"M'not here. Leave a message."

[Messages for Remy or his mun can be left here]

Takes epic skill to wear leather.

Alcohol and nicotine. Preferrably in excess.

Putain de merde, c'est des conneries!

LINK: Only untouchable to chicken shit pansies.

LINK: Pyro had no idea what he was thinking. Well, he knew a little of what he was thinking. He was thinking about Sage and getting into her panties. He was thinking about the friends he'd left behind. He was thinking that maybe - just maybe - he'd had his rebel without a cause moment, and it was time to find out just where he really belonged. He ( Read more... )

Remy and Rogue's [verse] luxure (canon) is now moving in it's entirety to a new comm constructed based on their world created in that verse:

noiredeluxureAs they managed to collect X-Men and Marvel canon mate muses along the way, this verse had grown and thrived to the point it became necessary for us to move it all to a comm of its own for us to be able to ( Read more... )

LINK: Someone is really going to die.

LINK: Merde! Which connard stole my smokes?

LINK: When Rogue looked up and caught him blatantly and shamelessly perving on her across the dining room, he couldn't help but slipping his tongue out and trailing it slowly and suggestively along the back of his spoon, his red eyes locked deviously with hers.