Cao Yun

Good roleplay tip? Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay.

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The quality of roleplay is not falling, the quality of human morals and kinship are. We all have a choice #YourChoiceMatters #LecterforMayor

There are more things between heterosexuality and homosexuality, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

RIP David Bowie, my camp idol

My reign as mayor has begun...

REMEMBER #LECTERFORMAYOR

In this moment, I am euphoric. Not because of any phony god's blessing, but because, Wilco voted for me. #LecterforMayor

Your choice matters
#Lecter2016
http://www.altislife.co.uk/topic/43919-lecter2016-your-choice-matters/#comment-255738

Why do so many males have women as their profile picture? We get it, you're straight. :Confused:

When will the server come on?

After talking to a friend I may or may not be starting up a new group with a friend, this will be focused on protection, tell me if you're interested, no hobos please.

Can't seem to open a thread on the compensation request page, anyone able to help?

My diet is shit, my health is shit, my coordination is shit and my overall quality of life is shit, god I love America!

You smell bad.

Got a hot college fratboys phone number at a bus station today in Los Angeles #LifeIsGood

Was thinking about applying as mentor but computer died the entire day due to a bad (totally legitimate not porn) download, applications are closed now, guess i'll try next time!

Merchant Union is back boys!
http://www.altislife.co.uk/topic/35117-merchant-union-has-returned-recruitment-open/

Must I denounce myself as a monster, while you still refuse to see the one growing inside you?

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Must I denounce myself as a monster, while you still refuse to see the one growing inside you?