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It's France
Daki: FONTAINE IS BASED ON FRANCE
Daki: THE CITY OF LOVE
Daki: WHY WOULDN'T HE JUMP INTO A LAKE CLUTCHING A RAINBOW ROSE FOR HER AND DROWN AFTER HEARING THAT SHE DOESN'T LOVE HIM???
Akaza:
Akaza: Umm... why would he do that?
Daki: BECAUSE IT'S FRANCE, AKAZA, YOU DUMB BITCH
Daki: GOD DO YOU LISTEN TO A WORD I SAY
Wei Wuxian: That is because when I did it the first time, I didn't like it. 🤷🏻♀️
Wei Wuxian: I'm sorry, but this time I can't do as you say.
Jiang Cheng: What do you mean "this time"? You've never done what I have said once since I've known you.
FUCK YOUR MOTHER!, but that hurt! Anne hisses in pain as the dumb fuck astride her actually borrows a page out of her own book and bites her. She forms a fist, punching sideways at their temple to stun them. “Let up, ye wretched BITCH!”
Jesus Haytch, wasn’t a year ashore in Cuba penitence enough paid for the sin of picking Jack fucking Rackham? Has she got to pay for him with her life, too? Almost a year out of sorts and a bit out of shape, Anne isn’t interested in trying her luck too long with this game of strength. She isn’t a strong weapon, she’s a fast one. Fast and fierce.
If this takes too long, even the ones in the audience who know her will doubt who she is. Then, even if she wins this idiot “fight to the death” tripe, she’ll be called a fraud and no one will believe a word she says.
With a scream she rolls the pair of them over, using her caught arm as a lever to knock the other one’s head against the floor. Not a strong weapon…so she’ll have to be a smart one. “Play unconscious or I’ll put ye there,” she threatens—promises—careful to bear her weight on the other one’s middle as evenly as possible.
She’d rather play this without having to kill some poor stupid cunt first thing, and that’s only going to be accomplished by borrowing from (God help her) Teach’s playbook and pulling a “fuckery” fully on-the-spot improvised, with the unwitting help of the stranger below her. No big deal. Right? She pretends to lever her weight down on her arm again, but keeps most of it in the knees planted on either side of them, screaming in admittedly terrible mock-rage despite the convincing way she moves her body.
She just has to hope the dumbarse will play along.
Marx: Might fuck around and become a demonic entity.
Kirby: Okay, have fun with that!
Nago, sitting in a box: If you're all so clever, why don't you make cardboard boxes in your size?
King Dedede: We did. They're called coffins.
Taranza: I have deprizzion.
Taranza: Doprseion.
Taranza: Derpsaih.
Taranza: Never mind I have the big sad.