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HMD & PERMISSIONS
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Like how I play Sanji? No? Well, here's the place to tell me exactly what you don't think I'm doing right. Any constructive crit is more than welcome, but pointless flaming will be ignored and likely mocked at my leisure.
Other than that, fire away~! ♥
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000 ⇒ Memory 1
It'd been on his mind since coming home from work, lurking in the corner of his thoughts. He knows he'll touch it - he just doesn't know when yet ( Read more... ) -
006
[some pen taps, some squiggles that make no sense. He doesn't actually start writing for a while]
That finally solves the question of why I don't use a weapon. I've already got two. Though I'd sorta figured that out already.
And I don't suppose anyone knows what a fishman is. Besides a fish who's a [pause]
Eh, forget it. Not that important. -
005
[scribbles. Angry scribbles. That's the verbal equivalent of Prince's angry hissing. Though he's pointedly not saying what happened to him.
But it involved markers >|]
This shit can't be coincidence.
Just how many of us [scribble scribble Dx] you are getting pranked? -
004
... Enjoying yourselves, everyone? -
003
[There are some really irritated scribblings at a corner of the page before actual words]
Four. Fuckin. Times.
I'm still finding sparkles in my hair from those damn crowns!
Shitty fishbowl.
Ah, but where are my manners? Miss Lady, Miss Fred, Miss Nova, Miss Locket~! Thank all you wonderful ladies for your daring rescues~! ♥ -
002
... Huh. That was quick. Or maybe I've come into some shitty luck.
Anyway, anyone been to the Wilderness lately?