Ctrl+V Thread

[PokerFace312]

http://ennokni.deviantart.com/

[Vylash]

Astarotte no Omocha

worst thing ever

[Callid]

http://xkcd.com/

XKCD. Duh.

[PokerFace312]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCA5KQ1mVr8

[nomemory]

Editing the OHFC.

[PT]

Will: I'm Kleene! ...I wonder if I'll show up on my own deduction list--I mean, assuming someone actually dies? Gin and Vermouth are off killing each other and couldn't make it this time.

Mini mafia will from earlier that I was making edits to. XD (I was Okiya, and nobody was dying.)

[miakakiri]

It's empty because my computer was off... and I've been offline since Thursday anyhow.... the one drawback of a con....

[breva]

*ends up BO with breva*

MM

[Commi-Ninja]

http://littlegreentracs.typepad.com/.a/ ... 970c-800wi


XD  The Swiss Guards who defend the Pope in their ceremonial dress.
I was watching a show on the History channel about the Vatican and wanted to show a friend of mine what these guys looked like.

[miakakiri]

Chelsea is IP * Rizon Web IRC @ http://qchat.rizon.net/
Chelsea on +#minimafia
Chelsea using *.rizon.net Where are you?
Chelsea End of /WHOIS list.

{Edited for privacy} Explaining to someone how another person could tell where she was from on IRC.

[KainTheVampire]

Spoiler: ctrl+v

E-138 » When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. says:
En blond Cissi?
En vacker dag, haha

E-138 = Christian
I had just told him that I only had blond hair dye and he thought it would look fun

[Vylash]

that little Ash boy needs to die! main characters are annoying lol

trooth

[Callid]

http://de.minecraftwiki.net/images/f/fe/Twocreepers.png

A creeper. Duh.

[miakakiri]

Spoiler:

"Come now, Cool Guy, even if I want you to win, I can't go making things too easy for you, now can I?" Vermouth stroked one finger down his face to rest under his chin, then tilted his face up, forcing him to look straight into her eyes. His own blue gaze was hard and sparked with anger and frustration. "That wouldn't do," Vermouth continued, smirking. "It won't be worth as much if you don't fight for it. I can't do all your work for you, my dear."
"Leave my sister out of it," he demanded. \Ayumi-chan has nothing to do with this! She had no idea your Organization even EXISTED until Gin killed her parents! She shouldn't be trying to fight you! I have to find some way to protect her!\
"I promise you that I won't hurt her. Why would I want to? This lovely little Angel Baby... She's safe enough from me, just as much as you and Angel are. I cannot speak for my... associates, however." She leaned in and kissed his cheek gently.
He jerked away, nearly banging his head against the wall in his haste to escape her touch. "Vermouth..." he growled, still struggling to escape the handcuffs she'd used to bind him. \If I could get free... or if I were strong enough to pull the pipe away from the wall... kuso, I'm just too SMALL!\
She laughed. "Now, now, Cool Guy, I think you're a bit small just yet to do much about it! You'll need to be... somewhat taller... before you can really throw a wrench in things," she leaned in closer, whispering the rest into his ear, "and that, my dear, is the REAL reason that I let Sherry live. I know that you need her to fix things, so that you can be the Cool Guy that Angel needs." Vermouth straightened, smiling as he growled ineffectively at her. "The Angel should be here shortly, and she'll see that you get safely home again. We really must stop meeting like this, Cool Guy."
"I WILL stop you!"
"Of course you will. You promised me that in New York. I recall it very clearly," she changed her voice to his own real voice. "'Don't bother. You're injured, which means the police are nearby. If you fire a gun without a silencer, they'll find you. Just the same, I can't do anything to capture. I'll let you go for now. I won't show mercy next time. I'll prove all of your crimes with any evidence necessary. I'll make sure you're put away.'"
He stared at her in shock, for once not moving to argue. \Wh-what? Oh yeah, the imitation thing. She learned it with okaasan. I forgot.\
"I am waiting for you to collect that evidence, Cool Guy. Until you do, I'll be on my own, loose on the world. You hate that, don't you? But I know that you will find a way to do what you promised. You are my Silver Bullet-kun, after all," smirking, she leaned in to press a last kiss to his cheek before turning to leave. "Farewell for now, Cool Guy. I suppose," she continued as she donned her bike helmet, "that I should wish you luck. But then," she mounted and started her bike, calling over her shoulder, "I don't think you need luck." With a single rev of the engine, she was off, long gone by the time Ran kicked the door down half a minute later.

Squished because it's long. I still haven't figured out just what exactly Vermouth thinks she's doing here, besides picking on Shinichi, who is still stuck as Conan at that point. This is from my Ayumi story, except I haven't figured out where it goes within the story any more than I've figured out what's going on around it. ~_~*

[IdentityUnknown]

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