Guess who the mun is writing an app for?

[warring_triad]

Wait, this place has my dear Terra, the Chauvanist King, the Necrophile, and "General" Chere~!?

My my~! It isn't even my birthday~!

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His mind is beyond warped. Alot of things aren't as he thinks. ^^

[oceanmaiden]

[A brief flash of light comes around Shirley and suddenly her hair is going blue and her eyes have a piercing, glowing glare.]

I'm not afraid of you. And even if your words are truth, there's still no excuse for the lips.

Well yeah. Doesn't stop him from being all kinds of crazy. :P

[warring_triad]

Oh, you will be afraid. You will be.

[He laughs a frenzied laugh as what appear to be spectral zombie cherubim appear and begin to float toward Shirley.]

Go, my fallen ones! Show her the true meaning of despair!

The best kinds of crazy! :P

[oceanmaiden]

*gasp* Oh no! That IS worth being afraid of!

But NOT worth any despair.

[Shirley casts her Teriques out of her quill pen. And through Shirley's direction, it erases each and every one of Kefka's fallen ones.]