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"I got the board game."

"coolthanksgreed." Nolegs said quickly, taking the board game then headbutting greed down the stairs, OMORI style.

"AH CRA-" Multiple glass breaks. Oh lord.

Gwen came back from some Portal then said to herself I pray that rykle is okay"

still outside sitting in the clearing still being a tank

Willow continues to sit in her corner, wishing she was just a normal human, tears tracing down her face.

(it's weird, since i changed Willow's past, i really have to alter how she acts based on her past.)

Rykle Morbius walked up behind Gwen and said Im back the Avenger Teen force Members hugged her

(Willow : Why is my pain being ignored?)

Ella walks sitting on the side of the bar she calls for a beer and starts nursing what is a very obvious heartbreak. She seems almost frozen or at least frozen emotionally. She sits and keeps drinking.

(Willow : *Her eyes turn snow white as black wings sprout from her back and her nail turn to claws* "Where is this communism?")

Gwen smiled who is this (Dr Greg) um Rykle Dr Natile reffered you to the specialist they have you down for Tomorrow"?

(Willow: I'll just start wiht you then. since you clearly don't care....)

(Btw, i would actually like, try to help her, or she could go down memory lane, lose control of her emotions and then her magic, causing untold destruction and death.... adn yeha, not good stuff. since her dmeon half would take advantage of her weakness.)

Ella watched this from afar, she had a lot of shit going on but she still wanted to try and help everyone. She however said nothing

(your the only one who has been through similar pain as her? well, your character at least. maybe Nolegs could help as well. i feel like Willow and Nolegs could make a good team.)

"I never referred to you another hospital, I just referred you to a specialist who would help you." Natalie sighs. "I would appreciate you not including me in your little farce, especially after you kept insisting that you wanted surgery. How many times have you been told that blood work doesn't require surgery?! The real problem I think is in your head, lady!" With that, she storms off, both angry and upset.

((OOC: "Hospital that is somewhere else"? I'm losing brain cells reading that word salad))