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♪— Azula reaches out to try and take the chocolate fountain. "So much chocolate... So much sweet... I'm sure Gladion can get a new-" 🔥— "AZULA IF YOU LAY A PAW ON THAT FOUNTAIN I WILL RAGING INFERNO YOU OUT OF EXISTENCE!" ♪— "Eep," she yelped at the sudden booming, backing away instantly.
Starter for speedlxng
[ @speedlxng ] ♪— Azula was honestly clueless as to where she was. There were tall green hills and checkerboard patterns in the soil. ... She had never been so lost before. Deciding to waste no time, she sprinted over to what appeared to be an anthro blue hedgehog, hoping to get some answers. "Hey," she called out to him as she approached.
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[ @cpujester ]
♪— Azula Lusine, a Quilava, was wandering around a graveyard. She had been thrown into this world by a wormhole, and she was not pleased in the slightest, made more irritated by the fact that it was in the middle of a party. She crossed her arms and leaned against a tree, sighing in annoyance before she opened her eyes to see a Totodile off in the distance. “Might as well try to get some answers,” she thought to herself, walking over to him, stuffing her paws into her pockets.
♪— “Hey,” she called as she approached, gazing at the tombstone in front of him, suddenly feeling a little bad for originally intending to just use the Pokémon for answers. “Sorry about your friend,” she said after a while, her tone quiet, the scene having reminded her of the deaths of her village’s protector, Lunaa Noctis and especially if her best friend, Solaris Stormfeller.
♪— Her ears flattened against her head as she read the name on the tombstone of who the Water-type was mourning. The Fire-type felt a deep empty for the other, as she too had lost those close to her and mourned them every day, trying to distract herself from the pain by constantly showing up to every party she could to null the pain for as long as possible.
