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Van curled up into a ball to avoid the ceiling, "bET"

Van stared into her soulless, pitch black eyes, "You fool, you absolute buffoon."

Van scraped her spine on the wall as she slid down to sit against it, "Haha, furry."

Van erased the two paragraph post that took much too long to write, because she decided not to fit in. She materialized in front of the kicked in doors and zyoomed over to the levitater. Then whispered, "mayonnaise."

Name: Van Appearance: Nearly, almost, excruciatingly close to 5'10, with dark blue eyes and middle-of-the-back length hair that's only red enough to be considered auburn when it's in the sunlight. Pineapple tank under a burgundy sweatshirt, jeans that are just a little bit too short and I will...