YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

(Uhhhhh you do it? Leaving off on mine means we start with the next person, so you.)

Anon: “ please don’t tell me I have to do mom things. “

Anon: “ you’re grounded for saying a bad word by the way. “

Anon: “ HEY, NO- “ * she tripped and fell backwards. * (how does that even…)

Anon: “ OW!! “ * she pushed him off. * “ god you’re gonna make me even more deaf… “

(Afk for a sec, god, groceries…FR*CK YE MOM.)

Anon: “ you’re grounded for two days young man. “ * she got up, and didn’t help him up. *

Anon: “ no. “ =)

Anon: “ …you realize that’s a slippery scaled tail right? And there’s a 1000 degree hot flame on it? Right? “

Anon: “ heh. DON’T TOUCH MY TAIL AGAIN. “ * she walked off, back to her room, *

Anon: “ …what. “

Anon: “ . . . “ * it didn’t effect Anon… *

Anon: “ not true. Trust me, somebody tried. “

Anon: “ . . . “ * no effect. * (GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. No.)

Anon: “ leave. Me. ALONE. “ * door slam. *

(You start it again, and continue)

Anon: “ …c-calm down Anon…take deep breaths. “ * she breathed in and out slowly. *

Anon: “ GYA! IF YOU’RE AN INTRUDER YOU’LL REGRET THIS- “

Anon: “ …oh. o-oh…ok. ok then. “ * insert that face when you’re spiraling down into insanity *

Anon: “ …fine… “ * she opened the door. *

Anon: “ I’M NOT YOUR MOM! “

(Oh sh!t) Anon: “ GET OFF MEEeeEeeEeEeEee “

Anon: “ HuGGiNG My LeG… “

Anon: “ weird. And I don’t remember the magic to fix this. Why did I have to trust my memory…? “

Anon: “ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA “

Anon: * more screeches of panic *

Anon: “ …kill me… “ * her eyes had become glassy. *

Anon: “ … “ * she stared out into space. * (ok anon, stop this acting, this isn’t usual…)

Anon: “ o-oh! Yes? “ (…anon are you ok?)

Anon: “ yes…why do you ask? “

Anon: “ I have no memory of doing anything strange. What do you mean? “

Anon: “ no I wasn’t? “

Anon: “ …end of the line. You’re grounded for a month. No buts. “

(Lmao here I am, casually listening to a 10 hour loop of a ringtone trap remix. And this rp’s sanity dropped harder than the beat) Anon: “ try me. “

Anon: * her tail flame blazed. * “ is that so? “ * a reddish glint in her eyes gave it away… *

Anon: “ now, now…don’t run away child, you must be punished~ “ (holy f**k that’s terrifying)

Anon: “ HuSH. CHiLD, iT iS uSeLeSS To ReSiST. GiVe uP. “

Anon: “ We’LL See aBouT THaT! “ * she managed to grab a hold on his leg. *

Anon: “ NoT uNTiL you’Re PRoPeRLy PuNiSHeD~ “

Anon: “ oH oK THeN. “ * she spanked them. * “ BaD CHiLD. “

Anon: * the red glare faded, and the flame shrunk. * “ what the heck happened? Why am I holding you by the leg? Why are you crying- “

(K) Anon: “ I…did? “

(Continue UvU)

Anon: “ w-well…I guess we can go out for ice cream…? Sorry… “

Anon: * she gently put him down and sneaked away. *

Anon: “ c’mon, anon, think…what’s a good way to cheer up a kid? Ice cream didn’t work… “

Anon: “ ungrounding him for only a day seems…not bad. “

(XD, I read that as boobies kiss. Lord what the heck am I on) Anon: “ then it’s decided. “

(i MuST Be oN DRuGS, oH WaiT WaS iT My FoCaLiN?) Anon: * she stepped out of the room. * “ gold. “

Anon: “ you’re ungrounded for today. “

Anon: “ …grounded means suspension from something. I got grounded from my iPad a lot. “

Anon: “ …you have a strange imagination. “ (says the one constantly drawing deformed af things.)

Anon: “ …I changed my mind. You’re grounded still. “

Anon: “ THEN BE NICE OR SHUT UP. “

Anon: “ . . . “ * she walked away. *

Anon: “ NoPe- “ * her walking sped up. *

Anon: * even faster walking *

Anon: * she ran into a wall. What an idiot. * “ ow! “

Anon: “ … “ * she walked to her room, this time not crashing. *

Anon: “ … “ * she forgot to close the door. And she crashed down on the bed. Sobbing hard. *

Anon: “ …life is just an inconvenience. The void can free me. I can be at peace. “ (Afk.)

(Bacc UvU) Anon: “ hahahahaha… “ * a knife gleamed in the shadows near her. *