It's called a killjoy. I'm proudly a killjoy.MCR. But eh, look at it this way. You see a roleplay. It has no plot and has been used time again. You then see a thread saying not to join RPs like this... So how the fuck can you get the idea to join from that? Do you think, "Ooh! I'm being warned about threads like these! Let's go join one because my brain's to small to process people giving me orders.""?!? -.- Idiotic, immature ****.
Isabella: -growls lowly- Stupid thing.. One More try. -fixes the tiara and keeps walking, takes out her sword and slices a leaf that flew near her and grins- Nice aim.
Emmy: puts away daggers. Erik: hides a smile as the other wolf comes into view. Takes out another knife. Jumps down. "Well then, what do we have here?" Smiles evilly.
Isabella: Oh looky it's vamp boy what a nice surprise. Would you like some tea? -grins and points my sword at him-
Erik: flys out of the way. "Really? That's the best you got?" Laughs. Puts away daggers and pulls out sword. Charges.