Hi there, Guest
Only registered users can really experience what DLP has to offer. Many forums are only accessible if you have an account. Why don't you register?
Dismiss Notice

Funny Pics? No Malarkey!

Discussion in 'The Humor Mill' started by Arthellion, Dec 2, 2019.

: 5/5, 3 votes

Page 40 of 111

Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Messages:

1,580

Location:

Georgia

Jun 24, 2020 #781

Salsa's stumbled into the world of dark humor.

"Everything about you seems like Chaotic Evil. " -Majube, pronounced Mah-jew-bay

Rookwood on Blood Purism

Longsword, MonkeyEpoxy, Archinist, pbluekan, Utsane, Inert, Othalan, Genghiz Khan, Acquiescing Avian, Nazgoose, ScottPress, oakgem217, Ash'Ura, Kravot, FlyingOctopus, Xiph0, Republic
Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Messages:

3,427

Location:

Texas

Jun 25, 2020 #782

Uncle Iroh said:

While it always best to believe in oneself, a little help from others can be a great blessing.
Click to expand...

Acquiescing Avian, Archinist, pbluekan, Zilly Sawdust, Utsane, The Iron Rose, The Arid Legion, Republic, DarthBill, MonkeyEpoxy, Kravot, Othalan, Phantom of the Library, oakgem217, Agayek, Riley, ScottPress, Zenzao
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 25, 2020 #783

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Longsword, MonkeyEpoxy, Zilly Sawdust, Utsane, Ash'Ura, ScottPress, Kravot, oakgem217, ExperiencedGamer
Zenzao Unspeakable –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

Messages:

752

High Score:

4,492

Jun 25, 2020 #784

That's some spicy stuff there Sal, you okay buddy?

Oz, Longsword, pbluekan, Kraken, Zilly Sawdust, Zerg_Lurker, Cjonbloodletter, Ash'Ura, ScottPress, Republic, DarthBill, Oment, Inert, Archinist, Quiddity, Blorcyn, Kravot, Othalan, Phantom of the Library, oakgem217, Agayek, ExperiencedGamer
MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Messages:

4,305

Location:

Colorado

Jun 25, 2020 #785

DLP Dynasty Football League spreadsheet

Kraken, Barzûl, Zilly Sawdust, Zerg_Lurker, Cjonbloodletter, Alindrome, Ash'Ura, The Iron Rose, Xiph0, ScottPress, Archinist, Blorcyn, Kravot, Nevermind, Othalan, Zenzao, oakgem217
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 25, 2020 #786

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Oz, pbluekan, Kraken, Othalan, oakgem217, Download, Ash'Ura, KHAAAAAAAN!!, ScottPress, Kravot, Inert, Zenzao, MonkeyEpoxy
Oment The Betrayer DLP Supporter

Messages:

3,793

Jun 25, 2020 #787

Hot damn @Zenzao that cursor one is too real.

Curse my sudden but inevitable betrayals.

Ur-Fascism is still around us, sometimes in plainclothes. It would be so much easier for us if there appeared on the world scene somebody saying, "I want to reopen Auschwitz, I want the Blackshirts to parade again in the Italian squares." Life is not that simple. Ur-Fascism can come back under the most innocent of disguises. Our duty is to uncover it and to point our finger at any of its new instances — every day, in every part of the world. [...] Freedom and liberation are an unending task.
Click to expand...

-- Umberto Eco, Ur-Fascism

MonkeyEpoxy, Archinist, Cas, pbluekan, The Iron Rose, Quiddity, Kravot, Kraken, Inert, Zilly Sawdust, Utsane, Zenzao, Acquiescing Avian, Phantom of the Library, oakgem217, VanRopen, carvell, Ash'Ura, ScottPress, Republic, DarthBill, Genghiz Khan
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 25, 2020 #788

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Swimdraconian, MonkeyEpoxy, pbluekan, Vesqu, Kraken, Othalan, kelkorkesis, Quentin, Genghiz Khan, Inert, Moridin, The Iron Rose, Zilly Sawdust, Nazgoose, Zerg_Lurker, oakgem217, Blorcyn, Phantom of the Library, Nevermind, KHAAAAAAAN!!, Cjonbloodletter, Agayek, DarthBill, Odran, Zenzao, Acquiescing Avian, ScottPress, Ash'Ura
Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Messages:

3,427

Location:

Texas

Jun 26, 2020 #789

--- Post automerged ---

Uncle Iroh said:

While it always best to believe in oneself, a little help from others can be a great blessing.
Click to expand...

MonkeyEpoxy, Utsane, Selethe, pbluekan, Inert, Arselbengt, DrSarcasm, Zerg_Lurker, DarthBill, Agayek, oakgem217, Othalan, ScottPress, The Iron Rose, Archinist, Zenzao
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 28, 2020 #790

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Oz, MonkeyEpoxy, Kraken, Othalan, FlyingOctopus, Inert, Xiph0, Zenzao, DarthBill, Zerg_Lurker, oakgem217, Nazgoose, Ash'Ura, ScottPress, VanRopen
Nevermind Minister of Magic

Messages:

1,225

Location:

The Medium Place

High Score:

0

Jun 28, 2020 #791

Embrace the Pandemonium.

Acquiescing Avian, MonkeyEpoxy, Argosh, Kraken, Archinist, Othalan, Utsane, Inert, Zilly Sawdust, Kravot, Zenzao, DarthBill, Zerg_Lurker, Cjonbloodletter, oakgem217, ScottPress, Alindrome
Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Messages:

1,580

Location:

Georgia

Jun 28, 2020 #792

"Everything about you seems like Chaotic Evil. " -Majube, pronounced Mah-jew-bay

Rookwood on Blood Purism

Kraken, Zenzao, ScottPress, MonkeyEpoxy, Xiph0, oakgem217, Ash'Ura
Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Messages:

3,427

Location:

Texas

Jun 28, 2020 #793

Uncle Iroh said:

While it always best to believe in oneself, a little help from others can be a great blessing.
Click to expand...

Acquiescing Avian, MonkeyEpoxy, Kraken, Archinist, Othalan, The Iron Rose, Zenzao, Kravot, ScottPress, someone010101, KHAAAAAAAN!!, Cjonbloodletter, Zilly Sawdust, oakgem217
KHAAAAAAAN!! Troll in the Dungeon –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

Messages:

1,166

Location:

Under your bed.

High Score:

4,507

Jun 29, 2020 #794

Except everyone knows Satan is a closet weeb.

Last edited: Jun 29, 2020

Acquiescing Avian, Redsayn, Oz, Longsword, MonkeyEpoxy, Raigan123, Kraken, Archinist, DR, Ash'Ura, Quick Ben, Oment, Othalan, The Arid Legion, DarthBill, Phantom of the Library, Inert, Zenzao, oakgem217, Chengar Qordath, Quiddity, Nazgoose, Shouldabeenadog, Feoffic, Knyght, ScottPress, Nevermind, FlyingOctopus, Zilly Sawdust, Genghiz Khan, someone010101
MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Messages:

4,305

Location:

Colorado

Jun 29, 2020 #795

DLP Dynasty Football League spreadsheet

Longsword, Kraken, Ash'Ura, Oment, Othalan, Xiph0, Archinist, Phantom of the Library, Utsane, Alindrome, Inert, Zenzao, KHAAAAAAAN!!, Nazgoose, Conquistador, Republic, Aekiel, Shinysavage, Seratin, VanRopen, Crowton, DarthBill
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 29, 2020 #796

https://1d4chan.org/images/b/bb/836.jpg

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Kraken, ScottPress, The Arid Legion, Zenzao
MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Messages:

4,305

Location:

Colorado

Jun 30, 2020 #797

DLP Dynasty Football League spreadsheet

Ash'Ura, oakgem217, WierdFoodStuff, Othalan
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jun 30, 2020 #798

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Redsayn, Zenzao, Longsword, Barzûl, Acquiescing Avian, Utsane, Inert, Argosh, Kraken, Raiko, Zilly Sawdust, point09micron, Quiddity, Republic, SeekingSerenity, Download, Agayek, MonkeyEpoxy, Othalan, Odran, The Arid Legion, Genghiz Khan, Zerg_Lurker, DR, carvell, Alindrome, Sporkman108, Ash'Ura, oakgem217, ScottPress, Nazgoose, DarthBill, The Iron Rose, Nevermind, Blorcyn, Arthellion
startrekfan Second Year

Messages:

79

Location:

Wouldn't you like to know...

Jul 1, 2020 #799

Utsane, Inert, Kraken, R. E. Lee, The Iron Rose, Archinist, ScottPress, Othalan, Nazgoose, oakgem217, Zerg_Lurker, Cjonbloodletter, Odran, Nevermind, Kravot, Agayek, Ash'Ura, DarthBill, MonkeyEpoxy
Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Messages:

485

Location:

Holy Terra

Jul 1, 2020 #800

Faith.

I don't know when you gave it up, lost child. Were you never loved when you were young? Did a woman spurn you, or did the system beat you down? What hardships drove you, controlled you, until you came before me today?

It's hard to keep faith when I see children like you, broken and despoiled, then tossed aside when their purpose is finished. Oh yes, my boy, you're hardly the first ringleader I've seen down here, and you might yet not be the last. You’re full of fire and fury, just like all the ones before, but you and I both know that it’s a hollow feeling. There’s a faith-sized hole in your heart, and no amount of Warp-spawn will fill it.

You don’t have faith in the Imperium. You don’t have faith in your fellow man. You can’t even believe in love, or hope, or joy and despair that doesn’t come from an alien abomination. You can’t see the ocean of corruption, yet you’re drowning in it. You’re lost in the wilderness, little child, and only you and the Emperor can know how deep you’ve sunk.

Other lost children have asked me why I stay. Minister of a sad little church, shepard of a tiny flock, drowning in the greed and corruption from above - I’m just one man. I stand here fighting a battle already lost, with the hive in flames, the Governor and his cronies dead, and the black ships standing watch above. Perhaps there is no point to this mad universe; mayhaps it truly is a galaxy spinning adrift from rhyme or reason.

Yet the Emperor, for all his power, was just one man. Horus the Betrayer, Saint Sebastian Thor, and even humble Ollanius Pius were all just men. You are one man, as am I. Each of us may be saints or sinners, as we make of the lives given us.

I look at you, strong in Warp-borne mutations and diseases, and all I can see is weakness. You were so frail that when hardship bore down on you, and when this harsh reality sunk its claws in, you bargained your immortal soul away for relief from a little pain. Your physical strength cannot hide your spiritual weakness: where better men stood fast and died proudly, you sold out your Emperor and your fellow man for your worthless life.

So come fight me, lost children. We’ve all made our choices, and now those choices have made us. I shall bring you into His light with cleansing flame and prayers, and redeem us all in death. Come one or come all, you shall not put a foot into this hallowed ground while I still draw breath.

For I have faith, and that is enough.

Redsayn, Zenzao, Mestre, Inert, KHAAAAAAAN!!, MonkeyEpoxy, The Arid Legion, Zerg_Lurker, Raigan123, Kraken, Othalan, Nevermind, Genghiz Khan, DarthBill, wordhammer, point09micron, Ash'Ura, Heather_Sinclair, Republic, Cjonbloodletter, oakgem217, Phantom of the Library, ScottPress

(You must log in or sign up to reply here.)

Page 40 of 111

Hi there, Guest

Funny Pics? No Malarkey!

Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Zenzao Unspeakable –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Oment The Betrayer DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Nevermind Minister of Magic

Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

KHAAAAAAAN!! Troll in the Dungeon –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

startrekfan Second Year

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

DLP

Hi there, Guest

Funny Pics? No Malarkey!

Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Zenzao Unspeakable –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Oment The Betrayer DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Nevermind Minister of Magic

Silirt Chief Warlock DLP Supporter ⭐⭐

Ash'Ura Totally Sirius

KHAAAAAAAN!! Troll in the Dungeon –§ Prestigious §– DLP Supporter

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

MonkeyEpoxy The Cursed Child DLP Supporter

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

startrekfan Second Year

Archinist Hαn Sαlsæd First

Useful Searches