Iie have no idea what the hell you are saying

 

Iie. Roughly translated: no.

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Six inches of cute brooding war hero.

Iie no-haha-i know-haha oh it's great

 

*Polgara walks in and slaps belthazar round the head*

now you know what that was for

and that was so not funny

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

......

 

**is completely lost**

*looks over at Tanker*

hmm  well you sould be completely lost when Belthy here is talkin' cos most of the time he talks crap

i for some resion have taken up the job of stopin' him from talkin' crap i one must say it a very big job

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

i don't talk crap, much *rubs his head* and stop hitting me in the head

 

I gotta go with Pol on this one.

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Six inches of cute brooding war hero.

Pronounced "Ye"

*grins at Ryv, then looks at random bunny*

what is ?

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Guess I'm a lost bunny then...

*Polgara looks at Tanker and says something in a high pitch and skeeky voice*

BUNNY .... BUNNY ...

*as she does this she hops around a bit, after a bit she stops and looks at Tanker*

scard you should be...

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*stares at pol* you sad strange little man-phigerally speaking

**blinks**

Did that bunny just Yoda speak me?

*Polgara stops. wipes back a bit of hair puting it behind her ear. she walks slowly over to belthazar ((hay belth you know whats coming))*

Belthy shut.... up.

*she then goes to hit him round the back of the head but doesn't*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...