#secondplayercanada

"Wow, it really is spooky season; ghosts and all."

"Did you get it from the store that opened the other day? The stuff there is just awesome."

it encapsulates the essence of australian children’s tv in the 90s: on absolute meth

Never seen it rip send someone else lmao

holy shit whaddup!!

@secondplayercanada A hand darted up to rub away some of the blood dripping from his nose and he winced. It was still very sore and he guessed that it had broken from the impact of the fist that had rammed into it only a few minutes ago. Getting into bar fights merely to show off was a fairly common habit of his and it might have been about time to reconsider. After he had won his respective fight, he had promptly gone to the grungy restroom to clean off his bloodied knuckles, but he had ended up keeling over onto the floor. Wings flapped once as he lay there on his side and he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again to get read to get up and stop wallowing in his uncomfortable state however, he found he was no longer in the same place. In fact, it looked as though he were laying on a living room floor. “A shift? Now?” He grumbled irritably as he braced himself up on his elbow while peering at his surroundings.Leave it to his awful luck to end up changing universes while inebriated and in pain. Having to deal with the startled occupant of this place would likely be no easy task- Perhaps he could lay down again and pretend he wasn’t there.

I like salt in my tea on occasion. Especially if its a particularly sweet blend-

He stood as he had been taught to, straight back, hands by his side, though one rested on the pommel of his ceremonial sword as he fancied himself a look out of the window at the country he had yet to really see.