|
Scraaaaat. It was the doors of the tavern -
a blue, wicked looking rabbit, holding (hardly) the
LFG-2001 blaster. It was me.
I was so sad, maybe it was the weather.
FLASH. It was a thunder. DOOOOOM.. Thunder clap.
I walked up to the bartender and belowed weakly "Medieval Ale mug please." Then I waited for the ale. When it was full, I slowly
walked to Elias' table. I didn't talk much, in between impressivity at Cobra's sight and suprise mixed with hardly any joy of meeting Elias. I started sinking in the ale.. it arrived to my systems.
*Elias, feel free to talk with me, but use my personality!*
__________________
Wazz Wackrabbit
"Stupid Fighter.. must destroy..
evil is good...mmm, pie." ~Black Mage.
"Hellooooo Black Mage!" ~White Mage
"Mrph..Is that you pie?" ~BM
"No, silly. It's me. Woman of your dreams." ~WM
"A woman made entirely out of pie?" ~BM (This is from FF1 8-Bit Theatre comic)
>MY PICTURE IS INCOMING SOON<
Under Scarry Sarry's pen
|