The fuzz of sleep drifted away instantly as Marcella heard her words. "Sick?!" She fumbled the door open, practically yanking Cooper inside. "Have you made any contact with him?" she asked, mind going into doctor mode.
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Who needs Aquaman when you have real superheroes like Mermaidman and Barnacleboy.
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"Write drunk, edit sober," is a viable strategy until you realize anything you write just divulges into offbeat ramblings.
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Wimena's arms wrapped around Rockmar tightly, loosening only when she realized it was just June. "You startled me there..." she sighed in relief. A sharp jab of anxiety shot through her as June asked if they were ready. The halfling gulped. "Ready for whaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" She shut her eyes and June let go of them. When the sense of dropping didn't come, Wimena warily opened her eyes to find that they were still in the air. She shakily laughed, embarrassed by her shrill scream, and followed their gazes towards the forest. "Y-yes...I-I suppose so."
And then they fell and died and the adventure was over. The End. 
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:I seriously need to listen to more Filipino bands. Any other suggestions for artists?
Sleep had been a difficult feat that night. Not because of the unfamiliar surroundings or bed. Rather it was the thoughts of the previous day that kept Marcella awake. Late night ponderings of unknown threats, mysterious illnesses, and a clandestine puzzle hidden by a friend. They left Marcella in a buzzed state of delirium that ended up with her stuck in a half-dazed state until the sun's rays crept into the room.
Marcella stirred when a sudden orchestra of noise invaded her sleep. Yawning, she hauled herself out of bed and, with only a nightgown and her fingers to tame her bed wild hair, she slipped out the door.
Marcella stirred when a sudden orchestra of noise invaded her sleep. Yawning, she hauled herself out of bed and, with only a nightgown and her fingers to tame her bed wild hair, she slipped out the door.
Wimena blinked in surprise as Rockmar picked her up. "Thank you," she said, relaxing. So this was what it was like to be tall. It was definitely...different, but not entirely unpleasant.
Scheet! I'll get something up tomorrow.
Ah jeez x_x Sorry I took a while to post!
Wimena couldn't help but giggle as Rockmar donned the helmet and roared. "I think you look absolutely fearsome," she teased. "Anyways, I agree with Tarquin. Almost dying multiple times can be surprisingly tiresome."
As she and the others were taken outside, the adrenaline that coursed through Wimena in the cave began to ebb away. Instead, it was replaced by a jumpiness fueled by the dark sky and the numbness of exhaustion. She stumbled slightly as the weight of the shield took its toll, her short legs managing to keep a slow albeit clumsy pace with the others. A nervous thought poked at the back of her mind. "Even if we found the sword, would it be enough?"
As she and the others were taken outside, the adrenaline that coursed through Wimena in the cave began to ebb away. Instead, it was replaced by a jumpiness fueled by the dark sky and the numbness of exhaustion. She stumbled slightly as the weight of the shield took its toll, her short legs managing to keep a slow albeit clumsy pace with the others. A nervous thought poked at the back of her mind. "Even if we found the sword, would it be enough?"
This looks interesting. Will be keeping an eye on this.
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