#ichoosearchery

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i-choose-archery

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Nothing looked familiar to him. His eyes searched around but refused to turn his head. No sign of Spencer, Guster or Woody. This was not another strange morning hangover. This was different. And he didn't like it.

Favourite childhood movie?

Prince of Egypt or the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Hellfire and the Plagues were my favorite songs. Fuck yeah, dark shit I was a twisted little shit.

Margherita or pepperoni pizza?

Trick question. Pina Coladas.

First videogame you remember playing?

Barbie Game Girl for the original nintendo. It was like if you took tomb raider for the game boy and took away the violence and action and added girly things. Also Tony Hawk Pro Skater or Tony Hawk Underground. NO WHAT WAS THAT ROBOT GAME

ROBO PIT OR SOME SHIT

Yeeeaaaah

What’s the funniest memory you have?

My brothers friend was over and we had games much like DnD but it was set in the Naruto world, and I had gone swimming that afternoon and so there was water in my lungs and they made me laugh so hard you know when you just laugh and its like you are wheezing but no sound comes out well it was that kind of laugh but because of the water I just made a really loooooong squeak noise except it sounded like a walrus so when I laughed you just heard "huuuuuuuuuurrrrrrr"

If you won 3 million dollars, what would you do with them and why?

I already have this planned out. I'd buy a house for me and my friends who want to stay, but it'll be kind of like a castle cause I'm actually Flynn Rider in disguise. And it'll have an indoor pool and a gym and also a farm because its my zombie apocalypse fortress

But seriously I'd just get a house with a gym and a pool, then save the rest of the money for costumes and college and films and shit. Maybe use it to help my books idk.

Have you ever had a recurring dream/nightmare? What was it?

No. I've had many nightmares and many vivid dreams, but never the same one twice. People say I have acid trip dreams, but they always seem real. A big one is aliens coming down from the sky trying to take over humanity and I have to rally a group of survivors to stop them.

Say you own a time machine. Where would you first go and why?

I have this planned out too. Me and the Ginger doctor planned we would compete and see how many people we can seduce through out space and time. We would be the Jack Harkness's of our Tardis. But honestly I want to attend a posh party from the 1800's-1870's ish.

What’s your favourite decade and why?

The ones I just gave you because posh parties and fancy clothing

Do you like watching documentaries?

When I'm bored yes

What’s your favourite sitcom?

I don't really watch sitcoms but does how I met your mother count cause thats the only one I watch

What would your weapon of choice in a post-apocalyptic scenario?  

She kicked down the stand to park her bike outside Merida's house. It wasn't as colossal as Elsa's but it still was huge. The long driveway held only two cars near the garage, Elsa parked behind them near a path that lead to the wrap around porch. Elsa stomped up the steps, her ankle boots echoing through the chilly night air. She wore a heavy designer leather jacket that was lined with faux fur, black tights and black shorts that reached only a few inches down her thighs. She didn't need to impress anyone here. She had been in bed practically all day and didn't want to change. It was just Merida.

She found the spare key where Merida had told her, under the flower pot, and jammed it in the door lock. She unlocked it and tossed the key back, opening the door. She closed it quietly behind her as she entered the house and looked around, her eyes narrowing.

"Merida?" She called out, hoping her parents weren't here to get after her for being out so late. Word would get back to Elsa's parents, surely. Elinor wanted so much to impress Danica and Emanuel... It was almost sickening. "Where are you??"

She treaded through the house, feeling the familiar warmth of a fireplace burning somewhere in the house. She followed it, coming upon the living room. The ceiling was vaulted, a high crystal chandelier glittered in the fire's light. Hardwood floors trailed through the whole house, the furniture was made of leather, real most likely. The decor oddly reminded Elsa of a cabin... Like the resorts have up in the skiing areas. She raised an eyebrow when she spotted Merida lounging on the couch with her dogs, dark mutts that Fergus loved so dearly.