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Ech, reblogged to the wrong blog. Oh boy, old habits sure do die hard. XD

Gordo (and Blado) Will Be Moving to a New Blog

Hi, this is Kirbysmith. I run this blog and role-play as Gordo. Or at least I used to.

Well, you guys should’ve seen this coming. I’m officially shutting down Gordo’s (and Blado’s) blog. I haven’t posted in it for the longest while, and he doesn’t do anything anymore. I’ve also lost my drive to role-play for him and his character seems to have deviated too far that it’s nearly impossible to write for him as he currently is.

However, I’ve wanted to start roleplaying again. So while this blog will be inactive, his character will be slightly redone and moved over to this blog. —-> http://askthegordoarmy.tumblr.com

There’s nothing there yet, but feel free to follow it and send him some asks!

WARNING!!!: Keep in mind though that although all the RPs from the old blog will still be canon to the new one, a few months/years(?) have passed since then, and Gordo and Blado have been staying at the gordo training camp for a while.

See you at the new blog!

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Reblog If You'd Be Upset If I Deleted This Blog

no one will reblog this..

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*Blado gagged on the strong brew, not because it tasted bad to him, but because his new body was not used to it. He vision began to focus slightly.*

Ugh, thanks. You would not believe what’s happened to m-… *notices Shadow’s ethereal visage* …me.

…

Either that brew was stronger than I thought or you’ve got a little story to tell yourself.

((OOC: Sorry, reblogged onto the wrong blog.))

I tend to be drifting further away from this Living Plane. I must do something to stay here. To escape the Warden’s call…

To rekindle the spark of hope to sleep another night in my astral form.

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*Blado was wandering around in the mountains. It was still cold up in the high altitudes, but the warm weather was certainly taking its toll. The snow that was holding the twigs and rocks together in his body was slowly melting away. His vision was fading away as the snow that held his essence was evaporating to the heavens.*

Son of a Marx... *pant* friggin sun... *pant* ...why is it so hot? It was... *pant* ...raining cats and dogs... *pant* ...just yesterday! Can't... *pant* ...focus... Sweet Nova, I could use a drink right now. I wonder... *pant* ...if they have booze in heaven. *pant* ...Or hell.

*As he was gradually slipping into delirium, he spots a familiar figure in the distance. He couldn't make it out clearly, but it looked like Shadow Blaze, one of the few people he had respect for and maker of the best brews he ever had in Dreamland. He tried his best to fly over to him with all his strength. He hollers out to him, about to pass out*

Hey! Hey Blaze! How... *pant* ...How are ya doing? Can ya... *pant* help me out? I'm dry as a leaf out here, hehe...

*collapses on the ground under the shade of a nearby tree, barely conscious but still in one piece... for now.*

I tend to be drifting further away from this Living Plane. I must do something to stay here. To escape the Warden’s call…

To rekindle the spark of hope to sleep another night in my astral form.

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My Little BABE | Cutest Paw on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/46204796/via/TammyLux23

Hearted from: http://www.cutestpaw.com/images/my-little-babe/

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Send me the word "Battle"

And I will write a opening quote, Victory Quote, and Loss Quote

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Talk about embarrassing baby pictures..

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Why it takes me long to reply.

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CISPA now goes to the Senate: it facilitates unfettered, closed-door sharing of private data with government agencies. April 22 has been declared a day of CISPA protest; here’s what to do.

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CISPA now goes to the Senate: it facilitates unfettered, closed-door sharing of private data with government agencies. April 22 has been declared a day of CISPA protest; here’s what to do.

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This bill sacrifices privacy without improving security. We deserve both. Send a message to your representatives asking them to oppose it.

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*Blado eyed this figure suspiciously. She seemed harmless enough to him. Actually, she seemed rather shy and a bit nervous, even if she was a bit nosy for his taste. In any event, he decided to play it safe and tried his best not to say anything that would provoke her. Besides, he kind of needed someone to talk to.*

Well, it’s not my body, if that’s whatcha mean. Why do you wanna know? It’s not like a doctor could help me with this or anything.

*Blado backed up slightly as she approached. If there’s one thing he considered worse than dying, it was becoming some doctor’s guinea pig.*

Mosuto floated back slightly her purple hands appearing in front of her. She nervously messed with them before she finally built up a little courage to speak again.

“I’m Doctor Mosuto. I saw your body form from the leaves and dirt and I was curious if that was your actual body or just make shift.”

She listened to her own words in her mind again to make sure they made sense. She once again approached the make shift blado body her hands disappearing as she did so.

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*Blado, still dazed from undying again, looked up to see where the voice came from. He didn't recognise it, but at least it wasn't Evil Melanie. However, he got on his guard anyway. He didn't know what this person wanted, and he didn't plan on dying again today.*

Yeah? Who's there, and what do you want?

Blado's Return... again. (RP with Mosuto)

Mosuto floated through the snowy mountain forest looking around. It was cold out but she knew if she stopped she would only get colder. She glanced around spotting the formation of blado’s body. Curious she moved towards it slowly surprised to hear it speak. 

“Uhm.. Hello?” 

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Blado's Return... again. (RP with Mosuto)

*With the winter season's dying breaths, it swirled up again to breath life into the snowy ground once again, molding a body made of snow, leaves, and soil. Once again, Blado ghost roams again.*

Yeah. Not dying again, certainly on the top of my list.

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((OOC: Reblogged because of Blado.))

Canvas from the stream tonight. Basically, I turned a buncha people into cute animals. owo Thanks for coming!