<img src=“http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/tenchimaru/td.gif”> I really am. I sit at home all day, I go to school across town, and I know absolutely noone here in my neighbourhood. Yet, I am a celebrity. I don’t know how, I don’t know why. All I know is that earlier today, the doorbell rings. So, naturally, I rush to the door and open with a cheerful smile (read: grudgingly drag my useless carcass to the door since I had a terrible headache). And this guy, who I have never seen before in my life, is standing there. Before I know what happened, he asked me if I wanted to buy Z:WW plus the Bonus Discs, since he heard that I’ve been searching for it, for only 12 bucks. Of course, I accept. So now, I’ve got a completely mint Z:WW Limited Edition for 12 bucks, without having to do any trouble for it.
What? Wait, so this guy practically gave you Zelda, this guy who you have never seen before, or heard off, for no damn reason? Confused, Collapses:thud:
Well, I was making fun of the Catholic Church priest molestation thing. Unless that’s actually actually a part of the Roman Catholic belief system, it’s not really making fun of your religion. But you can go ahead and make fun of the openly gay Bishop if you want. I don’t mind. I mean, I do. Like, does he wear the purple robes all year round? (Completely wrong, I know. But I did jokingly ask that after he got ordained.)
Anyway, this is about TD’s celebrity-dom. Not religion. PM me if you wanna show you’re still displeased.
It shouldn’t be hard to meet up with Macc. All you have to do is bathe in lemon juice, and walk within a fifty mile radius of where he lives: He’d be on to you before you can say ‘Long live the Empire of Chaos! Hail Empress Nulani, the very essence of darkness!’.
Rumours spreads like flames in dry grass. He is probably a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend’s third removed cousin and in desperate need of money. Or he’s a thief.
