O YA......................................................................................... WAIT IT'S COMMING TO MEEEEE............................................................................................................................................ O YA... WAIT... ANY1 ELSE PLZZZZ OOO PLZZZZ...
well i'm a alien thing... i think... so that insult wasn't to me ...u brain-less.....uhhh................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Check the profile for Fwee. Yay. All I ask is that you RP well. I want ACTUAL events. Not, "I send a nuke to earth and it blows up haha"! I need skillz to pay mah billz.
A spittle runner echoed through the dark reaches of space. Inside it was a smeet, sitting on old phone books which were stacked on the pilots seat. The smeet's name was Fwee, and he was cursing to himself. His grey eyes were narrowed in anger. He had recently lost a bet to a Vortian, and had lost all the money that he had. Darn sugar. It would make him do anything. He sighed, put the ship on autopilot, and crawled into a sleep-pod. He closed the door, and let sleep wash over him like a warm, river current.
it was slooch flying while getting stars to test. her sir unit, girl was humming" hummmmmmm mummum mamummmmmmmmm" "stop humming you'll wake up all the earth monkeys" slooch said. Then Girl looked down and around and spotted something, this something was bloogh. "BUT SLOOCH!!!" she yelled "be quiet girl...you're supose to be smart." " I SEE SOMETHIN!!!!" and girl pointed down to Bloogh.
Fwee's eyes flashed open. His grey eyes looked around quickly, and he stepped out of the capsule. His antennae were tangled around eachother again. With a sigh, he walked over to the pilots seat, and began to untangle them.