"Whoa...what the hell did I drink last night?" Israfel said, rising groggily from the floor of the apartment he found himself lying in. Looking over at the unmoving body of the girl beside him, he knew the answer. "Oh, her."
Man, he knew there was something off about her when he had first met her last night. She was probably having one crazy-ass LSD trip or something when he came across her. Then, whatever was in her blood had clearly done something crazy to Israfel's system when he had fed off of her.
This only left one question: Where the hell had his clothes gone?
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
Nov 6, 2019 0:02:30 GMT -5
Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
Sept 6, 2018 17:35:57 GMT -5
Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:41 GMT -5
Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
Jul 25, 2016 5:16:43 GMT -5