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That would be me, thanks! Nope, sorry! TPBM hasn't watched all of AtLA (Avatar, the Last Airbender.)
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"My name is Regina George, and I am a massive deal."
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Tournament: Cosmere Character Roast Battles
DramaQueen replied to Ashspren's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
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Yes, yes I have!!! TPBM likes fluffy romance!
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Thanks! Should I put all of that in the OP so that it's easier to find?
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"Okay, sounds good!" Queen rolled the dice. "12, 13, 10, 14, 14, and 10. I'll put the two 14s on strength and charisma, which also have the bonus stats of 2 and 1, respectively. Then, I'll put 12 on dexterity, 10 on constitution because I have no clue what that is, 10 on intelligence because I have 13 on wisdom, so who needs intelligence? Look good?" Queen showed Fadran her updated paper.
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"Okay, does someone want to do that for me? I don't know how to."
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Torao slipped away; the voices were growing overwhelming again. Fear spoke up. Why are we going on the water? We could drown, get killed in a storm, get eaten by whales! There's so much that could go wrong... Torao's fear of the water came from being a tiger Sylven. They could easily swim, but a wet face was not comfortable at all. Optimism, followed by Darkness, Logic, and Headache all brought up their opinions. Torao felt the need to do something; scream, punch, rip, tear...kill. The voices were all pushing them to attack, to pierce their nails through the fragile skin, to release the beautiful, bright colors from a body. Why was it that the most colorful parts of people were hidden? Torao had heard that question before, and it had stuck. Colors were so beautiful, they needed to be released. The bright red should flow as freely as a river. Torao pulled themself away from the gruesome imaginings with a mental yank. No. I won't fight, I won't kill again. I can't kill again, and if I fight, I won't be able to stop.
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Kimora, suspicious, shut her book and walked over to the door, opening it a fraction of an inch, then watching as the woman entered the next door over. Still slightly on edge, Kimora sat back down and tried to continue reading. She was unsuccessful, and decided to lay down for a bit, keeping an eye and an ear open for any disturbance.
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Kimora looked up from the book she was reading to see a woman barge into her room. "Excuse me? If you're the cleaning lady, I don't want you coming in here while I'm here, and I could get you fired for not knocking first." She tossed her long, black hair over her shoulder, her piercing dark violet eyes staring intensely into the intruder's face. The woman's eyes were covered with the brim of her hat, but Kimora was certain that her gaze would get the point across. "I asked to not be disturbed unless absolutely necessary, so, no matter who you are, leave. Now."
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Torao helps Aryanna board the boat, then takes her to a seat.
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Well, I really don't like that idea, so how about no? Fadran is back to normal, now, so you guys should change back, too!!
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"Ok, so I can't download the...app...or whatever, but here's what my paper looks like so far. Is this correct at all? And what do I do now?"
