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Apparently Livia and Marcurious are now madly in love…*coughs*
Marcurious just saved their life from a bunch of Azers, and it was love at first sight. However, Livia’s sister is not impressed…
Livia wasn’t dead, but if Marcurious kept looking at her like that, she was sure her heart would stop beating right there.
But if she had to die, at least she’d die in Marcurious’s arms…
“I’m about to wipe that ridiculous grin off your face,” Aubrielle hissed. “We need to get moving so we can make it to Erstonia before the Pythonos catch up, and the sooner you stop staring at Marky Boy, the better.”
“Hey, she can stare at me if she wants to. It’s a free country.” And then Marcurious seemed to realize what Aubrielle had just called him. “And that is not my name.”
“It is now,” Aubrielle rolled her eyes. “It’s the only one I can actually pronounce.”
“Hey!” Marcurious put a hand to his chest in mock offense. “Just because my idiot father can’t give his own son a decent name, doesn’t mean that you get to—wait, did you say you were going to Erstonia?”
Liv giggled. “Of course we are. It’s not like we try to cross deserts for fun. We’re on the run from Pythonos—”
“Livia!” Aubrielle said through her teeth. “For all we know he could be a spy.”
“I am not a spy,” laughed Marcurious.
“Isn’t that exactly what a spy would say?” Aubrielle stuck a finger in Marcurious’s chest. He raised an eyebrow. “Exactly. That’s what I thought.”
“How do you suppose you pretty girls are going to cross the Nordvick?” he narrowed his eyes. “It’s not like you can turn into a lizard and crawl on the bottom. I did that and I still almost died!”
“He’s got a point,” Liv shrugged. “But it’s a good thing he did survive, otherwise I couldn’t—” her voice trailed off as she realized she didn’t really know where she was going with that sentence. “I’m not going to say that…” she looked down at the sand, blushing again.
“What, you’re glad he survived so you could stare at him with a glazed expression on your face?” Aubs rolled her eyes. “Liv, you’re practically foaming at the mouth.”
“Oh come on! You can’t tell he he isn’t hot,” Liv whispered in Aubrielle’s ear.
“I heard that,” Marcurious smirked. “And I like what I heard,” he nodded with approval, sidling up to Xandro who was drinking from the large oasis. “She thinks I’m hot!”
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
*Snort laughs*
*Chokes on my tea*
*Stumbles from room sputtering and laughing*
(I definitely like these characters now. Especially Aubrielle. She sounds like me.)
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the Gork🙂I’ve missed everyone on here. I don’t post a ton but I do honestly look at the topics and stuff.
LOL! Who needs a braining brain when ya got a jumbled mess of chaos (If that makes any sense)? 😂 I know I have it.
i’ve actually been making progress with my WIP somehow…*shrugs* it’s pretty surprising XDXD
Oh yay! That’s awesome though!
LOL. I lost a funny meme but it was so relatable. It had to do with not having touched any WIP since the cold winter of 1878… I think that’s me rn😂
Also sorry, I got your tag wrong earlier 😵💫
"Watermelon Earthmelon Firemelon Airmelon. The Elemelons" -idk
Oh that scene is wonderful😂😂
"Watermelon Earthmelon Firemelon Airmelon. The Elemelons" -idk
Your signature is AMAZING.🤣
If you want to find all the cops, they're hanging out in the donut shop.
Your signature is AMAZING.🤣
It absolutely is
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."@arcticanimals @the_lost-journal
FELLOW FOURTEEN YEAR OLDS!!!!!!
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."YES! Most of the people on here are 16 or older!!!
So nice to have some fellow young teens!!!
When is your guy’s birthdays?! Mine is May 8th!
"Goats are like mushrooms, if you shoot a duck. I am scared of toasters." -A guy
WHAT? MINE IS ON MAY 9TH!
I’ve got a friend at school whose birthday is on May 10th and I always tease him for being younger than me…
But then again–I get to brag about being the one born on Mother’s Day
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."Not often. Sometimes, though, I’ll kill a character and then I’ll come downstairs crying and ask for a hug from someone.
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."I try to be coldhearted when I write, but my hands shake when I bring a perfect couple together, and I’ve cried sometimes while trying to kill off characters and then I have to stop because I can’t see. However, it’s mostly after I’ve finished and am reading through the draft that things really hit me.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
Ummm…I helped write that story.
With an old friend.
Who has currently blocked me because I told her about Christ and rejected the woke ideologies she believed in. (But I didn’t reject her. Important distinction.)
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."Sorry, in need of context. I was reading the first page of the Chat Chat. I’m talking about The story of life
"Io non ho bisogno di denaro.
Ho bisogno di sentimenti."
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