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Everyone's Favorite Shooty Gnome

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Everyone's Favorite Shooty Gnome
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#31
09-28-2009, 07:08 AM
Uh, black/red, why? (YES I LIKE COLORS EVERYONE ELSE LIKES, SHUT UP. <cry> )
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Frogspawned: Frogspawned flips a table.
Frogspawned: (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

FROG, STOP FLIPPING TABLES. YOU'RE MAKING A MESS.

Frogspawned: ┬─┬ ノ( ゜-゜ノ)
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Rubykuby Offline
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#32
09-28-2009, 07:10 AM
D'aww, but Dilnikas likes purple and I like blue, so you're not /that/ weird.
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#33
09-28-2009, 08:02 AM
Grats Piken you are going to make a great GM
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#34
09-28-2009, 08:20 PM
c:

Today is a good day. Piken deserved it a lot, what with the Gnomes and the Gnomeregan and the me reading his storyline and wanting him to write it faster.

EDIT: I put that too nicely. HURRY UP. c:




Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
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