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Post by Zoodle on May 14, 2007 23:49:48 GMT -5
Hey guys, I is Nukem, and Toasty, 'to' means 'going to [noun]', the correct spelling is 'too', which means 'also'. Silly Toasty!
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Huzzah!
May 15, 2007 22:50:33 GMT -5
Post by Zoodle on May 15, 2007 22:50:33 GMT -5
Myes, master... I am doing as you wish, master... >:]
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Huzzah!
May 15, 2007 11:53:10 GMT -5
Post by Zoodle on May 15, 2007 11:53:10 GMT -5
Well, I'm Sadria's little brother, and I'm friends with Eve and Korrigan, so yes, people know me.
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Huzzah!
May 14, 2007 18:21:30 GMT -5
Post by Zoodle on May 14, 2007 18:21:30 GMT -5
It is I, Fat Chocobo, Zidane, Grog-min, Dee, The Little Bro and Zoodle, all compacted into a Pocket-sized Explosion(TM).
You know me, you love me, you fear me, and now I am heeeere!
Huzzah!
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Post by Zoodle on Jan 19, 2008 15:01:03 GMT -5
OOC: I guess maybe I waited too long to post, and everyone got bored of DC or something.
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Post by Zoodle on Jan 14, 2008 12:40:04 GMT -5
OOC: Well, other than a lot of internet/gaming junkies, I do actually like to spend time with my family, so that might be the cause of it.
edit: Kinda strange... normally, when I finally post, you guys all post very quickly. I guess things are moving slowly both ways now.
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Post by Zoodle on Jan 11, 2008 17:29:44 GMT -5
OOC: Yes, I know, very, very, very, very late, but at least I got it done xP
IC:
Drake pondered the situation he was in, but was suddenly yanked out of his thoughts by the ringing of the school bell. He quickly ate his food, and slipped his backpack on. He stood up, and walked to his next class with Jack.
A few hours later...
The bell rang once more, and the many kids that filled the school quickly fled as though the building had caught fire. As Drake and Jack exited the building, Drake noticed a girl talking on a cell phone outside. Normally he wouldn't pay attention to something so common, but something seemed different about this girl. He quickly noticed that her face was very concerned, and his curiosity got the better of him. Watching her carefully, he saw her eyes widen, and fill with tears. She yelled something into the phone, tears on the brink of pouring down her face, but the crowd of yelling teens around him made it impossible to hear her. She dropped her phone, sobbing, and ran off towards the parking lot. A few people murmured and stared, pointing at her and her dropped phone.
"What do you think that was about?" Drake asked Jack, looking back at him.
OOC: If anyone had any plans for during school, I can change this. I just figured nothing really would happen.
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 27, 2007 11:46:54 GMT -5
OOC: Yes, yes we were. Now I'm just busy with my presents. xD
I promise I'll post soon!
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 23, 2007 17:18:16 GMT -5
OOC: Ah, that may be true, but Drake has always been picked on, for what seems to him to be no reason at all, so whenever he sees anyone who acts different than the jocks, or doesn't bow down to them, he figures they get picked on as well. Kind of a 'glass half-empty' kind of lad.
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 22, 2007 14:54:40 GMT -5
OOC: As long as that's true, and you don't end up pulling a "Toasty" on us, I think it should be okay for you to join.
PS: Does anyone else find it weird that Shmoe and Banana haven't posted since this started? xD
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 21, 2007 3:44:04 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah, that pretty much sums up how I feel. I'm fine with other people joining, as long as they can promise that they'll stay active.
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 20, 2007 16:10:43 GMT -5
OOC: Nice post =D
IC:
Roses and chocolates... why don't I just give her a big ball of cliché... Drake turned to look at Cindy, then he took a bite of his food. It tastes better when I'm looking at her... wait, that's really creepy!
Drake shook his head quickly, trying to get out of his head. He could sometimes control that, but he could never control the staring. The constant staring. He'd been caught a few times staring at things he shouldn't have been, but he couldn't help it. He always had to stare at something, whether it was inappropriate or not. It was one of his many bad habits.
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 20, 2007 2:56:19 GMT -5
OOC: Oh, wow, never RPed before?! I didn't know that. And yeah, that's fine if you want to wait to post your profile until then. Of course, then you'll have to wait quite a while before you can start posting, and that would kill me. xD
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 19, 2007 3:24:43 GMT -5
IC:
Drake was sitting at a lunch table all by himself, huddled over a piece of paper with a pencil. He was writing something extremely personal, which he knew he would never show to anyone, but it made him feel like he was making progress.
Dear Cindy, You may not have ever noticed me, because not many people do, but I'm Drake, from school. I was hoping that, maybe, we could go to the prom together, if you wanted. Maybe I could rent a limo or something, and then pick you up. Prom is in a few weeks, so please call my cell phone at 762-6864. Thanks, Drake.
He read the note quickly after he finished writing it, and scoffed. He crumpled it, and stuffed it in his pocket. He looked over at Cindy, laughing with a couple of her friends, and smiled. She brushed her hair out of her face, and he noticed that she glanced over at him. Oh god... she saw me staring at her! She probably thinks I'm some sort of creepy stalker. Oh god, oh god, I blew it! She doesn't even know me and I blew it already! He wiped his face with his hands, and once his hands had dropped down to his lap, he noticed someone else sitting alone. Tasha DeLuca.
Drake was afraid of her, as were many other people in Centoria Academy. I'm surprised she doesn't have a live rat or something on her lunch tray... He chuckled to himself, moving his gaze to Kaiden, a somewhat new student. He looked tough, but Drake had noticed he seemed quite friendly. Then, Drake steered his eyes to Zach, Tasha's cousin. He looked like the kind of guy who gets wedgies a lot. I do not envy him, having to live with Tasha. She probably hits him a lot... But before Drake could continue his judgment of everyone in the room, his best, and only, friend, Jack slipped on the bench across from Drake's empty lunch table.
"Oh, hey man." Drake casually said to Jack. "How's it going?" "I'm not gonna say 'jolly' like I know you want me to." Jack laughingly replied. Drake chuckled, smiling.
Jack was a good friend. He had stopped Drake from staring at Cindy for too long many times, and in return Drake often helped him with his homework. They were nearly inseparable, to the point that Drake once heard a rumor that they were "lovers".
"So, how many times did you talk to yourself about Cindy today?" Jack asked. To which Drake replied with a sneer, followed by a chuckle.
"I had a really weird dream last night..." Drake started, trying to change to subject. "I was looking at my calender, and then all of the sudden a date got circled, like I was writing with a pencil or something. The weird thing is that I wasn't holding anything, and my hands were down at my sides anyway. I think the date was the 19th... the prom. Then I looked down at my hands, and they were covered in blood, so i ran into the bathroom, and when I looked in the mirror, my skin looked completely pale, and my eyes were completely gray. It was really weird."
Jack shuddered sticking out his tongue for a second. "Brr... creepy." He said, looking down at his food. "I'm not so hungry all of the sudden."
OOC: There, finally xP
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Post by Zoodle on Dec 18, 2007 1:19:36 GMT -5
OOC: Blarg, sorry about being so slow. I've just been staying at my father's HOUSE to help move, and now unpack, but we no longer have interwebs. I'll be sure to start it soon.
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