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Painting the School Orange.
*After being pulled aside by Priscilla at random, Ayaka's since been outfitted like a certain wrestler, her hair tied back and everything. Though she may look weird, she's carrying about her business as usual, tacking up posters featuring sneering cats and grinning jack-o-laterns throughout the school halls.*
Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~! -
Dusting off Ayaka
*Sitting in a comfortable chair in the lobby, face covered in soot and hair frizzed out and burnt at the edges.*
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We are elegant and have tea
*In the more secluded areas of the school grounds, there are luscious gardens for all seasons- kept in elegant, temperature controlled environments constructed of glass walls and frames done in a charming art nouveau style ( Read more... ) -
It's 8PM - do you know where YOUR Junpei is?
*Dressed in some rather unorthodox attire in the form of heels, skinny jeans and a tanktop, Ayaka's a knock-knock-knockin' on Junpei's door!* -
BJ Tits
*In spite of her usually-combat-oriented self, everyone's favorite rich girl finds herself in a most compromising situation ( Read more... ) -
It just feels right pt. 2
*Oblivious to the coming hour, Ayaka struts though the dim school lobby; Jeans ripped and bloody, he leaves a nice trail of murky-red feet prints across the pink parquet flooring whilst dragging a leaking, malodorous bundle ( Read more... ) -
It just feels right.
*A rather fantastically fantabulous man struts about the streets of town, radiating sparkles of every color under the sun! Finally, something good's come out of this wretched place- Ayaka hadn't felt this great in ages!*
What to do today..?
*Looking about the streets, fresh-faced and bright-eyed, she he scans for a nice looking cafe, or just any ( Read more... ) -
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*For some reason, she just couldn't sleep that night... though after seeing this spectacle after stepping into the hallway drowsily, she really wishes she had a velvet hammer to beat herself with ( Read more... ) -
A ailment unrelated to the marriage event! Oh-ho!
*Feebly, The red'n'runny nosed, apple-cheeked'n foggy eyed Ayaka pushes open the door from her room out into the lobby, *
..augh...
*Wearily hangs onto it for a moment, rubbing temples with forefinger and thumb. She clutches her frilly pink robe closed and dizzily saunters off down the hallway, sneezing every few steps* -
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*Shamelessly slouched down on the Lobby couch watching an old movie on television, clothed in the spitting image of the Mammy archetype*
