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04 08 13 5:09PM |
03 03 13 4:12PM | Sadly, crystallisanctuary is no more.
But, It was fun while it lasted.~ Looks like this account is independent once again~ |
03 02 13 1:51PM |
xionsexual: *RUNS UP TO YOU AND TACKLES YOU TO THE FLOOR WHILE AGRESSIVELY YELLING "I LOVE YOU TOO"*
ooc; FALLS TO GROUND, HUGS YOU AND MUFFLED RAPS LEAVE MY LIPS AS I RAP “I LOVE YOU MORE” |
03 02 13 1:50PM |
Anonymous: //sips drink and waits for Fran to claw off Axel's tattoos
“Hey now~ have a little faith in me, I think I know what I’m doin’. Bunny over here doesn’t seem to get it.” |
03 01 13 11:50PM |
“Please, save the formalities for someone important. I’m pretty important and all, but just Axel is fine. Got it memorized?” He spoke, a itsy bit of annoyance in tone. That was a peeve of his. But he smiled at the word of her hair and his location, deciding to rotate his head, looking around. “So, this is Gran Pulse. A lot different than I would’ve imagined it to be. Then again, I’m never seen or heard of this place before.” Spikes shook side to side as a gloved hand pointed up in the hair, all returning to their normal positions when he was finished. “Vanille, lived here long?” |
03 01 13 11:44PM |
“Bad at hearin’? Do you want me to spell it out for ya? Man, you’re slow. Yes - the Easter Bunny. What’s with the get up if I must ask twice.” He sighed, mentally putting a hand to his head and shaking it. Some people were just so slow. And if she was aiming to intimidate him at all, it wasn’t working. It’s nothing Saix and Xemnas hasn’t looked at him once before. (Source: axelflames) |
02 28 13 12:28AM |
“Is the Easter Bunny in town? What’s with the get up?” He raised a brow, looking oddly at her clothing that showed more skin than the usually Somebody. |
02 28 13 12:20AM |
Axel couldn’t help but smile — envy filled him to the core, however. Must be nice, having a heart and all. But the redhead pushed the thought aside of feeling envious. That wasn’t clearly possibly for a being with no heart, with no reason to exist. Vanille was just so full a life. She seemed like one of those somebodies who don’t take their life for granted and the Organization member admired that. A weird instinct of his, a gloved hand reached out, messing up the others hair. “Cute. Where am I? Never been here before.” |