
...badly. <3 -Sylvanas
I do love these games.
Games of cat, of mouse, and of wolf… that is me.
I am the wolf. I IZ IN UR BASE, EATIN UR KITTENZ.
I don’t actually eat cats. Not to worry, it’s just a figure of LOLspeech.
*ahem* Which brings me back to what I was talking about. The game is afoot. You see, I have been tagged, pretty much by request, by Gnomeaggedon. A mage, no less… not to mention a Gnome.
Colemand will not be participating, because he might just get flamed for trying to eat Mr. Geddon. But I will take this “tag” and smash it all over the place! Then I shall send the broken remains to other people to fix.
So here it is! I pounce! HAH! *crashing fine-china*
Ha HA! How’s about that? Bet no one saw this coming. But, there’s the last, most insidious part to this… the tagging part.
/grin
I choose Rilgon, Nasssira, and Negathle. The RAW trio.
Have fun you three.
/flouri-bam
OW! Stupid… ow…
I really hate low ceilings.
Okay, that was my fault. I was maybe a bit selective. Instead… you’ve all been trapped!
Anyone who reads this is tagged! Fear the consequences!
GWAHAH- smack
DAMN LOW CEILINGS TO HELL!


I make no promises, but I’ll think about it
No one?
There will be. One of them will bite: I guarantee it.
If not, then can anyone guess what’s going to happen?
Hehehe…
/load shotgun full of tags
I don’t have to be selective.
*quickly averts her eyes from this post, therefore negating the “tag”*