Hmm, cool room, but searching for golden goldies from the oldies. I’'ll be back
Christ that’s so beautiful. I’m might ask this vampire to adopt me
I would be angry if I were a cat; lucky for me, I am thirsty.
I had a really great idea for a game show while waiting for the train today, and another while in the train, which is what I am doing now.
The first idea needs some work, gotta learn how to present ideas, and then I need to head to Dubai or where wherever the Middle east broad casting channel is, mbc, it would bring great tourism to KSA. But, I am worried that it would be considered blasphemous, but I am sure my devlish tongue could show them that it isnt. Besides, bunch of hypocrites anyways. F*ers sin within and outside and act all hollier than thou. Not everyone of course, but almost anyone.
Though God is on their tongue they acts as if their words are meaningless, empty blessing and disguised hatred
Back to my search for the Dead Pirate’s Golden Booty
Okay, Unpause.
The valorant knight, with a swiftness of a raging thunder, draws his blade out of its sheath, his thumb stoned upon the edges of the scabbard, revealing a thin golden crescent in around the air, as if the very cores of the atoms in the air were spliced, imploding tiny pebbles of sun rays, while blood flows along the sides of his sturdy scabbard. A ritualistic gesture of blood, a thin stream of crimson fading into a steady golden waterfall. Tiny mystical droplets continue falling into the ground, revealing their inner light, sizzling and vaporizing off the ground. The vapor rises higher and higher, creating wisps of gold, engulfing the air around him with fiery blazing, growing brighter with every sacrificed blood drop touching the ground.
Two thereal dragons take form, unleashing the spirits within.
Ah, the things we do for the shinies…
Come closer, traveler, I will let you in on a secret, IMMA STEAL ALL THEM GOLDIES FROM HIM!!
rofl 
Laughing to my own beat
