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| Paudansen!; Dansa med oss! (Dance with us!) | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: 27th May 2009 - 07:02 PM (338 Views) | |
| Post #1 27th May 2009 - 07:02 PM | Katsuri |
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okay, so iv decided that out of pure boredom and my latest addiction to the caramelldansen song, i will make paudansen! each person who is elligible (i will claim that factor halol) can get their own caramelldansen char based off an icon of their choice! im still working with my own so please hold on until i know i can do it! :3
Edited by Katsuri, 27th May 2009 - 07:02 PM.
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~,"*'sUGgesTioN MaSTer'*",~
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--------------------------- "Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical, puffin' on those botanicals, every second so critical. Bored with the human language, pain beat on my mental. Messin' with chemicals, sick as the appetites of cannibals. Far away they shoot a laser from a computer- ricochets off a satellite panel to a missile silo in Cuba. Eyes behold catastrophe, foreseen by Nostradamus. The prophets peep the millennium age of the broken promise. More religions than park pigeons, the poor envy the rich and monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision. It's like the whole planet went off the deep end While I was sleepin'. Men be leapin off ledges, when their women leave for the weekend. Why?" -Rehab, Chest Pain ![]()
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| Post #11 27th June 2009 - 10:27 PM | Janine |
| Yay bumps? ...and aweeessommmeeee <3♥ |
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| Post #12 28th June 2009 - 12:24 PM | Katsuri |
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animations are evil and cruel ;-; i dont have the need to do anymore cause of how cruel animation is |
~,"*'sUGgesTioN MaSTer'*",~
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--------------------------- "Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical, puffin' on those botanicals, every second so critical. Bored with the human language, pain beat on my mental. Messin' with chemicals, sick as the appetites of cannibals. Far away they shoot a laser from a computer- ricochets off a satellite panel to a missile silo in Cuba. Eyes behold catastrophe, foreseen by Nostradamus. The prophets peep the millennium age of the broken promise. More religions than park pigeons, the poor envy the rich and monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision. It's like the whole planet went off the deep end While I was sleepin'. Men be leapin off ledges, when their women leave for the weekend. Why?" -Rehab, Chest Pain ![]()
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