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[canihelpyou]

Who: Oh those wacky amusement park figures...
When: Day 14, evening
Where: Starting in apartment A BUT ALSO EVERYWHERE. We're crashing through your doors :u Tag in your location if you want in
What: The ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny

[A FIGHT HAS BROKEN OUT. BECCA IS SCREAMING. STATUES AND PUPPETS ARE TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER. Why is today such a day of violence.]

Comments

[pencilpremonition]

[Nodnod! So proud of herself.]

[unmaskedlizard]

It was really good. Thank you.

[haha and puppets are calmed down thank god bless you Red and mysterious dark stranger]

[pencilpremonition]

[She grins! Oh so proud of herself. She breathes a sigh of relief when she sees the fight is over.]

[unmaskedlizard]

Aah, see. I don't know what it was about, but tensions probably run high so closed up like this.

[pencilpremonition]

[She writes a quick explanation.]

'Karl and I were talking and he was waving a sword around for emphasis, and Muppet thought he was threatening me and attacked him. I couldn't break it up.'

[unmaskedlizard]

...I... I see.

[pencilpremonition]

[She sniffles a little bit (it's fake but she's a good actress), feeling terrible that the fight started. She does really feel bad, but she's exaggerating it a bit.]

[unmaskedlizard]

I... I'm sure it'll be okay. Muppet is really nice, I'm sure he'll calm down, and Red's helping to break it up and he's good at that.

[pencilpremonition]

[She nods weakly, perking up again slowly.]

[unmaskedlizard]

It'll be fine, alright? You look better already. I'm glad you're not hurt.

[pencilpremonition]

[She smiles weakly for him and nods. She takes out her notebook and shamelessly starts sketching him, without asking permission.]

[unmaskedlizard]

[fhrngn?

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Um...

[pencilpremonition]

[Quickly finishes and shows off her portrait of him.]

[unmaskedlizard]

Ah... you're pretty good. You're an artist?

[pencilpremonition]

[Nodnod!]

[unmaskedlizard]

That's amazing. So fast, too. You've got a lot of talents, with that and cooking.

[pencilpremonition]

[She all but glows under the praise. This is what she lives for. She blushes a little, and bows playfully.]