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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2015 6:35 pm
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The night had been long, but not full of terrors. No, in fact, it had been full of fun, if anyone else counted raging and making very loud pouty faces at Scario Kart to be fun. Stupid 200 cc mode...
Dirge suffered when he had to wake up for a stupid class about stupid things he didn't care about because they were stupid. The Kasha's body ached, head pounded, and very being basically told him to not do anything ever again. But he had to, or his mother would call and yell at him again for slacking off instead of doing his assignments and yadda yadda blah blah blah.
So, it was with much turmoil and moaning that the boil slipped into his robes, did nothing with his hair, and maybe put on some odorant before slogging to his first class of the day with his eyes closed and a constant flurry of yawning.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 6:50 pm
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Okay, cool. She was into video games, that was a good ice breaker, yeah? They could totally start something based off a mutual like of video games. Yup, totally.
'You, uh, would you like to play some more? I have, like a whole lot you can play if you'd like? There's Scario Kart, that's my favorite, Super Scare Bros, The Legend of Screecher, a few weird games about like, some little stick man rolling up a ball of other objects and creeple." Dirge offered with a very lopsided smile, growing a little less tired now that video games were a subject. Anything that wasn't school was a welcome subject, really.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 12:50 pm
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Hell yeaaaaah. Skipping class to play video games with a new friend? Best. Day. Ever. The boil grinned widely, hands behind his head, as they trekked. "Yeah, 100% Grade A Demon. Don't look it, I know - Mother and Father always said we were different. Not really outcasts, but like... I dunno. We're just not your typical demons." He shrugged, noncommittal. Dirge liked his stripes, his tail, his gaggle of flame spirits. So what if he didn't have wings.
"What about you? I'm not a huge fan of assuming, because - well, y'know. Monster?"
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