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o:! Very nice.
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The crunchiness. =w=~
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I'm not really sure, aside from Firr talking about how a chunk of his arm was pulled off. :Yc
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I'd like to be thinner. Or buffer. To be honest, I don't mind being big, I just mind being flabby. Maybe muscular with a bit more to love? o:
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"I wondered why I had the sudden irresistible urge to knock over trashcans and steal shiny things."
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His name's Justin, though we all call him Kit. I literally met him as we made fun of people's presentations in English class- folks who wouldn't look out of place dunking our respective heads in toilets. We were the peanut gallery, he and I, and that has yet to change. c:
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World around me, to he honest. :c
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Droid.
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Dr. Doctor. :Y
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Intellegence, wit, a sense of humor, and patience. c: Mostly with me, as I'm an insufferable goob. :c
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Italy. More specifically, Rome. *w*
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Take a picture. :I Mostly because I'm under the insanely silly belief that only I can take a good picture of myself. :I
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Raccoon things. Such as stealing floormats.
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Depends on what things you heard. :Y
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THEY'RE IN MY EYES
MY EYES
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OH GOD PLEASE TELL ME THEY'RE NOT IN YOUR EYES
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Keanu Reeves.
Yeah brah, tooooootally. BV -
That's kinda hard to explain, really, but I'll give it a shot.
It started out as me simply trying to find a species that stuck (I'd represented myself with a HUGE amount of different animals, ranging from cat to skunk, before I went on to FA). So, I tried raccoon. It stuck. I mostly enjoyed the simple form and markings of raccoons, but later on, the fact that they are intelligent puzzle-solvers of sorts and avid troublemakers made me find a sort of kinship. So, I stuck with raccoon.
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That's a hard one. xD I prefer apples, but also enjoy pomegranates and bananas (oh ha ha the gay guy likes bananas SURPRISE). Jeez, now that I think about it, I have yet to try a fruit I didn't like, really-- except kiwis, and that's because they look like testicles. 8I
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Rabid’s Bio
Too bad I can't make incoherent noises in this space. Would describe me much better than words.
