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No you don't, you're picking a fight with an 11 year old. ._. and I actually write stories, AND CAN SPELL. Go take your words of failure elsewhere.
Wow. That's lame. Fan fiction is for stories, and learn to spell. If you can't spell for shit, you won't get far in life. ._.
Sandy: Ah. thank you. Now you might want to see marisol before she ends up getting a brain tumor. *Smirks, turning on her heels and holding her*
Melodie: YOU CAN'T 'LAST WARNING' ME, JACKASS! GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE! *Growls, healing Sam's hand, a black ball around it^
._. Katie, you dont get it. This is a noob, fletch wasn't here when the last F Fantasy RP was made, and this noob is too lazy to actually WRITE A...
(Woops) Sandy: Ah..Perfect... *Holds her arms out*
Sandy: *Waiting*
Melodie: *Hisses, growling*
Shut the hell up. I have more maturity than you, child.
Melodie: *Hisses, taking several beakers, filling them*
Melodie: *Her eyes flash violet as she glances up*
Fletch.
Sandy: Good. Go get Sam, and Zack won't die. (Now remember, Marisol and Ben had decided Zack.)
Melodie: *Pours ground peppermint leaves into the cauldron and stirring*
Melodie: *Stirring her pot, her hood covering her*
Sandy: Back off, and get your niece to join me and your son won't be affected by anything...serious... Marisol: *Hitting her head against the...
(She's a demon. :D Just call me Kira, Sal)
(If accepted, yes)
Melodie Harveed 19 Witch [img] She's pretty rude sometimes, even cruel. Most of the time she's busy with putting spells together and sorting. Her...
(Hm. Give me a minute)