CREEPY GIRLS, YOU'RE JUST MY STYLE!
BLOOD RED LIPSTICK, YOU DON'T SMILE!
(semi-lit LEZAH SLLEW from FOP:ANW!)
(multiverse / multiships with chem!)
(N/SFW, but non-l*wd, muse is a minor!)
(Penned by Clowncasket/G!)
#FOPRP & #MVRP
[She takes the paper, and makes a face like she's judging them.]
Oh, I can work with this.
[Poofing the paper away for safekeeping.]
Ever hear of a Monkey's Paw?
Not yet, not yet~
[She taps fingers together evilly, thinking.]
Oh. I have just the way I wanna spend time! Tell me, Razputin. . . I need two things from you. First, tell me the dream of each of the senior Psychonauts, and the code to the door to Truman's office.
βI know what you said.β
Raz couldn't help but snicker at her response, missing that face of hers
βWell, shall we get back to the norm?β
The acrobat held his hand out
βI believe I owe you for being gone, right?β
[The joy stops and is replaced with her usual style. She begins to bonk him on the head with her fists repeatedly.]
Where did you even go!? Dumb dumb, you didn't even leave a note!