Magic High School roleplay

"Or we can just pretend this never happened, and our writers can just continue on from continuing to question the eyes,"

“Probably.” Lucille nodded.

"They seem… satanic." Jamie said, trying not to look directly at them.

“Sam? Are you sure you didn’t do this?” Eleanor asked hesitantly.

"I didn't make them come alive, if that's what you mean,"

“Did you paint them though?”

Maggie: quickly looks up at random place in the roof, staring into the souls of all the contributors to this role play "They are all retards, write better characters please."

//excuse me

//lol

//i'm just kidding I love your guy's characters

//^squinting^ okay then

//^squinting harder^ yup

(W h y)

(Omg.)

(Whoa throwback ok howdy)

(I honesty can’t remember if this was from April 2018 or April 2017

Like this is a real problem I literally have no sense of time. I can’t even remember when I joined Notebook and I’m fairly sure it wasn’t that long ago)

(Okay. That makes more sense. I don't even think I was here in 2017)