[a+b==infinity]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[he's randomly doodling arrays in chalk all over the HQ square, knowing full well that he cannot activate them. he's currently wearing his own clothes and whistling.]

I wish I knew why my bluebird never needed an array. And why I miss this disgusting alchemy so...

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[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[LAUGHS AT YOU]

[penurium.livejournal.com]

You've got something to say to me, fag?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[STILL LAUGHING]

[penurium.livejournal.com]

[SUP, HAVE SOME ULTIMATE SHIELD IN YOUR FACE. >8|]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[FLIPS BACKWARD, POINTS, AND LAUGHS]

Ooooh, so...feisty.

[penurium.livejournal.com]

[Continues after.]

We'll see if you're still saying that after I rip your girly face off.

[Careful, pride, he's got the body of a ninja.]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[dodges, dodges, dodges]

I do not have a girly face!

[throws punch]

[penurium.livejournal.com]

[Takes the punch, blocking it with the Shield. Hurt your hand, Pride?]

If it wasn't for your flat chest, I'da thought you were a chick!

[Kick!]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[hi, he's glaring now. and his hand hangs for a few seconds in a very awkward angle before healing.]

Pretty, insults do nothing!

[dodge, sweeps down and kicks!]