@draconicmaster / draconicmaster.tumblr.com
((Ah, work can be a pain, right? Anyways. I’m trying to make a come back with Drake, while there may be days I won’t be active, I’ll at least try to pop in and see whats going about. Starting...tomorrow? yeah, tomorrow. Hours at work have been cut due to someone returning so I only work 3 days this week, haha...
Thanks for still following though guys!))
“Ye’d best of missed me.”
-pops in for a second- Hello yes I’m still alive. Drunk pirate dragon master will be back soon. I’m sorry -bow bow bow bow-
I'm baaaaaack~
psychicmasterwill replied to your post:"Aye! Shelgon no! Ye need ta stop breakin’ da...
"What’s it doing?"
"The wee lad be headbuttin' me walls n' throwin' fits lately. Well, he also be doing it to get to the snacks that he can't reach."
★★★★ but there is always room for improvement. You are amazing and as you keep going you'll become more amazing.
"Aye! Shelgon no! Ye need ta stop breakin' da walls lad! I may be a famous trainer, but ye starting to be an expensive lil vermin!"
★ = room for improvement
★★ = not bad
★★★ = pretty good
★★★★ = a badass at everything you post
★★★★★ = are you even human? DAMN.
More land.
"Ye be speakin’ non sense lad."
You don’t know what you’re missing. Land is life.
"I be knowin’ what life is laddy. Life is not ‘bout land or water. It not be about the booty, both kinds mind ye. It be about…"
“THE RUM”
…Ew. That smells; keep it away from me.
"WHAT!? YE LANDLUBBER SCALLYWAG. HOW DARE YE!"
Don’t yell at me; it’s not my fault your hypermasculine self has a shit taste in alcohol.
"Sounds ta me ye be wantin’ a keelhauling ye bilge rat."
I’d like to see you try.
"Oh trust me laddy, it wouldn't take much to get ye."
More land.
"Ye be speakin’ non sense lad."
You don’t know what you’re missing. Land is life.
"I be knowin’ what life is laddy. Life is not ‘bout land or water. It not be about the booty, both kinds mind ye. It be about…"
“THE RUM”
…Ew. That smells; keep it away from me.
"WHAT!? YE LANDLUBBER SCALLYWAG. HOW DARE YE!"
Don’t yell at me; it’s not my fault your hypermasculine self has a shit taste in alcohol.
"Sounds ta me ye be wantin' a keelhauling ye bilge rat."
More land.
"Ye be speakin’ non sense lad."
You don’t know what you’re missing. Land is life.
"I be knowin’ what life is laddy. Life is not ‘bout land or water. It not be about the booty, both kinds mind ye. It be about…"
“THE RUM”
…Ew. That smells; keep it away from me.
"WHAT!? YE LANDLUBBER SCALLYWAG. HOW DARE YE!"
((If you came here expecting a serious Drake. You must be really disapointed and think I ruined Drake. And I am sorry.))
More land.
"Ye be speakin’ non sense lad."
You don’t know what you’re missing. Land is life.
"I be knowin' what life is laddy. Life is not 'bout land or water. It not be about the booty, both kinds mind ye. It be about..."
"THE RUM"
"More land means more trouble with 'da police..." "Aye, also means I be parkin' me boat into more buildings..."
More land.
"Ye be speakin' non sense lad."
"Excuse me, Caesar Drake. Have you seen Ritalin around here?"
"Do you know w’at that even be lad?"
"You do not know it, then? Ooh! I will come and show you once I caught it! I gotta go, but I’ll be back soon! It might be special, but not even Ritalin can escape my grasp! Bye!"
"Best o' luck to ye lad." "Arceusspeed."
