HEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOO WORLD if you found this page U R AAAAWWWWSSSOOOME the fact that u care enough to read this brings joy 2my soul (looking into the distance happliy ^_^ ) nmyphadora_fan_7 why did i choose this name cause it sounds awsome no not awsome but legendary yess thats excatly what is*yay wow I sound isound really hyper right now let me tone it down so i dont scare (if i had'nt already) I am a Harry Potter fool i even had my own wand at one point in time (really it was a stick i found on the ground but bear with me i was 12) and if you think harry potter sucks or is gay you should find a tree a some rope and a chair cause u r seriously missing out on the most bad a** thing since ninjas were invented
LET SEE WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY OH im 15 im leocause of that i LOOOOOVVVVVE lions.I also love to draw ive been told im good
(they actully said i kickass but its bad to boast )but i could be better i like anime and like whacting mind numbing telivision its somthing to do when im bored.AND belive it or not im a HUGE bookworm I LOOOOOOVVVVE reading im actuually warking on expanding my liabrary (if you cuold call it one compared 2 other its pathecticlly small *sigh*) im not a comple nerd though i do enjoy hanging out with my insane friendsthey take my insanity and bring it to a whole differnt demension(yet they still call me specialhmph>< ) oh and my eyes arent green i just wish they werei love calla lillys my favorite color is green (figures huh?) okay before i close out this internal momolouge (shut up its sounds cooler to me tha way?) i know there are some errors in my grammer in my spelling and you know what i idont give a s**t !!!!!! it gives it quirkyness that way(yes i know thats not a word)
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"Spangles?" feigning maximum affrontage while splaying long, magically manicured gel nails over her non-existent chest; highlighting the edges of the gaping, chaos-crack filled took up a good chunk of her uniforms cleavage. "Spangles---Oh, so you and the marauders-three get, what I'm sure, are badass names fit for the stars, but I get dubbed Spangles?!" her gaze accusatory as the tilt of her hips, the way she dug her free hand into the lace-slathered-bone of it, throwing a pose with more attitude than she could ever have hoped to back. Especially not while still encased in the arms of her 'captor' -- not that she was fighting being held very hard....
"So I'm useful enough for you to 'steal', but then you D'Artagnan me in the same breath? I'm sorry, bear, fish, and techno-pop-wish, but this is main character dressage I'm decked out in. Not--beach-episode, side-b***h attire." the rant her mouth wanted to run on with, as Greive *dared* to try and explain *her* magic to other people!!
Alllovthat--cut short on a fresh gasp, a shudder that led to her clinging to the blue-haired banana she'd just begun damning the name of--- Because the tile ******** *shifted* under her cinderella-wished-she-had-these-heels, ther e was a far too distinct to miss it scritch and skuttle of <********> A very distinctive bug-ish sound, that left Mirabilite swallowing the words that could've been her name.
"Might call you dead meat or bait, if you'd be preferring those," Róka said, with the sort of even keel that could've meant it was a genuine question or a friendly, well-meant suggestion. (It wasn't.) (They might've said Or hostage, if we'd break your fingers first, but they'd still made that agreement-pact with Faustite; the Negaverse had resources Róka did not, and not having those resources turned towards them -- so long as they didn't much go out of their way to harm officers -- was preferable. Especially preferable, coming from a man on fire, given they might've agreed to just about any proposed terms just to get him to not be there in their vicinity, burning bright.)
They didn't even bother to look much at Mirabilite, getting on one knee, eyes cast towards the ground, one hand on the tiles. "...Multiple under here."
Sometimes they really, truly missed having a weapon to break things with. This was one of those times.
Super Sailor Madriu Roll: 1 - they're in the vents Action: Examining air vent, reporting unpleasant discovery
Madriu's ears flicked towards Mirabilite, giving her the most bored look he could manage. By his assessment, she'd given up any right to names or titles that weren't insulting when she threw in with Chaos and betrayed whatever world she served--honestly, the thought that a Senshi could fall like that made him shudder.
"You'll earn the right to complain about nicknames when you prove your use," he said, flatly, and then, with all the contempt he could manage, turned his back--because she wasn't worth the respect of fearing her retaliation--and strode over to the nearest vent. He swore he heard echoey skittering, and when he rolled onto his toes to confirm, he grimaced.
"Bugs in the vents, too," he said. "Grieve, might need you to help me clear these little shits out." Since Roka absolutely couldn't reach and needed to help handle the floor besides. "Anything interesting in the boxes?"
She didn't roll her eyes, she wouldn't. It wasn't worth it to try! And yet her mouth still ran, quieter than before, yes, but not at all yet willing to stop snapping her tiny, useless teeth.
“It’s Mirabilite!” murmured huffily in response as she squirmed in Grieves grasp, and she would’ve honestly preferred her actual stars-given name on any level, but considering the current circumstances? “But I’ll settle for variations that don’t make it sound like you’ll leave my corpse and run the second things get ugly—“ her words tapering off into a softer hiss when the as of yet nameless fishmonger-looking Senshi examined the floor.
There was the barest bit of relief, that she wasn't simply being paranoid; hearing s**t that wasn't there, feeling it *still* beneath her delicate heels. That for all the lack of visible bugs in the room -- it wasn't completely devoid of them -- the ******** were simply hiding, biding their time. Mirabilite wasn't sure if the confirmation of that knowledge was better, or worse?
Watching now, with an intensity, the floor. As though it might choose to heave upwards and crawl out from under them. Or worse. Because there could always be worse. Like bugs in the vents levels of worse, apparently. She watched the dog with a bone disregard her utterly, followed the long back and swath of black (Mane? Mange? Does it even count as hair---) to where vent was mounted into the wall.
At least they were technically *sealed* behind things, if only temporarily.
(When you need, like 48 more words to meet htat 1k mark! Lol)
Grieve just grinned as the corrupted senshi first talked a lot of human nonsense that may or may not be intelligible to other humans, and then suddenly began clinging onto her. Oh, she was such a good little damsel, now wasn't she? Stay with me, ********. Roka clearly ********' sucked with damsels unless they were trying to scam one, which was why Grieve got to hug them and they got to stab things with knives. Or mean words, in this case.
"Probably a ******** of valuables," Grieve drawled to Madriu. "Everything about this place says Hey I got So Much Expensive s**t Here. He seems like he's older, maybe like us or..." she waved her free hand lazily, "...like some other powers." There was always some a*****e out there, bigger and more powerful, but only existing as shadows and whisper to the point that they as well not exist for all the impact they had. Or maybe they were just too big, so the small ******** like them couldn't see what was right in front of their eyes. "Maybe this place was like this 'round our time too, or maybe it's all scavenged from dead worlds."
She paused, considering all the dead, empty worlds in space now. usually a source of sorrow, but now...
"We should get a Mau or two of our own. We need a ********' ship." Those dead empty worlds probably had dead security systems now, right?
"Mirabilite?" Now that was a familiar name for an unfamiliar face. She loosed her grip on the other's waist to get a better look, only to sigh. "You were once so ridiculously ******** beautiful. Monstrously gorgeous." Now she was only a mere really ******** lovely.
What a loss.
The moment was shaken up as the room trembled and clearly something big was happening in the main room. The violent motion was enough to shift tiles and vents, and more than enough to excite the kosopods out of their hiding. A very tiny one scurried out of the floor and approached the tip of Mirabilite's perfectly pointed shoe.
Near the room's entrance, something suddenly fell with a loud bang. Grieve turned in time to see a kosopod floating in and then abruptly dropping down. "Hey, someone's ******** up the gravity out there."
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