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Xanto has a family member coming btw, His Psuedo Brother :-P atleast I think he does lol

http://usera.imagecave.com/ThePeepilation/Richiesskills.JPG Bah I figure, what the hell, may aswell, so here is me :-P Notice...my shades indoors...so skillfully skills.....I <3 my blackflys...

Orton's going to win the royal rumble but thats beyond the point, The fact of the matter is, the millions, and millions of Jamesinites will always be happy hearing from Ashton's player ^^ Thepeepilation@hotmail.com=my email, if anyone wants it, maybe I'll list off a list of characters I use to...

Poor Xanto :-(

a message is mysteriously traced around, obviously in stained blood, the letters rather scratched, asthough having a hard time to write I apologize for that whiskey breath, Bah, wait, nay Good ol' bronze never lets any down!

Eh I get maybe a Good 5 months in with James before I'm heading off to England with the family. By the Way Congratz Krystal I'm still wondering though what happened to my mentors from the Landale clan. Glory, Ashton, Ryan (sp?) Lady Arwaine, Li's manboy, heh Maybe one day I'll reveal my...

As James moves by, a sudden grin curls upon his lips around a lit cigar What a pathetic cause, to harm the flesh of the innocences, yet again innocences only defined on the popular view of the majority. Hunt for bounty...nay, Hunt for greed, nay, simple for the pleasure to see a man beg before...

Yea um hmm, I never was really a social guy til my sophmore year in highschool. My first character is really frowned upon, maybe because I didn't know how to rp, or the fact I didn't know typing in caps was all bad, from there I proceeded onto Cypress and James. Unfortionately for Cypress, I...

Happy Chinese new years :D

Can this get moved to those. I didn't even know we had those!

*in dried blood red ink on frail piece of parchment tacked up* I seek a land of freedom, without opposition to believes of what is done, a free choice of conscious, does sucha place exsist, or does it lay deep in memories past of our anscetral instincts which with primitive force set forth...