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Post by Malum on Apr 10, 2007 17:00:01 GMT -5
Hmm, I think the hutts would have a keen interest in a new dancer. Can you dance, Lar?
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Post by ♥Lar Rackell♥ on Apr 11, 2007 9:30:49 GMT -5
No.
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 12, 2007 16:09:51 GMT -5
Meh, she'd end up eaten anyway. We can't have that. Besides, we sent them their last dancer and she turned out to be- well... let's just say she wasn't originally a woman... They may not be happy unless we send them one of those Twi'lek whores who seem to hang around Taris (easily found on it, at least. I mean damn! Every street corner in the lower city!), and besides, Lar is too good for them. Should we train her?
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Post by Malum on Apr 13, 2007 16:36:34 GMT -5
hehehe, those Twi'leks are so funny...
Let's send her to dictator school and make her one of our personal generals!
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Post by ♥Lar Rackell♥ on Apr 13, 2007 17:23:17 GMT -5
Oooooh.... I like that idea. *nod-nod*
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2007 0:42:59 GMT -5
Or we could train her in the way of the Gray. But, then again, you're more Light than Gray.
So, dictator school it is.
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Post by Malum on Apr 17, 2007 17:24:41 GMT -5
Huzzah!
*throws her into the dorm*
STAY!
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Post by ♥Lar Rackell♥ on Apr 18, 2007 20:02:15 GMT -5
Yeah, sorry about that. I bring more poems that I hope will make sense but won't at the same time. Isn't it funny How we'd get the same thought We'd laugh or get silent Because we had said it At the same time In the days without you Many things came to my mind Wrried for reasons I pushed away real fast I made three stories About a girl and suicide I had no idea why All the days I was thinking About you and disaster I thought HaHa I thought She's just avoiding Avoiding those two Just until it was settled But so it turns out I was right to worry You really did try When I found out I did too Well, try not to cry I worry even more now What about what we planned? What we had dreamed about? What if it did work? Where would that leave me? Did you dream when you slept? Did you think about Who always wants to talk? Who'll always be there for you? Forget everyone else Just think of me You have at least one Who loves you no matter And wouldn't get over What you did if it worked I don't understand why They all have friends But still do it? Dont think of young death Its not ever worth it You have at least one Who wouldn't get over you Its not worth it Dont ever do that again. And number two Who would I tell my stories to Talk about my obsessions knowing they'd tolerate it Who could I annoy or bug When Im at their house Knowing we'd always be cool Your my best friend I mean number one on my list The darkness seems inviting But if you go there on purpose Heaven isn't waiting Nothing is but dirt Such traquility is boring If I'm your best friend Why'd you tell me Ater you tried to go there Am I not someone to talk to To look to for comfort To share feelings with And all the ideas too Am I your best friend? I want to hit you But I dont Fearing you'd try it again
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Post by Malum on Apr 24, 2007 17:14:28 GMT -5
First one - I think you accomplished your goal. It made sense . . . but . . . didn't . . .
Second one - I approve. Quite sad.
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Post by giggles on Apr 25, 2007 19:38:09 GMT -5
I agree with Malum on the poems. Who is our dictator trainer?
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Post by giggles on Apr 25, 2007 19:38:42 GMT -5
We can't use Hitler because he's dead.... What about Castro? No, not hardcore enough... Malum on drugs?
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 26, 2007 16:31:03 GMT -5
Come to think of it, Lar doesn't need to be trained... Hm...
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Post by giggles on Apr 26, 2007 20:27:25 GMT -5
How so?
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