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Yonagoda wrote: ↑Mon Feb 01, 2021 4:50 am

Melusine wrote: ↑Mon Feb 01, 2021 1:54 am thats mental illness, thanks

Um... You're, uh, welcome?

I hope I did well

A++ it gives a reason to play another unhinged and lonely girl

Gimme one kiddo They’ve never really known who they were. Ever since they were little, they loved the characters in the books and the TV screen so much that they became the characters themselves. One day they’re this, and another day they’re that. Every part of them is moldable- they change their w...

Gimme one kiddo

Hello all, I've been lurking around for most of v7, but I managed to convince myself to step out of my comfort zone and actually create an account for v8. I look forward to taking part after thoroughly enjoying what I've read on the site so far. I think I've managed to wrap my luddite brain around ...

oh you know I'm gonna be all over this when my v8 cryptids exist But for the time being, would you be able to give my tv3 girl Laura the ratsona of her dreams? And not a lovely domesticated rat, one of those big nasty sewer rats that WILL bite you. Laura is a small and mousey looking girl, standing...

it is back. yet again.

Immortality, at last.

Finally, Willow understood she was only data in the Bluetooth and coding in the wavelengths.

—die.” A prophecy, perhaps. Willow had been undeniably good at predicting things lately. It could have been useful. But she was too busy. Busy with Sierra and busy with Katrina and then busy with everyone else that had strewn their guts and their minds around her. She could have done something else ...

She listened to the slithering of Garnet. She found her. She could feel herself growing weaker by the second. She had to make sure nobody went home. For Daria. And for Sierra. And for Kat. And for Roxie. For Marianne. Especially for Marianne. She had to stay out of this. Nobody had to suffer. No-one...

“Get-get back here.”

More movement. She couldn’t see. There were too many stars. She stumbled toward Garnet, her fingers grazing the ground for something.

There, she found a broken piece of metal.

“We’re-we’re not done yet!”

Willow didn’t have the time to talk. Her head cracked. Again. She fell to the side, away from Garnet. She gasped for air.

She coughed. Garnet moved again.

Willow screamed again.

“Shut up.”

Willow didn’t stop.

“Shut up, let me- stop. Stop it.”

She cried. For real this time. “You- you-”

“Don’t you fucking dare pity me!” She choked on both blood and pride.

Hollow. She was going to make Garnet hollow. Empty her out. Willow dug her fingers below the jaw of Garnet, steadying the constantly moving head of her victim. She leaned forward, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. “Then I guess, I’ll do both.” Willow stabbed the shard against Garnet’s temple. Sl...