Liane/OOC Glance
From Masq
Alex: | Put some pants on! Or come over here a bit... |
Alexandra: | Old books and cranky cat? We must form an ALLIANCE. |
Beck: | Awww, you're so swee-- oh god someone save-- DON'T KILL HIM BECK! |
Crystal: | *wolf whistle* |
Damian: | Release your inner hippie. Get High. Hug the Damian. |
Deacon: | He might scare little children, but he's a total sap for his lady! |
Fred: | Aren't you a charmer? :D |
Gareth: | No sleep = Cycling through grouch and awesome! |
Gustavo: | Our very own (ex) Marine! Why is your shirt still on again? |
Hank: | Native American: check. Laconic: check. Child birthing hips: NO! |
Harry: | Mr. Miyagi was cuter than you. But you'll do. |
Hayden: | Our very own pretty pop princess! Keep Alex in line! |
Jai: | He can keep up with Petra. |
Joel: | Our very own drama llama. Poor woobie! |
Karuvar: | Oh Karuvar, you're so naughty. |
Katie: | She's ONLY EIGHTEEN :| |
Lucid: | It's like an ADHD oversized puppy! CAN I KEEP IT?! |
Morgan: | Your unofficial one-stop shop for help! |
Natsuki: | Tall asian with a clockwork fetish? I am unsurprised. |
Nathan: | With such a sexy bald head, you really should be...weirder. |
Ophelia: | Mee-ow! Handle with care and possibly gloves, ladies and gentlemen. Especially gentlemen! |
Peter: | I think I need a shower. And not a cold one. |
Petra: | You'll get tired just looking at her too long, if you're not Jai. |
Soba: | Oh look, there's some trouble! Why don't you go jump in? |
Trace: | D'awww, minithing with anger issues! Do not look at her boytoy. |
Weston: | OMG HORMONES! Man I'm glad I'm not sixteen... |
Wren: | Our favorite wacky homeopathic shrink |
Zack: | A lot like Texas chili. Delicious and spicy! |