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Institute of the Unique, Talented, and Magical RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Institute of the Unique, Talented, and Magical RPShe could make it to round 2 or 3 in a tournament, Jack thought. She grinned, taking the spells up a notch.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
"If she needs to talk, she'll come to me on her own."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Something was prickling at the back of her mind. Some tiny wisp of memory. That she could reach but not quite hold. She clawed at it desperately, but everytime she tried, the wisp seemed to evaporate, then solidify again.
Kendo just irritated her so much. So very much. She had no reason to dislike him, and it wasn't really dislike she was feeling. Nor annoyance. Or worry or distrust. And no, before you ask, she didn't like him. Not in the least.
She couldn't figure it out. And she hated that.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"Why, hello there! What does Ms. prodigy want with little old me, hm?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~