OH FUCK. OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK. WE ARE SO FUCKING DOOMED. AS IF HAVING A PSYCHOPATHIC GOD-LIKE MONSTER TRYING TO DESTROY EVERYTHING WASN'T EVEN FUCKING ENOUGH! NOW THERE'S A FUCKING MOON TRYING TO CRUSH OUR NOOKS TO DEATH. OH DOUBLE FUCK.
...sorry. I'm using smaller font on purpose so I don't cause trouble to those reading the page
[Ashley just rolls her eyes a bit. It's hard to tell if she's rolling her eyes in response to Cthulhu's comment or to her mun's reaction to seeing him here. Possibly a bit of both.]
[Fuck off, moon! She's trying to get Draco to take her to the MCR concert. And he can put his really big thingy in her tool sexily while they're flying to the concert in his flying gothic black car.
She flips the moon off, her fingers painted black with red pentagrams.]
[There is something very fundamentally wrong with the manic way this guy is chuckling. To anyone sensitive to such things? There's a nasty aura around him.]
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