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Hi everyone!

Christmas is in 1 Month! So @lostkimin and I decided to make you win a Copy of Klance alternate universe (or get your copy refunded)! All you have to do is reblog/retweet this post and the winner will be draw at December 25th!

(it’s a all social event, meaning that the winner can be from tumblr or from twitter, reblog/retweet from both post for more luck!) 🍀

Fans:

Remember lads, you have the power to make the US corporate products being pushed in China, get banned.

CHOOSE YOUR PLAYER: 

A. Keith

B. Lance

C. Pidge

D. Hunk

Lance is wandering in a space market one day and spots a toy from Earth that is similar to one that he had as a child. Does he,

E. Smile at the memory and then run to catch up with the others.

F. Be overcome with the urge to have something that reminds him of home and stop at the booth.

G. Check out some other booths.

Lance clutches his chest as he approaches the booth. He closely examines the small robotic dog that, upon closer examination he realizes it’s the exact same version that he had. The woman running the stall briefly glances at him and then moves away. Does he,

H. Try to get the woman’s attention.

I. Quickly shove the toy into his pocket.

J. Browse the other items until the woman notices him.

Lance clears his throat loudly and stares pointedly at her, but she either ignores him or doesn’t see. Lance taps his foot, glancing over his shoulder and sees that the others have disappeared into the crowd. Frustrated, Lance loudly says, “Um, excuse me?” The woman turns and narrows her eyes at him silently. Does he,

K. Ask how much the toy is.

L. Apologize and walk away.

M. Ask how she got an Earth toy.

Irritated at the woman’s disinterest in him, Lance screws up his face, trying to keep himself calm. “Can you tell me how much this is?” he snips, pointing at the robot. The woman seemingly floats toward the table and picks up the toy. She silently points at the sign that is to the left of Lance’s face, which reads out the prices of various objects on the table. Lance leans in closer and closes one eye as he tries to remember how much of that currency he has. Slowly the realization that he is several hundred short of the price, he visibly deflates. Does he, 

N. Admit that he doesn’t have enough money.

O. Try to negotiate the price.

P. Beg her to give him a discount.

“1,200?” he asked, feigning disinterest. “It’s not worth it. I’ll give you 700” The woman doesn’t respond. Lance struggled to keep his face straight. He desperately wants the toy. Does he,

Q. Keep negotiating.

R. Admit that he only has 900

S. Ask if she has something cheaper

“Fine, fine” Lance said throwing his hands up. “I’ll give you 800. There’s no way it’s worth more than that” The woman’s face darkens. She adamantly gestures to the sign. “It’s not worth that much!” he repeats, trying, and failing, to keep his cool. The woman’s demeanor changes. She stands up straighter, her eyes narrowing, and peers at the door behind her. It’s too dark to see inside. The woman, still holding the toy dog, begins to walk towards the door, peering over her shoulder at him, clearly trying to get him to follow. Lance glances at the door warily. Does he,

T. Follow her.

U. Not follow her.

Lance cautiously skirted around the table and followed the woman into the dark room as he passed through the threshold he felt a wave of unease come over him, but before he could say anything the door slammed shut behind him. Terror gripped his chest. He reached for his bayard and spun around, searching the dark room wildly. “Cry all you want, paladin” the strange woman finally spoke up. “No one can hear you”

Lance shook his head. “How do you know who I am? Who are you!?” The woman merely smiled. Lance activated his bayard and held it up to her, illuminating her face. The blood drained out of his face as he recognized the woman.

Haggar.

“H- how” he whispered. She smirked. “I knew you were the easiest to distract. All it took was a small trinket from your home world and viola! It was honestly too easy” Lance presses his bayard closer to her throat. “Last time I checked I wasn’t the one with a knife to my throat” he said. Haggar chuckled, like she knew something he didn’t. Does he,

V. Attack

W. Try to run

CHOOSE YOUR PLAYER: 

A. Keith

B. Lance

C. Pidge

D. Hunk

Lance is wandering in a space market one day and spots a toy from Earth that is similar to one that he had as a child. Does he,

E. Smile at the memory and then run to catch up with the others.

F. Be overcome with the urge to have something that reminds him of home and stop at the booth.

G. Check out some other booths.

Lance clutches his chest as he approaches the booth. He closely examines the small robotic dog that, upon closer examination he realizes it’s the exact same version that he had. The woman running the stall briefly glances at him and then moves away. Does he,

H. Try to get the woman’s attention.

I. Quickly shove the toy into his pocket.

J. Browse the other items until the woman notices him.

Lance clears his throat loudly and stares pointedly at her, but she either ignores him or doesn’t see. Lance taps his foot, glancing over his shoulder and sees that the others have disappeared into the crowd. Frustrated, Lance loudly says, “Um, excuse me?” The woman turns and narrows her eyes at him silently. Does he,

K. Ask how much the toy is.

L. Apologize and walk away.

M. Ask how she got an Earth toy.

Irritated at the woman’s disinterest in him, Lance screws up his face, trying to keep himself calm. “Can you tell me how much this is?” he snips, pointing at the robot. The woman seemingly floats toward the table and picks up the toy. She silently points at the sign that is to the left of Lance’s face, which reads out the prices of various objects on the table. Lance leans in closer and closes one eye as he tries to remember how much of that currency he has. Slowly the realization that he is several hundred short of the price, he visibly deflates. Does he, 

N. Admit that he doesn’t have enough money.

O. Try to negotiate the price.

P. Beg her to give him a discount.

“1,200?” he asked, feigning disinterest. “It’s not worth it. I’ll give you 700” The woman doesn’t respond. Lance struggled to keep his face straight. He desperately wants the toy. Does he,

Q. Keep negotiating.

R. Admit that he only has 900

S. Ask if she has something cheaper

“Fine, fine” Lance said throwing his hands up. “I’ll give you 800. There’s no way it’s worth more than that” The woman’s face darkens. She adamantly gestures to the sign. “It’s not worth that much!” he repeats, trying, and failing, to keep his cool. The woman’s demeanor changes. She stands up straighter, her eyes narrowing, and peers at the door behind her. It’s too dark to see inside. The woman, still holding the toy dog, begins to walk towards the door, peering over her shoulder at him, clearly trying to get him to follow. Lance glances at the door warily. Does he,

T. Follow her.

U. Not follow her.