moonchildshana:

ask-lavitz:

UURRAAH

HARPOON!

Oh, sorry, don’t mind me, just practicing with my spear a bit

Toht!

Oh dear god, don’t you dare.

They were a proud pair of winglies. My father was a wingly general who bravely fought to keep the rightful order of things (winglys on top, disgusting humans at the bottom.) and sadly came to a sorry end thanks to that worm Zieg. My mother worked in the nursery where we once farmed humand and mentally conditioned to be the perfect slaves… oh how I miss those days.

I once recall an evening in which they sat me down to tell me the story of the “Divine Tree and order of the Species” and from that evening, I learned my pride. I learned that we Winglies were truly far superior.

And I will do my best to reinstate those ideals into the worlds eye.

Relaxing with a nice red wine having conquered the world.

What? This is not relevant to my vision for utopia! BE GONE FOOL.

But it would have be fuck Dart, Kill Albert (and take his place as royalty) and marry lavitz after I had used wingly magic to control his mind.

ask-miranda:

ask-dart:

moonchildshana replied to your post: Dart. Your mother is like… My favorite person ever. WHY CAN’T YOU BE MORE FUN LIKE HER?

You are fun. You are my favorite person to be with, all the time.

^_^  *HUG*  Thanks, love.  I try.

Sometimes these two make me want to puke.

Hey LLOYD!

How come we were never this cute…

~snickers~

ask-dart:

ask-dart:

goddesslenus replied to your post: Oh… well hello there… Dart… (I Only remembered your name because plastered all over your page like some big whorish advertisement… must be some idiotic human thing.) Aren’t you looking rather… thin… Doesn’t your new wife feed you…

Screw your jacket and your fans, you stay away from Shana and I, and Seles as a whole.  Keep your Hellbeasts away from civilization, or you’ll get the same treatment the last one did, understand?!

Yeah, well I’m not here to waste my time on your pathetic little town. I only came to make sure you recieved the message. The REAL end is NIGH, Dragoons, and there’s nothing you can do this time to stop it!

~vanishes~

askmeru:

ask-dart:

goddesslenus:

askmeru:

ask-dart:

goddesslenus:

ask-dart:

WHAT.

NO.  NO NO NO NO NO.

LENUS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
I THOUGHT WE DESTROYED YOU.  ARE YOU BEHIND THIS?!

~snickers~

Wouldn’t you like to know, prettyboy.

Don’t you dare call me pretty!

BAHAHA She called your pretty boy!

ONLY I’M ALLOWED TO CALL HIM THAT!

Oh, well if it isn’t the little bitch who stole my dragon spirit. I suppose it’s all well and good isn’t it? I don’t really need that. I can kill you both on my own.

~tosses a frost spear at her~

Have fun with this! I have bigger fish to fry!

ACK!
*Throws a Burn-Out at the Frost Spear mid-flight, melting it*

Good thing I picked those up yesterday…

Damn.  Now what?

Did she just call me… OH NO SHE DID NOT JUST CALL ME A “LITTLE BITCH!” I’M NOT THE ONE WHO WASTES MAGIC TO MAKE MY BOOBS GINORMOUS!

Okay maybe that comment was a little uncalled for but still!

CAT’S CRADLE!

~swings Hammer at Lenus~

~distracted by the Psyche bomb, she gets smashed in the head by Meru’s Hammer~

Ow!

I’ll have you know that I am all natural! At least I don’t go around dressing lie a tramp!

~retaliates with another frost spear~

ask-dart:

goddesslenus replied to your post: Oh… well hello there… Dart… (I Only remembered your name because plastered all over your page like some big whorish advertisement… must be some idiotic human thing.) Aren’t you looking rather… thin… Doesn’t your new wife feed you well? Or is she too busy going out for “walks…” Anyways, I see what you did to my little messen3r. Haven’t you heard the old proverb. You mustn’t shoot messengers.

~A cryptic glowing blue wingly symbol appears in thin air and deflects Darts sword.~ Really darty boy, is that the best you’ve got. I expected more from the “Divne” dragoon ~attack with a fan which she has drawn~

Oh, crap…

Wait, what?  A fan?  What in Endiness are you gonna do with—OH SWEET GOD OW.

Damn it…
ALL RIGHT.  EAT PSYCHE BOMB X, BITCH.
*TOSSES PSYCHE BOMB X*

Please, is that the best you can do?

~combines fans into a single frisbee like blade and tosses at the Psyche bomb, destroying it. Some of the magic however still makes it’s way to Lenus as she is pelted with various elements~

Ow… that stung. You’ve messed up my new jacket too!

askmeru:

ask-dart:

goddesslenus:

ask-dart:

WHAT.

NO.  NO NO NO NO NO.

LENUS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
I THOUGHT WE DESTROYED YOU.  ARE YOU BEHIND THIS?!

~snickers~

Wouldn’t you like to know, prettyboy.

Don’t you dare call me pretty!

BAHAHA She called your pretty boy!

ONLY I’M ALLOWED TO CALL HIM THAT!

Oh, well if it isn’t the little bitch who stole my dragon spirit. I suppose it’s all well and good isn’t it? I don’t really need that. I can kill you both on my own.

~tosses a frost spear at her~

Have fun with this! I have bigger fish to fry!