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[Cluckcluck1215]

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I'm going to be here for awhile

i'm so scared

 

[Rose Quartz]

a whole bunch of things 0:3

Heheheh

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

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Heheheh

AHHHHHHHHHH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

 

[Rose Quartz]

AHHHHHHHHHH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

There are so SO many parts that just keep making me laugh.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

There are so SO many parts that just keep making me laugh.

This entire RP is just a massive, hilarious, dramatic mess tbh XD So reading old posts is so funny.

 

[RiverStorm]

This entire RP is just a massive, hilarious, dramatic mess tbh XD So reading old posts is so funny.

This RP has just combined our sarcasm into a hilariously dramatic mess XD

 

[HeavensHens88]

I want to laugh, but...now this is just really sad. ;~;

"Run," meowed Sherri. With suicidal decision, she bolted toward the open door and the Pure in attempt to escape, while Emily's thought was still in the station. Did she just do?
"Daughter!" She cried. Not wanting to be called a bad mother, she ran out in human form.

 

[Rose Quartz]

I want to laugh, but...now this is just really sad. ;~;

Sherri was a brave little Kitty.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Sherri was a brave little Kitty.

"was"

 

[HeavensHens88]

Bleddyn let herself be dragged along, not really registering that she was being forced somewhere against her will. She was so lost in her mind that her body had given up receiving function orders from an unresponsive control center and gone into ungoverned autopilot. Her fists still flew up mechanically whenever an individual in black approached, not often having the chance to land on enemy skin though- Indigo's hyperactive taser made sure of their maintained distance. Blood from her hairline streamed down her face in rivulets; she must've taken an unnoticed blow to her head at some point. No wonder- she'd been fighting senselessly with her bare hands to their proper weaponry and elite training.

Her allies had so many advantages compared to her; yet, oddly enough, she seemed the least wounded. Out of the corner of her eye, she'd seen Toby harness some shadows and take out a good slew of guards not too long ago and during this, a tear in his stomach had opened and bled out violently. Bleddyn hadn't even recalled hearing a shot ever hit its target, but what else could've done that to him?
Meanwhile, it'd been hard not to watch Wolfram being brought to his knees again by that tireless feline antagonist of his. The leering Mapleshade had appeared to wreathe poisoned words that caused him obvious torment for an unnecessary while before ultimately shoving his prone skull to the floor. He'd put up a good verbal and physical fight prior to her ultimatum move, but this had nulled it all. Even while being hammered in the face by her current attacker, Bleddyn had winced at the searing agony that the new-age DeVil had forced on his head.

"Why aren't any of us dead yet?" she muttered aloud, her distant voice warbling strangely. I need to know. I have to. "We're downing them without regard, and most of them have lethals too. Not like they're incapable of it. So why aren't they killing us?"

"That's a good question, but us characters do not question the grace of our creators," Indigo grunted as she somehow dodged a bullet. "Something tells me they still think I'm pretty."