Jun 18, 2015
- iinksms -
Okay, squideroonie, breathe deeply and line up the shot...
Her own inner monologue was actually proving more distracting than beneficial, pulling her sparse attention toward the puddle of deep blue goop she resided in and the thick, mixing lines of blue and orange just beneath her perch. Fresh ink dripped in excess from the barrel of the weapon while honing in on a lone girl, invading her team’s home base, which only served to add pressure to her raised shoulders. So naturally, she overthought it, again, sending a solid stream of royal just past her target, slightly grazing their side but proving unsuccessful.
About then, mentally, she panicked.
