Mar 16, 2015
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“Who the hell are ya?”
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addicted-courier
“Who the hell are ya?”
I love your tags on the Sheik post. That was wonderful. Thank you. :D I get so sick of this debate.
((No problem.
Sorry I kind of vented tho. Like you, I'm sick of seeing the Sheik debate.
But seriously. If someone wants to say Sheik is male, why should that be a problem? Alternatively, if someone wants to see Sheik as female, again, why should that be a problem?
Sheik's gender never played any role in what they did. They were a helpful, badass character, whose gender didn't define what they did. So I really don't understand where the 'oh-so-great-Sheik-debate' comes from. Nor do I understand why people get so heated over it. The only reason I got so heated in my tags was because I'm honestly sick of seeing people act like whiny babies over something so trivial.
*deep sigh*
Whatever. Anyway, I'm glad you liked what I had to say.))
Alt
Name: Arvia NaiaFandom: RWBY (OC based off the little mermaid. )Used: Only used in a MSPARP chat with a group of friends and THEIR RWBY OCs.
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Arvia held her trident close as as she stared at the other for a moment, examining them closely with wide, green eyes. Then, with a smile, she pushed her dark red bangs behind her ear and reached into her bag, digging for something. After a few moments, she pulled out some notecards and began shuffling through them.
Then, she handed one over that read, "My name is Arvia Naia and I am from Team PACT." She flipped over the notecard. "It is a pleasure to meet you! I hope we can be good friends! C :"
"Hey. Uh... bird."
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"Hey."
"Well well. Are you another Freelancer?"
"...Another? Didn't know there were that many people like me. Who're you?"
"Are you gonna murder me and bury me at this gas station?"
"Now what would I do that for?" He smirked, roguish and dangerous, like somebody who might very well do exactly that, but it wasn’t in his immediate plan. Curiosity, sure, but murder? Nah.