the-god-of-stories

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*I roll my eyes and start looking for a dna signature of Angel's*

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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*I glare at him*

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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*I get up, towering over him*

Angel isn't like that. She's not like her mother.

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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Are you saying she's gonna go crazy? Not Angel.

I'll find her, old man.

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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*I scoff* Says the man who fell in live with a psycho.

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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YES I KISSED HER.

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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*I scratch the back of my head*

I might have...

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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*I blush* Uh-..

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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Reminder

I can't believe I have to say this shit AGAIN but we are people behind these fucking accounts, real people, real people who are affected by the stuff you fucking send if you're going to sexualise characters or going to send hate towards the characters we've created that are NOT MEANT TO BE VILLANAISED, from now on I will block you. Disrespectfully fuck off and go and be shitty elsewhere

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I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, OLD MAN!! *I raise my hands*

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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Seren deserved it for interrupting Longeli

She never interrupted anything and Sèren is a lovely person, even if her taste in men is questionable.

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What??

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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I love your leather pants

I take great pride in them

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Times Loki has made someone almost kill themself: 2

Not funny

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*I'm on my bed reading when Charlie suddenly walks in*

Angel goes to the pub door, staring through the blurry glass at the illusion of earth, opening it slowly as she walks towards the gate, every and any universe waiting for her on the other side. She could end up anywhere, she walks through, feeling her body get dtreatched and torn before the smell of freshly washed linen fills her nose.......

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Bye Sèren. *I leave*

*I knock on her door*

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*she opens the door, she’s a mess. The black spot has enveloped her left arm fully, the lines stretching over her whole face, and her right arm is scratched bloody. Her eyes are red and puffy. When she realizes who it is, she goes pale and faints in the doorway*

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*I sigh* I don't know about you, but I'm going to sleep. *I get up*

*I knock on her door*

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*she opens the door, she’s a mess. The black spot has enveloped her left arm fully, the lines stretching over her whole face, and her right arm is scratched bloody. Her eyes are red and puffy. When she realizes who it is, she goes pale and faints in the doorway*