Neko blinks, looking around her blank profile page. "Html, huh?" she says, and grins fiercely. "I may yet get to like this place." She laughs, and turns from T1 to T2.. Irvy told me to get an FF.net account, so I did. Blame him for this travesty, this waste of precious bandwidth, this spot of black sludge on the face of the internet, this infernal speck in the eyeball of fanfiction.net. Er. Sorry for that. But tis true. x3 ©hë¢k th¡§ øµt ßþðæ £¤£lol. I'll update this later. Maybe I'll even write something. Lol. See you later. My Devart. Crappy arts, and such. Check it out, and COMMENT. My Gaia. PM me, and I'll love you. x3 My AIM. I hope that link works. My Email. Yes, I am a regular HTML wiz, aren't I? EMAIL ME. that is all. For now... evil laughter, fade to black... |
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