Come one, come all! Or not...

“Hey dudes, Kidd here. Long time no see, eh?”

“Anyways, ya’ll probably been wonderin’ ‘Say, what ever happened to that green haired Clown kid from two-ish years ago? He was super fuckin’ cool and had a great taste in anime.’”

“Well I’ll tell ya; I’ve been working. Working on a little side project of mine that’s been in the works for quite some time~ Long before I even made an account for this hell-site. That project being a comic about Clowns fighting each other, a la Hokuto No Ken and all those good classic manga~.”

“It’s nearly complete and ready for release~ I can’t say when it’ll drop just yet, but it should be soon.”

“Anyways in the meantime I thought, why not make an RP blog for the main character? So I did.”

(Kidd-mun here.)

(The new blog for all my OCs (including Kidd) is up and ready to go. Just need people to RP with is all.)

(So hey, it’s been a while...Uh...I’m just gonna make this quick.)

(I made a new blog for ALL of my OCs (Kidd included), whom you can all RP with, among other things. So yeah. If’n you still want to RP with this green haired jerkhole and maybe some of my other characters, go follow that blog)

(It’s pretty barren, yeah. But hopefully I’ll have a thing or two to post this weekend. So yeah.)

"You mean other than trolling anime boards to tell shit nerds that their taste in anime sucks? Ehh, not really."

"Well, OK. I do have one bad habit that gets my mom...Well not angry. but not upset either. It's hard to explain how she feels...-Shit, I'm getting off track."

"Alright, so I'm not sure if I've mentioned before, pretty sure I haven't, but my mom really loves to bake. It's like, her #1 hobby. She can bake cakes, cookies, all that good shit and more. However, because of her baking, there's always more than a few cans of frosting left in the fridge."

"And sometimes...Temptation gets the best of me, and I'll try to sneak a spoon full of frosting. But just as the chocolate reaches my tongue, mom always appears out of nowhere, and grabs me by my wrist."

"She'll always look me straight in the eye, with no expression on her face, and will say:

'Casey. What do you think you are doing? How many times must I tell you. Don't. Eat. The. Frosting. Out. Of. The. CUP.'

She always say it in a dull voice too...So out of character fof her...Her eyes even glow red like a Terminator when she catches me too...Dad saw this happen once, and even he was scared!!"

"And when I say she appears every time, I really do mean EVERY TIME. Hell, when she's not even home, she'll appear out of nowhere, with the same look on her face, saying the exact same phrase..."

(school was done on monday B))