Artwork in Motion - Talent ShowThe flying object smashed against his face. Drake yelped, jerking back and falling against his tongue-shaped bed. The glowstick had hit him right on the forehead, and that little patch of skin stung now. The sticks, which were hanging from his hands by bright green shoelaces, had entangled themselves again.Drake felt his will to practice start to fade. He lay back against the bed and stared at the ceiling--up there, a strange crimson pool sloshed back and forth, the water suspended by some bizarre trick of gravity. He watched the dark shapes flicker back and forth, their bodies lean and knife-like. His hands ached from where the shoelaces h
Ich maaaaaaaaaaaaaaag deine Karten!
Dann hört doch alle auf mich zu versuchen zu töten! XDD
Awww, die sind wirklich alle so süß. vielen vielen Dank! *___*