her friend to the fawn in the first place. Though she could manage no more than a casual glance to the boy, she meant every word. "I'm always here for you, Rossamund. Even the littlest thing. Even just to talk."


(AWESOME. Did you have any fun?)
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"Thank you Jo," Rossamund

"Thank you Jo," Rossamund said, absolutely meaning it. "Thank you for everything."
He yawned sleepily. "If I can ever help you, let me know, okay?"

(Yeah! It was a hallway decorating contest. Each group (seinors, juniors, sophomores,freshman) was given a hallway to decorate, but had to go by a certain theme- this time it was Disney movies. The freshmen got the Little Mermaid. Lotsss of fish painting.)

"Of course," she murmured, to

"Of course," she murmured, to both statements--although the latter was met with a somewhat enduring smile. Jokerman laid her head neatly across her forelegs. "So honorable. You are certainly your mother's son."

(That's so kickass. I love fish. :I)
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Rossamund curled up at her

Rossamund curled up at her side. "Thanks..." he murmured, then he fell fast asleep.

(Yup. My high-school is pretty interesting.
On a completely different note:boop)

OF ALL THE TIMES FOR ME TO

OF ALL THE TIMES FOR ME TO CLOSE MY LAPTOP WITHOUT LOOKING


WHYYYYYY


WHY


omg I'm sorry HAHAHAHAHA THOUGH. Rossamund's getting to be sneaky little thing now
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Ehehehe Don't worry, my TEF

Ehehehe
Don't worry, my TEF quit unexpectedly a minute later. 8D
(But he's online now)

It seems like you've been

It seems like you've been able to get on TEF a lot more lately? I'm super glad. :) ...even if I missed you again last night.
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Yeah, I have! 8D Although

Yeah, I have! 8D Although sometimes I'm not able to (like yesterday/today).
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sometimes i like to rap out

sometimes i like to rap out the title of this bio in my head

ES - Still a HUGE difference

ES - Still a HUGE difference though. :D

Kimi - SO DOES JD APPARENTLY. wtf you guys
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ROFLMAOSLAD

ROFLMAOSLAD
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/noms Hiya

/noms
Hiya

HEY YOU Gonna go to bed

HEY YOU

Gonna go to bed soon, I'm so sorry I was kind of boring tonight. :X Your little punk was a lot of entertainment, though. ♥
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Heh, at least he's not doing

Heh, at least he's not doing anything worse than getting in fights. XD
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+ *Hovers ominously*

+
*Hovers ominously*
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&hearts;

sorry about that. had the

sorry about that. had the forest minimized and it spazzed - hope i didn't startle you.

:I?

:I?

Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!

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time to rap to the title of

time to rap to the title of this blog again

LOOOL KAOORI GOLD

LOOOL KAOORI
GOLD

Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!

KACHAM DOUBLE POST FTW

KACHAM
DOUBLE POST FTW

Thank you, Tuo and Kohva!

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T-That CSS.. -drowns in its

T-That CSS.. -drowns in its beauty-
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DROOLS Also track ?

DROOLS

Also track ♥

Oh damn it's sexy in here

Oh damn it's sexy in here

Sig: Aihnna

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aaaaaaaaa

aaaaaaaaa
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oh woh hey sexy

oh woh hey sexy
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oh, and

oh, and