Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27461238-20151008210931/@comment-27260597-20151008221900

((XD, loving how this is going so far!))

Merana flipped her hair. "Like, I don't care, but-" She stopped suddenly. What was happening, she did care! She wanted to burst her feelings out, wanted to escape from this stereotypical body! She continued, "So like, get us out of here! Anyone else have an idea?"

The green stone radiating "coolness" ordered her to take out her Mirrorphone and start hexting. "Like, I can't control myself, but something is seriously wrong as hex."

So here she was, blowing bubbles, hexting, unable to control herself.

DUMDEDOODUMDUMELEVATORMUSIC

Lord BellyButton cackled. His deep, dark wretched fingers twirled the four stones. Those foolish teenagers would never be able to get out without the stones, and without learning to live like this either.

His dark velvet cape, torn and scartched hid a small, ripped, duffel bag. The one his pretty little blonde bride has escaped from. But of course, he will have her at the end.

A menacing smile appeared, and he cackled once more.