WeepingWisteria

Cyra growled. "That's because I'm not." She crossed the arms that weren't resting on her hatchets. "But that doesn't mean I belong to anyone." The scientists milled around Cyra, about ...

Oh my gosh! This sounds so fun, Omni!

“No one’s home!” He slammed the door shut behind him. Onni sighed. “I know the feeling, but that’s when you hide, not answer the door.”

Cyra glowered at them. “Can I help you?” They gave xem a strange look. “What make and model are you?” “What the hell does that even mean?” Cyra’s lower hands ...

Vendetta nodded. “Yeah, let’s go. We have a wizard to catch.” Dusk hovered near Vendetta’s shoulder. “Yes. We. Do.”

Cody glowered at the screen, holding Khalil’s hand to his chest. “Nothing good. Not with Joe, not with a woman like that.” Khalil rubbed their hand soothingly.

One of the scientists tapped Sage on the shoulder. “Excuse me? Is this your android.” They pointed at Cyra. Cyra scoffed. “The hell? I’m right here.” He gestured to himself. ...

“In such an obnoxious way too.” Dusk scoffed in disgust. Vendetta took a video with their phone. “This is the evidence we need against Joe!”

Vendetta groaned. “There’s more of these people?” Dusk glowed an angry wine color. “So, did Joe come to her to learn her ways!” Vendetta gagged. “Of course he did.”

Cyra could feel steam pooling underneath his top hat. He lifted it, ever so slightly, to let the steam escape. “Hell and Earth colliding?” He shook his head. “I suppose ...

It was a recording of the front counter. There was a long line of patrons winding beyond the counter and around the corner. Right by the counter was a giant ...

“I have no idea what the hell you’re saying.” Cyra glared at the passers-by until they flushed and stopped whispering. “Hatchets don’t fucking fly around like bloodthirsty pigeons.” They r

“Here you go! Have fun.” The woman walked out of the room, leaving the group behind. Vendetta sighed. “I really hope she doesn't snap out of it and and call ...

Cyra shook her head, exasperated. “Modified battle ax? How would you change it, make it out of diamond?” He shoved his hands deep in his pockets. “Clearly you don’t know ...

I’ve pretty much fleshed out our preseason, so I’m very excited to chuck us in head first. XD