- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Magical, Horror
"Huh? Oh. Yeah I could." She paused for a second, thinking of whether or not she should. "Alright. But you owe me one, Nesbit." She didn't care if the reference went over everyone's head. Several seconds later, a cube of metal came into existence, accompanied by a satisfying thud as it hit the ground. This was the first time she'd tried building a whoopee cushion into the actual chair itself, so she was curious to see if it worked. She then closed her eyes and slumped further into the chair, extending her legs so that they rested on the chair of the person seated in front of her. Now that she thought about it, there were an awful lot of generic mediocre people in this class, who hadn't bothered to speak out at all so far. She started to wonder whether she had been sucked into an incredibly realistic dream-like state based on the game she was playing a couple of days ago.