No. Tell IT to take care of it.
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Thread Topic: No. Tell IT to take care of it.
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Julio: HALT! I don't think I heard correctly. My fault? What about Enero? Huh? Stop b----ing and blaming others. I would never hurt him .
Enero: *there, laughing* Siblings can be such dicks. It was Pastal's fault.
Pastal: MY FAULT? HOW? e.e
Patch: *facepalm* It was Jak's. -3-
Verse: I think I looked pretty sexy in my suit. :I *wat*
Pattern: More blaming.. ._. Great.
Eddie: It was Tara. She tackled Enero and that caused a scene.
Fred: Oi. It was Livia. e3e
*more arguing* -
Jak: *glares* IT WASN'T MY FAULT!
Parson: *apears, crossing her arms* Blaming your own son, Enero? e.e
Tara: Nor mine! e.e *hisses at Eddie*
Liv: *there* *slaps Fred* Don't start it. I was with Echo the whole time!
Marla: I blame the blonde b---- that made-
Jak: Uh uh uh. Don't say her name, Mar. -3- -
Julio: YES IT IS.
Enero: Hn. Of course. He was rubbing his married ass in Pitch's face.
Pastal: NO I WASN'T!
Eddie: Says the girl who crashed the snack table and smear cake on Pitch's face.
Fred: *slapped* My point! Both of you were messing the wedding up!
Trick: ..I also blame her. It's her fault.
Verse: Arguing like a bunch of lunatics isn't going to take us nowhere. -
(If either of us disappear, want to rp on the backup site?)
Jak: Not going to argue with a 50 year old man.
Parson: He was not!
Tara: It was an accident. Plus, I was going to get you but being you, a p---- , you hid behind Pitch. -.-
Liv: We weren't!
Davis: ..Duh. -
(Yeah. After this post, I have to go.)
Julio: ...I'm 49. :P
Enero: Whatever.. e.e
Eddie: Surrre. Call me whatever, b----.
Fred: Oh. Yeah. My bad. You weren't. *sarcasm*
Verse: Davis. *portal opens* In. Now.
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