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Who would be upset if I were to go with a different FMA character rather than Greed? 

I wouldn't! I think you're a wonderful writer and I'd be happy to rp with you as any character you'd take on!!

                               ♒ } — Oh, would you look at that…he’s found a pretty little earring in the river….Now how on earth did that happen? The woman who has somehow misplaced this must be very upset; but she’ll most likely never come looking for it so finders keepers.

                       And here's the little lady who lost said earring -- who's wading knee deep in the river's waters, skirt-less and only clothed in her blouse (which was soaking wet, exposing her cute floral-patterned bra) and matching lace panties. When she spots the male does she glare and huff before she tries to make her way over to him --- - "Give me back my earring you lil piece of shit thief!" 

                Because if there’s none; oh how grand that he would so have the pleasure. That is if she doesn’t mind it from a stranger.

                        The Nymphet was amazing; in many ways. And yes, she is; she's experienced enough pain during, hm, coitus to find that she is really one. And maybe it has to due with the fact that she's not human as well. She blinks at the fading smile and coos at the pat to her head of caramel tresses. "Hm? No not yet -- I don't want to be a bother." Since she didn't feel that payment for what she wanted was necessary because she was in fact craving it herself (and not in the way in which she hungered for it). "Why are you asking, stud? Interested?

;strips the loli //oops

omfg layla ur such a perv

          "Why would a pretty girl like yourself would like to be hit?"

                           There’s a broad smile on her face as she chirps, "Because I like it!" Is there any other reason? "It's kind of exciting and it gives me a rush!" She is utterly shameless. Lolita's getting shivers just thinking about it! "And -- as long as the guy's really not trying to hurt me it's ok!"

"What a catastrophe.” Greed’s voice replied in a rather unenthusiastic tone before he sat down in a nearby chair. “Ya know, you wouldn’t have to worry about these things if you just allowed yourself to become mine.”

                      "Oh it is one. A huge one." She practically thrives on the thrill of being hit and having compliments cooed at her. "And if you're trying to comfort me I think it'd be best to try to sound as if you feel my pain." She sighs as lashes flutter shut and a frown appears on those lips of her's. "I told you I'm sick of being owned by someone. As lovely as that sounds I'll still have to say no!"

                        She hasn’t been hit or been called pretty all day — the Lolita has a case of the sads right now.

          "What is the matter, mademoiselle?"

                        "I haven't had a great day," she'll say with a pout and downcast eyes. She was exaggerating of course -- but she hasn't gotten much business today which is bad since she needs money to buy things and pay rent... "No one's bothered to stop and call me pretty or hit me all day ---"

                        She hasn’t been hit or been called pretty all day — the Lolita has a case of the sads right now.

"What’s with the long face, Princess?" Greed asked in a rather curious tone as his violet hues fell upon the young female before him.

                          "Business has been slow today!! I haven't been called pretty or gotten hit or anything all day --- It's dreadful!!" Cue the pouting and small whine. 

 pink,pale&pretty, message if similar x