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I've decided I want to apply for a job at Fingon's brothel, but I don't really have a proper resume. Do you think this picture will help me get the job, instead? -
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My sister knew who I was! Sort of. I wonder if she'll still remember tomorrow, though?
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You know it's incredibly hard to communicate as a vegetable. I hadn't really ever thought about it before, but did being a lettuce ever suck ( Read more... ) -
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Lettuce take some time to catch up. It seem Vaire has returned me to life as a vegetable. Now, don't let me get ahead of myself, it's not so bad. I just hope everyone will leaf me alone so I don't end up a salad! -
let's try that again
Argon: >.>
Namo: *facepalm*
Argon: ItwasanaccidentIswear.
Namo: *gets out all the paperwork, again*
Argon: >.> <.<
Namo: *adjusts glasses, looks it over* Since you filled out a survey such a short time ago, I won't bother with that.
Namo: You're really going to give up your jacket? :D
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So we're out at sea, right? And there's like this stormI was helping to secure the ship and stuff and then this nasty bit of wood sneaks up behind me and knocks me over the head. It must have been off the sails or something ( Read more... ) -
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Argon: *is snooping around Turgon's office, trying to find books on history since his death*
Argon: *finds a semi-useful looking book and starts looking through it*
Denethor: *quietly drops down from the roof of a building around the tower, and walks inside like he has business he's attending to and that he has every damn right to be there and by ( Read more... )