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“....Excuse me,little boy? Are you from here..?”

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introvertedprophecy
“....Excuse me,little boy? Are you from here..?”
*starts to cuddle and make out with my future husband like a hella lot* <3 <3 <3
@introvertedprophecy
Noriko was a novice in Egypt's territory, a stranger to it’s customs and language. She didn’t at all know what she was doing, nor where she was trailing off too. She wanted to scout the territory, see new sights but she was regretting it too quickly - everything looked the same. She was not one talented in directions, and she knew she was going to get lost. She had to put faith into her memory skills.
This was just a stroll in her terms, but to some this was an mis-guided walk around the town. She was too focused on the sight-seeing that she didn’t notice she bumped right into someone, gasping as her eyes widened. Stumbling backwards, she leaped forward to help the person she has thrown to the ground.
“I’m so sorry!” She was panicking as she helped the poor boy up, pulling him into her arms before letting him stand. A black figure was in the corner of her eye, her racing mind ignoring it before seeing Iggy coming up and biting him! She was enraged by the sight, Hierophant’s tendril smiting the dog as it lashed him on the back.
“Stupid mutt!” She shooed the stubborn dog off, looking back at the little boy before her. “Are you okay? Are you lost?” She asked, leaning down as she rested her hands on his shoulders, a look of deep worry in her eyes.
*flops Boingo's url in*
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My Opinion on;
Character in general: I love Oingo and Boingo’s episode so much, the one with Boingo and Hol Horse was even better it was so great omg. I wanna give Boingo a big hug.How they play them: Pretty accurate I believe! Boingo doesn’t have as much screen time as the crusaders certainly but we have enough to sorta chip away his personality and stuff and I think you do a pretty good job interpreting that!The Mun: Cool mun. Goob mun.
Do I:
RP with them: YeWant to RP with them: Yeeeeeeee
What is my;
Overall Opinion: One of my fave minor villains hell fuck yeah.
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty
@introvertedprophecy
❝ Yo, I’m guessin’ you’ve never seen a Wimpod THIS BIG in yer life huh?! You better not lie to me, or we’re gonna have problems. ❞
@introvertedprophecy
And this is why she didn’t hang out with her cousins. When she heard Ramona was hit by an arrow head, she didn’t think the woman meant she was pierced by the Arrow, which had some kind of power linked with stands. For the first time in years she was actually concerned for one of her relatives, only to be part of Ramona’s ‘display’ of power that her stand gained. Which apparently was time travel capabilities.
The woman groaned, annoyed by the predicament she was in. It was so damn hot- where was she? Where did she end up at? She lived in the comforts of her air-conditioned house with it’s expensive indoor pool. She was living the high life, spending all her money on expenses she didn’t need, but wanted to feel above everyone.
But she was stuck in her Louis Vuitton platform sandals and Gucci dress. Not the most suitable clothes for the desert. She looked back to demand that Ramona’s stand took her back but it was gone- she was all alone at the outskirts of some town. Where- was this Egypt, did she end up in Egypt? Prima scoffed as she began walking towards the town, wondering if anyone could give her directions to the nearest hotel. It’s been years since she had to speak Arabic. Growing up with an American-Egyptian father, Prima and her sister learned a bit of Arabic. As she walked through the town, she felt her foot hit something and looked down.
❝ .... ❞
❝ Who’s child is this? ❞
Stand User: 「PRIMA DONATELLA」 Stand Name: 「LONELY HEARTS CLUB」
introvertedprophecy replied to your post: #THERE SHE IS#MY TRASH CHILD#NEVER FAILING TO...
“I am the true trash child though”
Oh, an actual child.
“...Where did you come from?”