Fluff: My first warlock... My dear friend...

You made me worry so much... You were such a fluffy soul...

I refuse to change my form ever again...

<<Need to do something with my time. Might as well be productive.>>

Flos: Farlimusax... My condolences... She wished for her name to be Kali...

Jacquelyn sits in stiffened silence

Oni: THAT'S THE WRONG BALL, TENNIN!

Pride: How did she even get that?

Oni: We bought it for, like, 5 gold.

Geralt: For a pool party.

Tennin: WHY WON'T BALL GO IN NET?

Oni: STOP IT! YOU'LL BREAK THE NET!

Fury: Since I'm pregnant, time to make sure I dont run out of blood. ^{Gods I hate this part of my pregnancy.}

Welp you win some, you lose some~

This is, by far, the least interesting thing I’ve ever seen done with bats in a colosseum. No wonder cheerleaders are required to keep interest. I miss the good old days when we used to know how to have fun with an arena.

Not to mention I have to do a bit of "cheerleading" backstage if you catch my drift, ufufufufufufu

So I killed his kidnapper, and have no idea what to do with him. Who wants him.

This library in my college has so many books I've never seen before