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[miraculls]

[ACTION; morning all around Mayfield]

[Sadly, Gamzee has not yet acquired his trademark face-paint, as the stores refuse to sell make-up to a boy and he's too stupid to lie about it being for his girlfriend. Kanaya had offered to buy it for him, but then she got panscrubbed and now she just giggles at him and tells him to stop joking when he

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afternoon;

[moonspirals]

[Usagi has an ice cream cone! This is a glorious thing on a summer day like this. But the rainbows caught her attention, and she stopped to stare, and now her ice cream is gone. What do?]

Re: afternoon;

[miraculls]

[aww, the miracle modus stopped flashing, MUST FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO CHUCK INTO IT]

Heeeey, chica, where did you all up and abscond from?

afternoon;

[moonspirals]

[No need to find something else; the ribbons in her hair get sucked into it a moment later.]

From the ice cream place down there! But, um. My ice cream disappeared when the rainbows were out...

[miraculls]

[OOH COLORS MUST WATCH give him a few moments here]

Aww, sorry to hear that, sister. That shit happens to me all the time too. I'll just be getting my appreciate on about the miracles of life, and when I snap outta it, my motherfuckin' pie will have vanished like a laughsassin in the night. [usually because he ate it...]

[moonspirals]

[COLORS. Usagi likes colors. She's going to watch till they stop, then pick a flower from the nearest yard and see if the MAGIC COLORS happen again.]

Yeah, it sucks! But usually it's because I'm a klutz and I dropped it, or something.

[The word miracles catches her, and she smiles. She is on the same page, bro.]

I get it. It's like sitting and remembering all the good times I've had with friends and forgetting that I had a snack. When it's gone, well. My fault, but all the good memories are worth it.

...so what are the flashy lights? They're pretty.

[miraculls]

[YES THEY DO]

Chica, that be exactly the wicked word what I'm shooting right motherfuckin' now. Ain't nothin' in this world as beautiful as that troll disease called friendship.

Aww, thanks! This shit here be my miracle modus.