Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170210035134/@comment-29564364-20170213040003

I totally ignore the spiritual entity standing before me, unable to see or hear it. A seemingly Rule 63'ed (gender-bent) version of me with the left half of her face and part of her shoulder being a partially molten mass of incandescent metal materializes before me.

Tienna: "Those flames are hot...!"

Me: "What happened?"

Tienna: "I ate a fire blast to the face." She says as casually as can be, "Why did you leave me behind?!"

Me: "Well you seemed to have so much fun with those two dragons (the same two you guys fought earlier). I didn't want to ruin it. You're quite handy as mamono repellent by the way."

Tienna: "I wasn't going to let anyone get their hands on my Alpha."

Me: "And I am not going to let anyone get their hands on me, period. Not even you."

Tienna: "Oh, come on. Aren't we toge-"

Me: "No, for the 371st time, I'm not your boyfriend. I categorically refuse to get romantically involved with anyone... Especially when I have the impression of looking in a mirror when I look at them. That's creepy."

Tienna: "..."

Me: "Don't give me that look. You'll mope me for two minutes, then you will be back to clinging to my arm like you're suspended above a ravin and screaming atop every roofs that we're a couple, forgetting every single word I've said, like you always do."

Tienna: "Hmpf."

With frustration on her now reforming face, she dimaterializes, leaving on the floor solidified drops of pinkish metal surrounded by smoking burn marks.

Me: "Ugh, she's such a pain..."