Dec 31, 2017
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its u
It’s me! Hi, hello.
" wake up ! "
Pyrrha jolted up right, eyes wide open, hair flying everywhere. “I’m awake, I’m awake!”
a-jaune-darc replied to your post “So… how is Penny gonna be in the Tourney again? Like… where’s her...”> thats just the thing
she doesnt need a team. LOL
You're not wrong... except that she does. As far as actually getting into the tournament goes.
"Hey... Yang... how is Neo doing I haven't seen you both in a while..."
“She’s been.....busy...Ya know the white fang and all. She rarely has time to text me as it is.” Yang said with a small sigh. She missed the good days where they all got together, but even as it was she didn’t even get to see her anymore.
"TICKLE FIIIIGHT!!!" ((For anyone!))
Doopliss was one person who hated being tickled.
“You shall not ca-” She tries to run only to end up tripping. Way to go Doopliss. Can’t believe she’s a princess and THAT clumsy.
((Np C:)) "Care to join me?" XD
Send me "Care to join me?" and I'll generate a number and my character will react to yours asking them to join them in...
21. Going to a strip club
Yang arched an eyebrow. “You wanna go where exactly, hero?”
"Rough touch" ((bring it))
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
Riven gave a sharp yelp once her back hit the wall, not only that but her head had made contact as well. She was dazed and winded, unable to catch her breath. “W-What are you doing?” She managed to stutter.
((Sends telephone!))
4. Pictures of them with a bad haircut
Grayfia was looking through a mess of her old pictures. She did not any of them especially the one her old master of her after she attempted to cut her hair much shorter than it currently was. In the picture showed an embarrassed fourteen year of Grayfia with an uneven, messy haircut and tears in her eyes.
“It has already been eleven years since that day.” She spoke to herself, twirling a finger in her hair while sitting in the main plaza of Beacon Academy. She did not noticed anyone standing by her until she looked up. Bringing the picture close to her and trying to hide it, she questioned. “Who are you?”