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"How many times do I have to say it? This is my natural hair color--" Surely a fellow ginger would understand.

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rowrowfightthapowa
"How many times do I have to say it? This is my natural hair color--" Surely a fellow ginger would understand.
rowrowfightthapowa
❝ Yoko, is there something you need to tell me? ❞
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Boss piloting Gurren Lagann is basically the equivalent of Megas XLR.
"What are we gonna do, clone him?"
"firefly" starter prompts
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❝---- you can't clone a God. Tono can't be cloned. ❞
[ unconscious nevertheless pulsation was conducted. ]
❝---- we should take him to the hospital. ❞ ( σя αѕк тσ α ﻭσ∂ ƒσя нєℓρ )
[ gasped in amazement, she couldn't risk her motherly living. her progenitor would have a myocardial infarction. ]
❝---- you know what? your clone idea isn't so bad...❞
'--- i'm sorry.'
voice preludes softly, dove-like step advancing forward, faint extrusions intending to compensate. congenial beam upon ashen nozzles, negligent of the convulsion of the collision, unconsciously halting from seeming stirred from it -- if only in the slightest.
( after-all, she was numb from the tips of her fingertips to the dainty-ness of h e r h e e l s. )
therefore a palm will await, anticipating toward helping the anonymous character off the ground.
rowrowfightthapowa
"...What are you wearing?"
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