( I decided that if Leah's going to die, she's going to drown. Yes, this is what I spend my time thinking about. . . the rp's plot )
(WaIT NO WHAT)
(Cicada would probably die either doing something stupid and dangerous or getting stabbed.)
( I decided that if Leah's going to die, she's going to drown. Yes, this is what I spend my time thinking about. . . the rp's plot )
(WaIT NO WHAT)
DEFINITELY NO
( I decided that if Leah's going to die, she's going to drown. Yes, this is what I spend my time thinking about. . . the rp's plot )
(STAAAHP)
( I decided that if Leah's going to die, she's going to drown. Yes, this is what I spend my time thinking about. . . the rp's plot )
(DON'T KILL HER!!!!)
Lucian laughed softly and shook his head slowly. “I would have never thought you were the type to make those sort of jokes.”
“I grew up in a weird neighbourhood……. lot’s of hormonal teens.”
Daso grimaced. "Lasagna. I mean, i know we just had pizza and they're similar, but meatloaf? No. No thank you."
Cicada saw Leah working on the ship. She sighed before walking over and asking, "Do you need any help?"
( Well, she'll come close to dying then. )
“Yeah? Sounds like a blast,” Lucian responded with a devilish grin.
Daso grimaced. "Lasagna. I mean, i know we just had pizza and they're similar, but meatloaf? No. No thank you."
"Okay then." They made their way to the kitchen.
( Well, she'll come close to dying then. )
(Okay I like that lol I love making Daso saddd)
Leah looked up, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. "Just working on some busted pulleys. I just need to finish this one and we'll be all set. Thanks though, red."
Daso glanced around the kitchen, pulling his sleeves back. "Fun fact. I wasn't allowed to cook as a kid."
( Well, she'll come close to dying then. )
(Okay I like that lol I love making Daso saddd)
( hahah. Any ideas for how she should come close to dying? They're going to run into an enemy ship after lunch/dinner I believe. . . )
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)
"Yeah," Cicada looked at her, "Well after you're done we are having a talk."
"Really?" She said, pulling on an apron.
( Well, she'll come close to dying then. )
(Okay I like that lol I love making Daso saddd)
( hahah. Any ideas for how she should come close to dying? They're going to run into an enemy ship after lunch/dinner I believe. . . )
(Maybe someone on the enemy ship has a ~personal~ vendetta against Leah?)
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)
(WHAT!?)
(Making a schedule for injury or death I see? Lucian hasn’t been through anything yet..)
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)
(Plans Cicada's death scene. I was doing it first you copier.)
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)
(Now wait one second)
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)(WHAT!?)
( NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOO )
"Really?" She said, pulling on an apron.
"Yeah, apparently it's a girl's thing," Daso laughed. "My mom was always so pissed off because my sister couldn't cook, but I was good at it. So she's forbid me."
(Oh my god both of you, we are just arguing over who gets to die first cmon)
(An enemy ship? Oh. Okay.)
(plans Kameo's death scene)(WHAT!?)
( NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOO )
(STOP TRYING TO HURT HIM LET HIM THE SEAGULLS BE HAPPY)
( Well then, we'll get attacked in the middle of the crew's meal. * confetti* )
(Yay!)
"Yeah," Cicada looked at her, "Well after you're done we are having a talk."
"A talk?" Leah asked, furrowing her brow in confusion. "Good or bad?"
(So fun)