06-03-2018, 09:31 PM
[div style="width: 45%; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]"A great pleasure to make your acquaintance, dear девушка," Iosef said with a courteous bow of his cranium directed to the onyx female. Vanessa was an...interesting name. A common one, but pleasant-sounding nonetheless. The name Iosef meant little to him, for it was not his actual name; it was rather a mere alias he used to escape from his own history. His real name, assigned to him by his family, was in fact Dimitri, though rarely would he let anyone address him by the name in this life. No one did, anyway. The surname Aslanov would forever linger with him, though: a trophy, one that could not be thrown away.
"Nature is...indeed a marvel. A painting in motion," the hulking tiger would remark with a soft smile as a black-and-blue butterfly landed upon his obsidian black nose, resting itself for mere moments before fluttering off beyond the canopy to who knows where. He quite liked nature and vastly preferred the flora and fauna of the tropical islands to the barren wastes of the tundra. Sure, he was physically more capable of survival in the most bitter cold, but who cares? There he survived for the sake of living. Here he survived to live good, to thrive and prove himself to the world. And if he worked dutifully, perhaps he was deserving of taking up permanent residence in a paradise like this.
Ah, so she did come with the oversized naked mole rat! They were an interesting sight, an admittedly mismatched pairing. A very good-looking canine coming aboard the pirates' ship with...whatever that Wade fellow was supposed to be. "Sticks out like a sore thumb. I reckon you're good friends with him? Or mere traveling partners?"
"Nature is...indeed a marvel. A painting in motion," the hulking tiger would remark with a soft smile as a black-and-blue butterfly landed upon his obsidian black nose, resting itself for mere moments before fluttering off beyond the canopy to who knows where. He quite liked nature and vastly preferred the flora and fauna of the tropical islands to the barren wastes of the tundra. Sure, he was physically more capable of survival in the most bitter cold, but who cares? There he survived for the sake of living. Here he survived to live good, to thrive and prove himself to the world. And if he worked dutifully, perhaps he was deserving of taking up permanent residence in a paradise like this.
Ah, so she did come with the oversized naked mole rat! They were an interesting sight, an admittedly mismatched pairing. A very good-looking canine coming aboard the pirates' ship with...whatever that Wade fellow was supposed to be. "Sticks out like a sore thumb. I reckon you're good friends with him? Or mere traveling partners?"
[glow=#0097a3,2,300]LOSERS WEEPERS[/glow] — ❆
haha rip these goofs