Holy Fuck, Ray
I was just munheading, and something occured to me.
I don't have characters, I have issue magnets.
And I don't play them, I just invent new complexes for them.
In other news, it's cold outside, but watching Chinese commercials is always fun. The Chinese roleplay is going to suck, but at least I get to insult Brittney Spears.
I don't have characters, I have issue magnets.
And I don't play them, I just invent new complexes for them.
In other news, it's cold outside, but watching Chinese commercials is always fun. The Chinese roleplay is going to suck, but at least I get to insult Brittney Spears.
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Unless Ash finds his picture of his mother, that is.
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That'd be kind of gay.
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And what is Ray going to do, look up all of Ash's records in an attempt to track down his father (so that there can be punches in the face.)
Hell no.
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I should fix that later.
They just cheerfully ignore each other's private traumas. And argue. And throw wrenches at each other and pin each other to the floor in the cargo bay.
:'D
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Also, black eyes for everyone! \o/
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