Jane Crocker
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Got it! Can’t wait for the first forum chat!!!!!
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Mine was School Rumble and I was seven, maybe….. OR EIGHT!
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Patron: According to the equation http://prospit-lordling.deviantart.com/journal/Find-Your-Patron-Troll-407293065 (Yes, on my Deviant Art check it out!), I have Kanaya, but according to my Zodiac Vriska and Terezi (Yes, I’m on a cusp which means I have two zodiac signs.).
Favorite:ERIDAN!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Least Favorite: Vriska AND Equius (Uh, she kills people, and he’s creepy…..) -
Eridan love unite!
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Basically, during the gigapause, I’m crying with my friends and trying NOT to jump out of a window to see I have reached my godtier. 😛 Seriously though, it’s tough, knowing Homestuck will end, but I DON’T CARE! I am going to stay in the fandom forever! I mean seriously! Homestuck isn’t something that just DIES. I’ll reread it probably and buy the videogame when it comes out in 2014. And I think I’ll influence my little cousins to be fans and draw a whole bunch of fanart and write fanfiction and keep it living! @_@ I WILL NOT GIVE IN!
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((Really, nobody…..?????))
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Callie sees somebody dive out of the door and run to the toy store, “Oh, Ryllin. If it’s too bright we can go there.” She points in the direction of the shop and waits for a reaction.
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Grell nods, “I’m fairly certain that he will be fine.” He lifts the glass to his lips and take a delicate sip, “Hopefully, Bassy can handle this on his own.”
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Grell follows Lizzie, not to be a creep, but he really liked this young girl and he’d rather NOT collect her soul quite yet. HE pours her a cup of lemonade and pours himself a glass as well, “It’s best we stay back now, young lady.” He doesn’t go into great detail, but doesn’t stop staring at the two butler’s.
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“Why, yes. But I think it’s a good change of pace Let’s head off!” I grab Ryllin’s hand and pull her to the sidewalk and start walking.
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((I have another scenario if the story does not progress into a fight, so don’t worry.))
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Grell nods, “That’s good, Lizzie.” He turns his head out toward the dance floor, he notices the start of a confrontation, “My, my.” He taps his nose, “What have we here?” He draws his hand into his pocket and tugs out a small, red notebook, “Let’s see, who’s to die tonight? Anyone in here?” He scans the page then the room and stops at one mans face, “Connor Thompson,” He clips the book closed and shoves it back into his coat, “To be killed with a golden projectile at,” He pauses, “six-thirty, it’s six- twenty nine now…” He glances up at how Sebastian and Claude seem to be staring each other down, “Is that how?”
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((Sorry for three of the same posts! My computer had a connection error or something.))
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Calliope is still standing patiently at the door,”Ryllin?” She begins to get tired and yawns, “No! Not going to sleep! Ryllin! It’s best we go! Please?” She begins to squirm and bounce around like she needs to pee.
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Calliope is stil standing patiently at the door,”Ryllin?” She begins to get tired and yawns, “No! Not going to sleep! Ryllin! It’s best we go! Please?” She begins to squirm and bounce around like she needs to pee.