(Aw, bye.)
Sevilen blinked. "Hey, wait! Where are we going? Who are you? What did that thing do to the birds?" She asked as the strange man pulled her along. "Sto- OW!" She yelped as she hit her leg on a mail box. "Slow down!" She whined.
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.




Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.




Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.




Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.




Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
Alright guys, notice red.
I'll be out of the country from the
27-3 and may not be able
to post.




Current role play wrote:"Everyone's legs are the same, but no
one has the same hands. Some make music, some fire weapons, but a
person's hands are the real outwards appearance of their soul."
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