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Blake: -ties him up with his strings quickly before he could move-this string can't be broken and you can't escape it-cough a little bit-it...
Blake: not really-watches as it starts burning his face-
Blake: you sure-spit hits his face-this is just the beginning or just the ending
Blake: -fling it to him-
Blake: -stops it sending it flying full force toward him-
Blake: -spits on his face as he smile menacingly-
Blake: -stares at him not harmed-sure-lungest forward-
Blake: hehe I fight long range and close range depending on the weakling I'm fighting
Blake: -stops in midair-murderer of my little brother-smirks-I never killed him
Blake: -laugh-you really don't know who you are messing with
Blake: no I'm a hobo traveling around trying to make a living and my name is Pancho-laugh-
Blake: -stops grabbing a branch-watcha you want bitch I was taking a power nap D:<
Blake: -wakes up hearing noises-0.0noisy
Blake: -sleeps still-
Me maybe? Trying to come out of retirement from warring
Blake: -opens his eyes hearing someone calling for help-0.0cookies?
Blake: -sleeps soundly by a river close by- Drake: -walks around lost-0.0
It all started when our over-heralded star, Blake, woke up in a magical cornfield. It was the eighth time it had happened. Feeling abundantly...
(He has his limit Sean) Blake: well I'm gonna go to my place and sleep-leaves-