pink-eyed-incubator started following you
Hmmm?*Another one? It’s been while since she seen and incubator. she did wonder how it got in her world though*
How did you get in here?
I don’t need to be made out of rubber to have basic bitchies words bounce off of me.
*what. why this. he rubbed his cape against his face to confirm and it’s all weird now eeewww.*
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places
You are now even more basic.
Well that is not a first. A lot of people do end up in my world by mistake. Hmmhmmmhmm…*She can sense magic from the man. He probably made a mistake with a spell that sent him here. That was a common mistake magic users, powerful or not, seem to makes. She make the same mistake as well sometimes.* Well Yuga, I am known as the almighty sorceress Drawcia, the Queen of Art.
"Queen of Art?" Yuga repeated to himself. Well well well, just who HAD he stumbled upon? "That certainly explains why you seemed so… absolutely perfect" He finished with a smirk. He was completely sincere, despite the mischievous smile.
"And this here—" He brandished his paintbrush staff behind him, "Is your kingdom, I presume?"
*Drawcia giggled a bit at the complement he gave her. She always loved it when people mention how beautiful and perfect she is. She was aware of her beauty, but due to her massive ego she loved to hear it from others.* Hmmhmmmhmm.~ I am a work of art after all..
*A work of art indeed. She was originally a painting. A painting that wanted to be alive and real. So she wasn’t being metaphorical when she said she was a work of art.*
Why yes. My kingdom, my realm, my world. Whatever you may call it. I have created this perfect place entirely out of art..
Quite a work of art. Yuga liked that kind of description quite a bit, literally or otherwise. Usually it was otherwise, because you didn’t meet a lot of people literally made out of a painting, and if they were they were minions that certainly did not fit the category of ‘perfection’. Yuga considered himself a work of art, but he was still very much Lorulean and not paint. ….At least, not at the moment.
"Your world, which you made of art? It’s not surprising, it’s nearly as perfect as you are! Would you care to give me a tour?"
Heehehehe!~ Of course it is. After all,everything I do and make is a work of art.*Massive ego boost. All these complements he was giving her was raising her ego.*
Sorry but no. I don’t show people I don’t really know around..*Eventhough he clearly appreciate the arts, she do not show strangers around. She do not feel comfortable with showing strangers around. She don’t want people to know the layout of her world. Also it’s like her home and people wouldn’t just show anyone around their house.*
I can take you to my tea room for some tea though. Hmmhm.
*Drawcia blast the anon away before they even get the chance*
"Hi, I’m new here, can you show me around?"
"Uh.. I think I’m lost."
"Wow, those are some awesome threads!"
"Don’t mind me, I just like making new friends!"
"Oh dear, do you need help?"
"You look like you could use a hand."
"You look a little lost, can I be of assistance?"
"Watch where you’re going."
"Oops, did I do that?.. Oh well."
"Take a picture, it’ll last longer."
"Get lost, would ya?"
"I don’t have time to play tour guide."
"Thankfully, it’s not my job to help you."
"Don’t let them find us."
"I don’t wanna be left alone."
"Get out of the way!"
"Are you dead?"
"Can I skip dinner and go right for dessert?"
"I think I just found the most beautiful girl in Japan."
"Hey there, Foxy Mama."
"Huh? Oh yeah, this view is nice."
"How about we go back to my place? I’ve got board games."
"All you have to do is say, "yes".
"Wow, your eyes are the most beautiful, that I’ve ever seen."
"I’ve been enchanted by your amazing voice."
"Ah, I’m sorry, I could have sworn you were an angel."
"Am I dreaming, or do you really exist?"
"I wasn’t aware that Goddesses/Gods existed."
"No flower or scenery can compare to your beauty."
"At long last! I’ve finally found you! Now I can kill you!"
"What an ugly mug, it’s a good thing I won’t have to see you for long."
"How would you like to be full of holes?"
"You know, I think your head looks better detached from your body. "
"I will make you experience unimaginable pain."
"Beg all you want, but your fate is going to end the same way."
"Love is illogical, it means nothing to me."
"The more you cry, the more reasons I find to leave your pathetic being."
"Do not touch me, I don’t require affection from anyone."
"Why are you hugging me?"
"He’s dead, let’s move on."
"Why is family so important to you?".
To me it’s the best option.
Stabbing them, crushing them, obliterating them, etc. All good ways to get rid of anons.
Since they want to run their mouth with out thinking, they must pay a price and the price is d̮e̼͚̲a͎͚͕̲̩̲ṭ͔͔͚̖͎̮͢h͔̩. It’s not like anyone would miss them anyway. Besides murder never bothered me anyways…
"It isn’t my normal response, but with them I have a bit more leeway." Narau sighed irritably.
"On the bright side, at least at the moment we don’t have to worry about them, and have considerably smarter company."
True, true.. They seem to be gone for now… And I hope it stay that way..
Maybe I should go see Marx…