Fade away into dust.
Pommy ipsum fried toast blimey cockney old girl, pikey Shakespeare shepherd's pie fancied a flutter off t'shop, Geordie bread and butter pudding I could reet fancy a golly. You 'avin a laugh darling nicked grab a jumper, skive a bottle of plonk.Have a kip don't get your knickers in a twist cockney jolly good pikey, chippy double dutch. 'ar kid one off down the village green beefeater ey up by 'eck love easy peasy queer as a clockwork orange, gravy cheese and chips upper class shortbread.
Prince Charles ever so lovely by 'eck love. Knackered is she 'avin a laugh bangers and mash chippy made a pig's ear of it, utter shambles bossy britches red telephone box ridicule Geordie, baffled pennyboy oo ecky thump. Scally crumpets sweetfanny adams manky posh nosh you 'avin a laugh bottled it, football one would like chaps muck about ended up brown bread a bit miffed bobby, blimey wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff daft cow beefeater mush.
A fiver ey up chuck and thus golly 10 pencemix nosh it's the bees knees crisps pulled out the eating irons guinness cup of tea unhand me sir, beefeater pants narky Northeners jolly cobbles smeg head tad hadn't done it in donkey's years. Fake tan snotty nosed brat have a gander goggledegookmanky whizz fish fingers and custard, bog roll it's the dogs bollocks dignified loo have a gander, getting on my wick fancied a flutter on the pull yorkshire mixture round our gaff.
Pommy ipsum a tad one would like argy-bargy Union Jack, grab a jumper apple and pears baffled absobloodylootely. Jellied eels bloke tosser nuthouse working class lost the plot know your onions, slap-head gravy cheese and chips a bottle of plonk guinness that's ace Moriarty, a week on Sunday gosh beefeater make a brew slap-head. I could reet fancy a alright duck chips biscuits blimey houlligan fake tan, bit of alright scatterbrained doofer up at the crack of dawn. 'ar kid pie-eyed put me soaps back on stupendous flabbergasted I'm off to Bedfordshire it's the bees knees, put me soaps back on black pudding is she 'avin a laugh every fortnight.
Prince Charles ever so lovely by 'eck love. Knackered is she 'avin a laugh bangers and mash chippy made a pig's ear of it, utter shambles bossy britches red telephone box ridicule Geordie, baffled pennyboy oo ecky thump. Scally crumpets sweetfanny adams manky posh nosh you 'avin a laugh bottled it, football one would like chaps muck about ended up brown bread a bit miffed bobby, blimey wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff daft cow beefeater mush.
A fiver ey up chuck and thus golly 10 pencemix nosh it's the bees knees crisps pulled out the eating irons guinness cup of tea unhand me sir, beefeater pants narky Northeners jolly cobbles smeg head tad hadn't done it in donkey's years. Fake tan snotty nosed brat have a gander goggledegookmanky whizz fish fingers and custard, bog roll it's the dogs bollocks dignified loo have a gander, getting on my wick fancied a flutter on the pull yorkshire mixture round our gaff.
Pommy ipsum a tad one would like argy-bargy Union Jack, grab a jumper apple and pears baffled absobloodylootely. Jellied eels bloke tosser nuthouse working class lost the plot know your onions, slap-head gravy cheese and chips a bottle of plonk guinness that's ace Moriarty, a week on Sunday gosh beefeater make a brew slap-head. I could reet fancy a alright duck chips biscuits blimey houlligan fake tan, bit of alright scatterbrained doofer up at the crack of dawn. 'ar kid pie-eyed put me soaps back on stupendous flabbergasted I'm off to Bedfordshire it's the bees knees, put me soaps back on black pudding is she 'avin a laugh every fortnight.
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Subja Bahamut
guild name {} x-rank
AGE {} 24
GENDER {} Male
SEXUALITY {} Straight
MORAL ALIGNMENT {} Chaotic Evil
SPECIES {} human
RACE {} Black
FIGHTING STYLE {} Hand to Hand Magus
MOOD {} Meh.
ENERGY {} Full Throttle
GENDER {} Male
SEXUALITY {} Straight
MORAL ALIGNMENT {} Chaotic Evil
SPECIES {} human
RACE {} Black
FIGHTING STYLE {} Hand to Hand Magus
MOOD {} Meh.
ENERGY {} Full Throttle
PERSONALITY {} Bloodthirsty warmonger with a proclivity for death.
SO YOU THINK YOU'RE PSYCHIC? {} Warning; peering into him is like looking at a blood-bathed memory of carnage. There is something very wrong with him mentally.
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