Looking for a certain pet? Wanting to get rid of that nasty 'lil Magma Creeper your mother gave you? Then post an advertisement here for all the pets you'd like to trade and even the ones you're looking for!
Sorry for the late reply. Would 200 KS be alright?
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
The giftbox was originally 115 KS, so... does 150 KS sound fair to you?
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
Alright! Let me let it sit for a day and see if I get any other offers. If not, that trade looks fair to me.
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
Interested in the red lucain and mudbelly lucain, mostly the mudbelly. Anything in my docs?
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
These guys strike my interest (especially the two Lucain boys):
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
Thought I'd poke my interest at this beautiful boy~ Got KS and pen check. o vo
But there will come a time You'll see, with no more tears And love will not break your heart But dismiss your fears Get over your hill and see What you find there With grace in your heart And flowers in your hair
A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!