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The Final Hour RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Final Hour RP"...TF IS GOING WITH YOUR BRAIN??? I'M A DRAGON, I DON'T AGE" Ayran looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.
She sighs and gets alot taller, back to her original form. She feels her flame earings, the one thing that stayed constant in both her forms.
"My name's Magma" she says, not as an introduction, but more as a consolation to herself.
"I'm out." she says, disapearing into pink flames this time.
I remember she said that to me once. She'd be happy that she's living on. She thinks. Then she frowns. Somewhere deep inside she knew that magma wouldn't want her to pretend to be her sister.