Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-96.49.151.215-20131114223650/@comment-26414442-20131119181329

Lenore was sitting slumped on the ground, her eyes fixated on the TV screen, her fingers nimbling navigating a console. She paused the game, lowering her microphone and removing her headset. "Pair? You mean shipping, right? Ugh, shipping. Shipping is for the fandom losers!" The Next Princess in the Chest rolled her eyes. "You think shipping solves all your problems? You think two characters getting together helps with anything? You know what? It's just a strain on the plot, and the plot is too awesome for that."

She slumped back, before asking, "How do your parents feel about your destiny?" Her mind quickly flicked to comforting hugs from her mother, telling her that dying isn't the end of anything (not when you're going to become a buttkicking zombie, anyway), with her father jokingly adding how awkward their first date was, with the princess trying to literally eat him.