Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150724033202/@comment-29118956-20150802171455

As she listened to the tale, her eyebrows raised. Seven years of making shirts from nettles? Without speaking? Yikes. Harsh story. Chara could never be a part of that one, that's for sure. Who would even wear nettles as a shirt? What kind of ridiculous curse is that?

She then heard the slightly woebegone princess's desire. To be a designer. Probably saw that one coming, with all her designing equipment and whatnot. But ah, she had the classic Royal devotion to her story. How touching. Some people just didn't understand how stories worked. Then again, Chara wasn't the philosophical type.

"Well,

((WIP. Had to leave for a trip but didn't want to abandon my efforts.))