HartHere's what I was thinking: Maybe AA suffered from a traumatic and horrific event before the story. My guess would be a certain grannie did something to her. Or.......she saw a certain cousin's hairy legs and was completely shocked upon seeing them that she lost her voice from that moment on.

OMG

Awww *pats K's back*
Would it make you feel better if I ask you to make this pair suffer more than you had originally planned to do? 
AABattwhat a good idea..LOL!!!


kR, is Hart your family member?
both are EBIL

but somehow, i have the feeling tooo..LOL..
Maybe we are also blood related

i dont think i and darling will have a good time here.. 

I'm not that sure
C*covers mouth* 
Good girl

So we’re writing our own part or what? (Isn’t that gonna be weird if we do?)
We can write ours or someone's character, just like what I'm doing.

It's fun
But then our updates might clash... suggestions?

I love Bishop and AA meeting 
Yeah?

But the flirt was still hidden... actually, I forgot her character's flirt

But then “AABatt” turned it into an instant 

Another ebil , you must have been proud K 
Ummm

no comment

I'm sensing the road to love is never smooth part coming 
Bishop NI20km/hr!?
It was 10 originally

- Probably Girl might be pedaling faster than my "Ducati"

- I wouldn't do that 

- The reason why i'm going to sign up for first aid courses 
Yay!

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i took a pic of a hand sign but................. *shy*

Post it

Post it

But we are having great times outside 
Trey-trey............................................. *Remembering what happens to me when I'm exposed to the sun more than 5 minutes* ..................................
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Nope, now I don't want it...

But you own a bike too right? Do you cover yourself like a mummy to not get exposed 
S!hu! doesn't talk at all?!?!?!?!


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Now that I was forgetting this............


oopps sorry
amEthystx A.K.A.
~ Teh Bishop NI badsaintsA.K.A
~ The Granny, The Walking Stick OwnerTreykunA.K.A.
~ Trey-treyHartAKL85A.K.A.
~ HartUP3Bishop NI was standing still on the graveled road. Wearing her goofy smile whilst looking at the horizon, she definitely looked like a not so sane individual. Lost in her own little world, she giggled and sighed. Reliving her last encounter, she clasped her hands in uttered joy, that’s when a 2009 Ducati Street fighter S zoom passed her, driven by a kinda
hunchback looking woman in orange suit.
Bishop NI’s glossy-black mohawk styled hair turned gray in an instant as a windstorm of dust violently whirled behind the whooshing superbike. Seemed fate wasn’t satisfied with the output, a flying walking stick from the disappearing bike landed on her now flattened mohawk hair.
Meanwhile, a couple of miles from
Bishop NI’s location, a young man holding a fishing rod in his right hand and a picnic basket in his left was enthusiastically waiting for someone at the side of the road. He wore a short shorts displaying his long hairy legs and he also had a jungle of curly blonde chest hair which he proudly displayed by wearing an unbuttoned flowery top to the belly button.
Whistling the tune of Pepper Keibu whilst kicking small pebbles, he looked around and saw a pair of crossing turtles. Watching the two slow crossing reptiles, he put down his things near the sequoia tree and sat down leaning his back in the overly big tree.
He was having a great fun looking at the two turtles when a revving sound was echoing and approaching.
Trey-trey’s face showed excitement upon hearing it. He stood up and looked to his left with his eyes twinkling with little hearts. But he froze after a few seconds, he slowly turned his head straight and his jaw dropped onto the ground. The little turtles were still at the center of the road, totally unaware of the coming danger.
He panicked, emitted a muffled scream and ran in circle.
“What do I do, what do I do?” and then he hugged a baby tree, using all his man power, he plucked it from the ground and placed it beside the still crossing turtles.
Satisfied with his work, he gave out a triumphant grin. With his two hands placed on his narrow hips, he looked to his left again, and waited for the love of his life.
“TIMBER!” echoed in the vicinity and a falling timber sound followed.
Trey-trey looked behind him and saw a falling pine tree coming his way. And then he ran, picked the two struggling turtles along the way, and stopped at the other side of the road.
“Sorry man, I didn’t know someone was here. Haven’t you heard my chainsaw revving?” a man who looked like the unshaven adult Alan Parrish of Jomanji appeared.
“Dear goddess of goddesses!
Hart!” was all
Trey-trey could say.

I dreamed about
Bishop NI cooking some ebi and then I woke up

it was still early so I went back to sleep, and then
Trey-trey and
C appeared in my dream

that’s when I finally got up and write this update

Don’t ask about the dream, it was a vague one
