Um...
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Thread Topic: Um...
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Crayons would be- DADDY. I FOUND GRANDPAAA~!
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:P No duh. I.. kinda age jumped. I'm a magical b----.
*wut*
Dark: ..It's a person in my head, though.. ;~;
I see that. Good job. -
Apparently.
Well crap
Uh no I'm not feeding you crayons. -
Pfft, I wasn't finished with my sentence, silly. Crayons wouldn't be good at all. Do you have any bread~? Plain. I don't like butter..
Relina: ...She's a weirdo. Who eats plain bread? I haven't a clue where she got that from. -
Mmmhm. Anyways. How are you?
Dark: We can force her out. CAN YOU DO A ONE-HIT K.O.? -
Bread? Yeah. *leaves into other room, returns and gives Sam bread*
I'm good, just tired.
Maybe. Depends. -
*and noms on bread, attaching self to his leg, silent* *then* Thanks.
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Tired? Sleepy tired, right?
Dark: Mm. Shall we try? -
No problem.
More exhausted than sleepy.
Sure. -
Heima: That's what I thought. :I *pat pat*
...APRIL. OUT.
April: *blonde chick that appears in front of them* *annoyed yawn* -
Eh.
*scythe materializes in hand, shadows snake out at my feet* -
Heima: ...I wanna help..
*hides behind Pride*
*glares at April like there is no f---ing tomorrow*
April: *stares* *giggle* Idiots. -
Go ahead.
Well you're not what I expected. -
April: *hands on hips* ..Just because I'm not hurting her right this second doesn't mean you have to be ruuuude~. -3-
Heima: ..But I dunno what to do. -
I'm naturally rude, it's a habit I can't break.
Well, what can you do?
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