by Zaphod Riker » Sun May 31, 2015 2:24 am
Ysavandia had began to wander once again, playing with a small yoyo as she walks. She was no longer a micronation, as it had disbanded, but she was still existing. She was still able to be touched, but was slightly transparent. Thinking, she remembers her old friends, smiling at the thought of the Zeti. "Mr. Zor? Mr. Zazz? Ms. Zeena?"