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vanarbulax

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Last Login: 12/18/2007 5:57 pm

Registered: 05/23/2006

Gender: Male

Location: Infront of the warm glow of my computer....

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'Bout me.. Hmmm.. well I love to RP, read and play games as it says in my interests. I'm fourteen years old and live in Australia.
Oh yeah, umm the list of music I listen to varies but some bands are R.E.M, The Living End, Nirvana, Croweded House, Benfolds (Five), Talking Heads and Peter Gaberial.

I love videogames. Especially Ratchet & Clank, Ico, Shadow of the Colussus and Final Fantasy.

I roleplay mainly Fantasy and Sci-fi but I branch out into othe genres aswell. If you want to RP with me just send me a PM. And no I do not take random friend requests.


I don't know what else to say because I don't feel confident summing up my life or personality in a small "about" box.

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vanarbulax Report | 07/25/2006 2:24 am
More like keep him occupied and show him around Sydeny.
Mister Unicorn Report | 07/18/2006 10:35 pm
YOu get to own a person?!
vanarbulax Report | 07/15/2006 11:31 pm
Yay a comment.

I'm sure that will get you top grades in Spanish class. Speaking fo spanish I get my exchange student tommorow.
Mister Unicorn Report | 07/13/2006 10:43 am
How pathetic I am.
I spelled 'Hola' wrong.
Mister Unicorn Report | 07/13/2006 10:41 am
Holi mi amigo. :]
 

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RP descriptions, stories, lyrics, poems and whatever else I want to write.

A place where I can keep my character profiles and different bits of RPs, as well as any short stories and random thoughts.

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"My friend told me she felt sorry for me,
she said the truth would come crashing down on me,
that I'd be sorry but the truth of it is,
I feel guilt for not giving a sh*t."[/color:7cdb745848]
-Julianne, Ben Folds Five

 
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Leaf by leaf and page by page,
throw this book away.
All the sadness, all the rage,
throw this book away.
Rip out the binding and tear the
glue,
all of the grief we never even
knew
we had it all along,
now it's Smoke.
The things we've written in it,
never really happened.
All the things we've written in it,
never really happened.
All the people come and gone,
never really lived.
All the people come have gone to forgive,
Smoke.