Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150806065755/@comment-26208189-20150814082218

And as Lance had seen, he glared at Sandra, "Was this part of the plan?"

"Course it was!" Sandra said. She then tossed the knife and cut the rope, saving Lance from the chance of rope burn. "You don't think that I underestimate that prick? He's smarter than he looks, which is saying something since he looks really damn stupid."

Marlene Merlin was Sandra and Nicole's closest mutual friend, and she just so happened to have the said vendetta against the Yankee. Hey... don't blame her! It was destiny! She giggled slightly at Sandra's remark, and held the branch tightly with her hands.

One very gigantic bright pink ballon popped, sprinkling the Yankee with beautiful rains of glitter and paint, and Nicole had disappeared as well.

Marlene peeked out of the tree, winking at a semi-conscious Nicole, who had gotten out of her ropes and in one of Mar's most comfortable blue robes. Mar jumped down, landing as light as a feather. Magic.

"Hey!" The wizard girl snickered. "Can't I say... pink is definitely your color!" She laughed again, flopping her fluffy gray hair. Marlene loved to admit it, but she always saw herself as quite the witch.

And, ah. Marlene's plan wasn't even close to over yet. All she needed for Fiskette Pew to go with her specific orders...

((I should've asked first... but I made a Merlin kid :)))