Tournament Log #1

[esuzumy]

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Kyle: *liberally dousing himself with a Kindness Drop to stay awake and to work away the massive cramps in his fingers and hands* No more cranes...no more cranes...
Kyle: So, Belcoot, you ready for this?

Skald: *leaning on the fence with his arms folded* You sure you're up for this, Kyle?

Belcoot: *watches him curiously, still finding

Comments

[trainer_juan]

WAY TO IMPRESS THE DAD, KYLE. Haha, good job guys!~

[mismar]

Oh Kyle. You`re in trouble now. You folded the wrong things!!

[trueltning_fury]

Poor, poor Julie and her amazingly bad rolls. *patpatpat*

[delcirose]

I-is this an omen?? lol

[foxy_hervey]

Don't even say it like that!! *sob*

.___. All the bad luck's gone now, 'kay?

[mismar]

Maybe if Hervey and Jeremy both show up in dresses for their battle, AIM will give you the advantage!

[loser_blonde]

I DON'T THINK SO. ;_;

[the_demon_yuber]

LOL way to go, pops! Damn XD

[loudest_egan]

Hey - Kyle said he wanted a kiss from the winner. D'you think he still wants me to do that? *evil grin*

[the_demon_yuber]

Oh, Kyle! Come collect your reward!~