Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150806065755/@comment-27260597-20150813213337

Mer jumped the last 10 feet down to the ground, wincing at the shock even though she had parkour-rolled to recieve the shock. "So, any victims?" Her usual voice had swapped to one similar of her split personality. Dark, dangerous, and scary as ****.

"Nah. But I did get a textbook, two pinecones, and 12 whole slices of key lime pie." Desi was hanging upside-down, obviously maniacal now, and laughing at the poor misfortune of Madeline Hatter's pie. Sure enough, a pile of crust, green, and whipped cream sat on the ground, splattered with red and blue paint. She took a closer look at the paintball gun. Gee, this was some magic paintball gun! It looked like it could change forms?

She shrugged. As long as she got TO SHOOT PEOPLE WITHOUT GETTING INTO TROUBLE, she was happy. ((Evil grin. I can relate...)) And, as long as she had her kunai in pockets, and her unwordly desire to kill, she would be fine!