| Author | Its That Time of the year again [ Version 3.0] |
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Something fell to the ground next to my foot. It took all my willpower not to look. I could feel
warm ooze soaking into my sock, little dying snake heads tugging at my shoelaces. |
"Once you sever it, it becomes a spoil of war," she said. "Same as your minotaur horn. But don't
unwrap the head. It can still petrify you." |
| » Combat level: 8 (858757) +1243 |
I wanna practice flooding too.
Can anybody give some good advice?
Was always fun to read these threads.
Good luck all and have fun on the battlefield or the forum.
Just post random stuff
anything u feel like talking about |
juz do as i m doing
posting random stuff..:P
right brother.?..:P |
for Stupefy:
Calm down kid
Or ur head will explode and u will be pulverized |
| Post these in the fanclub rather :) |
:P
nah.!
its fun here..
filling things up..:P |
lol
Foody time
BRB |
| » Combat level: 8 (859087) +913 |
| BRB soon ..! |
| reading PJ till then |
"Hey!" Grover interrupted. "You two are giving me a migraine, and satyrs don't even get
migraines. What are we going to do with the head?" |
| "Come on," she muttered. "We need a new plan." |
Reputation: 10
status: You think you destroyed all conspirators? I've just seen two more of them! Kidding. Here's your reward.
You receive 114 gold
Sorry, the Guild has no quests for you right now. Come in 20 minutes. |
Annabeth curled up on the blankets and was snoring as soon as her head hit the ground. Grover
fluttered with his flying shoes to the lowest bough of a tree, put his back to the trunk, and stared
at the night sky. |
| "What does? The fact that you signed up for this stupid quest?" |
"Wait a minute," I said. "Your first keeper job was five years ago. Annabeth has been at camp
five years. She wasn't ... I mean, your first assignment that went wrong—" |
| » Combat level: 8 (859087) +913 |
| still asleep buddies.? |
