When you consider giving your character a haircut instead of yourself.
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
I too am very often jealous of Melodie's hair. Dat redhead.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
when you want to staffcast dissolution annoying people
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Having a really interrupted sleep schedule means really weird dreams. Last afternoon, I had a dream where @Tirac was actually @Sartan and @Sartan was Voldemort, and that he was known for hugging only his favored followers. Y'know, like that one part in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows where Draco Malfoy steps up and Voldemort embraces him. In my dream, Malfoy was Drobund or something. x_x
.. Now all I'm going to be thinking about when Sartan calls me for a meeting is about hugging him. Halp.
"Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"
When you have an essay due in 30 minutes and you're typing up the conclusion... and decide to try and type up what you can remember of the Apocrypha for fun.
Yeah, bit of an exaggeration on my part, but there's not much of the overall text that I remember clearly besides a few quotes amongst other things. Doesn't mean I'm not a fan of it though!
when you try to talk on an MMO and start all your lines with CLT, CT, HT or OT.
And then those random times when you start the line with Say, and suddenly EVERYBODY repeats what you said.
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
You comfort a friend —who just went through a traumatic psycho ex-partner situation—until 4am in the morning with words of wisdom and philosophy, spoken in the way your scholarly character does. Not only that, but using actual phrases from a recent ritual you did…and getting compliments on this sudden flash of emotional intelligence they never knew you possessed in that darkened, infinite black hole that is your heart.
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
While in the middle of getting students to line up to change to their next class, you see two students putting away books. You inform them it's not necessary, that the next class will be using them, and they turn to you in delight to say, "I know, we're just making them suffer. SUFFERING!" before returning to what they were doing. And you just can't help but think... what wonderful little Mhaldorians they would probably make.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
While in the middle of getting students to line up to change to their next class, you see two students putting away books. You inform them it's not necessary, that the next class will be using them, and they turn to you in delight to say, "I know, we're just making them suffer. SUFFERING!" before returning to what they were doing. And you just can't help but think... what wonderful little Mhaldorians they would probably make.
You gave them gold stars for that didn't you?
Janeway: Tuvok! *clapclap* Release my hounds!
Krenim: Hounds? How cliche.
Janeway: Tuvok! *clapclap* Release my rape gorilla!
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Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
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That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
Oh, Achaea, my brain will never be the same after you.
.. Now all I'm going to be thinking about when Sartan calls me for a meeting is about hugging him. Halp.
i'm a rebel
→My Mudlet Scripts
- 2014/05/13 03:37:22 - Jhui dies gasping for breath, asphyxiated by the power of Hanley Silverstorm's kai.
SerpentKai Go!
And they just look at you... for a solid minute. Confusion evident as they leave, while you sigh softly and mumble 'Nub.' : )
When I realized 4 out of 5 of the alarms I have set in my phone were for things that I agreed to be in game for.
when you try to talk on an MMO and start all your lines with CLT, CT, HT or OT.
And then those random times when you start the line with Say, and suddenly EVERYBODY repeats what you said.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
You comfort a friend —who just went through a traumatic psycho ex-partner situation—until 4am in the morning with words of wisdom and philosophy, spoken in the way your scholarly character does. Not only that, but using actual phrases from a recent ritual you did…and getting compliments on this sudden flash of emotional intelligence they never knew you possessed in that darkened, infinite black hole that is your heart.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
While in the middle of getting students to line up to change to their next class, you see two students putting away books. You inform them it's not necessary, that the next class will be using them, and they turn to you in delight to say, "I know, we're just making them suffer. SUFFERING!" before returning to what they were doing. And you just can't help but think... what wonderful little Mhaldorians they would probably make.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
You gave them gold stars for that didn't you?