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An independent, selective, and active portrayal of Elphelt Valentine from Guilty Gear!
Strictly SFW. Blog is run by a minor.
Ships with chemistry, so long as it is discussed first.
This is a fun, fluffy blog! Feel free to be silly!
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Hello, tumblr...
A good friend of mine has directed me to this site to start an..."ask blog" I'm not sure what that entails but I'm assuming you get to ask me various questions, my mail box is open, bye.
Elpheeeelet, I found out Nagoriyuki is on hereeeee~
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GASPPPPPPPPPP
i hope everyone had a good valentine's day...sniffle...
im not- sniff- jealous at all...
Christmas With The Kiskes
The tables are set, gifts are wrapped, and the castle is decorated after a week of labor from Dizzy, Undine, and Necro. The celebration of festivities and birthdays was underway.
And now all there was left to do was wait for everyone to show up.
After arriving a bit late, Axl low knocks at the door, happy, and dare he say excited, for a Christmas and birthday party. Not just by anyone, but the king and queen themselves. It’s quite hard for him to hide his childlike excitement.
”SNEAK ATTACK!”
A certain death metal vocalist wrapped her arms around Axl’s waist from behind, picking him up with a surprising amount of strength!
“Happy birthday, buddy!”
Axl gasped a bit as elphelt lifted him from behind, his legs dangling in the air, trying to find a sense of gravity and balance That just wasn’t there. “Woah! Happy birthday to you too, mate!”
“Eeee, I can’t believe we share such a special birthday! Not just us, but the literal QUEEN as well! How cool is that?! And it’s on CHRISTMAS! This stuff does WONDERS for marketing my concerts, I’ll tell ya!”
Elphelt placed the Brit down as she yapped and yapped…
A bead of sweat fell down the man’s face, scratching the back of his head as he listened to her barely compressible rambling. “Yeah mate! Perhaps we should get it, eh? I’m sure they’re waiting for us.”
“Oh- yeah! Totally!”
Elphelt stepped over the suddenly broken down door, making her presence known immediately with a loud greeting.
“HIIIII EVERYONE! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!”
Rushing in a blistering speeds, sin tackles elphelt before lifting her up and hugging her tightly, swinging her around. “HIIIIII ELPHELT!”
“AAAAA, IM BEING ATTACKED BY A STINKY WILD ANIMAL!”
Elphelt snickers, hugging Sin back as she kicked her legs in the air.
“You better be extra nice to me today! It’s my special day!”
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Christmas With The Kiskes
The tables are set, gifts are wrapped, and the castle is decorated after a week of labor from Dizzy, Undine, and Necro. The celebration of festivities and birthdays was underway.
And now all there was left to do was wait for everyone to show up.
After arriving a bit late, Axl low knocks at the door, happy, and dare he say excited, for a Christmas and birthday party. Not just by anyone, but the king and queen themselves. It’s quite hard for him to hide his childlike excitement.
”SNEAK ATTACK!”
A certain death metal vocalist wrapped her arms around Axl’s waist from behind, picking him up with a surprising amount of strength!
“Happy birthday, buddy!”
Axl gasped a bit as elphelt lifted him from behind, his legs dangling in the air, trying to find a sense of gravity and balance That just wasn’t there. “Woah! Happy birthday to you too, mate!”
“Eeee, I can’t believe we share such a special birthday! Not just us, but the literal QUEEN as well! How cool is that?! And it’s on CHRISTMAS! This stuff does WONDERS for marketing my concerts, I’ll tell ya!”
Elphelt placed the Brit down as she yapped and yapped…
A bead of sweat fell down the man’s face, scratching the back of his head as he listened to her barely compressible rambling. “Yeah mate! Perhaps we should get it, eh? I’m sure they’re waiting for us.”
“Oh- yeah! Totally!”
Elphelt stepped over the suddenly broken down door, making her presence known immediately with a loud greeting.
“HIIIII EVERYONE! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!”
Christmas With The Kiskes
The tables are set, gifts are wrapped, and the castle is decorated after a week of labor from Dizzy, Undine, and Necro. The celebration of festivities and birthdays was underway.
And now all there was left to do was wait for everyone to show up.
After arriving a bit late, Axl low knocks at the door, happy, and dare he say excited, for a Christmas and birthday party. Not just by anyone, but the king and queen themselves. It’s quite hard for him to hide his childlike excitement.
”SNEAK ATTACK!”
A certain death metal vocalist wrapped her arms around Axl’s waist from behind, picking him up with a surprising amount of strength!
“Happy birthday, buddy!”
Axl gasped a bit as elphelt lifted him from behind, his legs dangling in the air, trying to find a sense of gravity and balance That just wasn’t there. “Woah! Happy birthday to you too, mate!”
“Eeee, I can’t believe we share such a special birthday! Not just us, but the literal QUEEN as well! How cool is that?! And it’s on CHRISTMAS! This stuff does WONDERS for marketing my concerts, I’ll tell ya!”
Elphelt placed the Brit down as she yapped and yapped…
Christmas With The Kiskes
The tables are set, gifts are wrapped, and the castle is decorated after a week of labor from Dizzy, Undine, and Necro. The celebration of festivities and birthdays was underway.
And now all there was left to do was wait for everyone to show up.
After arriving a bit late, Axl low knocks at the door, happy, and dare he say excited, for a Christmas and birthday party. Not just by anyone, but the king and queen themselves. It’s quite hard for him to hide his childlike excitement.
”SNEAK ATTACK!”
A certain death metal vocalist wrapped her arms around Axl’s waist from behind, picking him up with a surprising amount of strength!
“Happy birthday, buddy!”
Ariels? That name's.. familiar.
“It…may or may not be my mom…the one who wanted to kill humanity…with justice…”
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Greetings daughter!
I’ve taken to approaching the idea of a public image with greater interest, and as such have decided on celebrating the holidays these peoples practice.
Merry Christmas dear daughter, though I do suppose it is a little under a week early.
[ @the-sanctus-maximus-populi ]
“I- mother? Oh my gosh, it’s been so long! I, uh- Well, Merry Christmas to you too, mother…! Are you…still trying to, ya know, kill all of humanity?”
Elphelt is…well, shocked would be an understatement. She honestly assumed her mother hated her for siding with humans.
Huh?
Whatever do you mean?
I’ve… never thought of their eradication…?
…blink blink. Well, that…that confuses things.
“Whoopsies! Sorry, I was thinking of a dream I had last night!”
Elphelt rubs the back of her head, trying to make sense of all this. So, this was her mother, but she DOESN’T want to kill humanity. That doesn’t sound like her mother to her, but, hey, she’ll take a more docile version of her mother than the one she was used to any day of the week.
Greetings daughter!
I’ve taken to approaching the idea of a public image with greater interest, and as such have decided on celebrating the holidays these peoples practice.
Merry Christmas dear daughter, though I do suppose it is a little under a week early.
[ @the-sanctus-maximus-populi ]
“I- mother? Oh my gosh, it’s been so long! I, uh- Well, Merry Christmas to you too, mother…! Are you…still trying to, ya know, kill all of humanity?”
Elphelt is…well, shocked would be an understatement. She honestly assumed her mother hated her for siding with humans.
@robo-ky-pog-defect-ky-mogged
"HELLO FEMALE. METHINKS'VE BEEN INFORMED BY MY ROOM MATE THAT YOU'RE BEEN PROWLING FOR A HUSBAND. YOUR HUNT HAS LANDED YOU WITH THE ULTIMATE SLICE OF VEGAN MEAT." Robo-Ky flexes his shiny, yet quite dinked body. Out of a compartment in his pecs, Robo grabs marriage certificate papers. "BE MY WIFE."
“…OK!”
Elphelt snatched the papers out of his hand as she twirled a small, blindingly pink pen, quickly signing the documents with no hesitation. She then shoved her own marriage certificates into his hands!
“ok just sign here, here, here, annnnnnnd here!”
Robo-Ky is silent for a moment, clearly stunned at what the hell just happened. How is this working? Should this be working? "Y-YES. OKAY." He signs the papers with no further hesitation. "DONE. YOU ARE NOW METHINKS' DARLING WIFE."
...
"...METHINKS HAVE NEVER GOTTEN THIS FAR BEFORE. UHH... NOW WHAT?"
Blink, blink.
“uhhhh, neither…have I…”
She really never planned this far ahead. Elphelt taps her chin, humming one of her songs to herself as she thought…
“Welllllll, I mean, we could go watch a movie or something? Maybe grab a bite to eat…walk on the beach, holding hands…talking about our hobbies…”
As she thinks aloud, she loses herself in her romantic fantasies…
"Y-YES. DO THIINGS THAT YOU SEE IN THE MOVIES." A literal light bulb lights above Robo's head while he snaps his fingers. "LET US WATCH A MOVIE WHICH INSTRUCTS US ABOUT HETERONORMATIVE ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS IMMEDIATELY.
METHINKS'VE FOUND A CINEMA PLAYING A ROMANTIC COMEDY TITLED 'LIVE, LAUGH, LAUNDRY'. REVIEWS UNIVERSALLY SAY THE MOVIE IS A "PASS", WHICH MUST MEAN THAT IT WILL LET US PASS IN MARRIAGE!
HOP ON. I SHALL FLY US THERE WITHIN A MINUTE."
Elphelt giggled wildly as she clung onto her metal companion’s back, pointing forward!
“ONWARD, MY LOVE!”
She exclaimed, a wide grin growing over her face.
"UP, UP, AND AWRY!"
Genuinely there in under a minute, he newly-weds— which Robo made sure to call attention to by attaching roped cans to his Propellerocketeer— arrive at the Kinodoberi cinema.
A scrawny, unenthusiastic teen at the front yawned: "Hello, what would the..." He tenses up as he realizes that a Valentine and a Robo-Ky are standing in front of him and does a salute.
"Hello sir, hello ma'am, whatever you wish is my command!"
“Twooooo tickets to ‘Live, Laugh, Laundry’, please and thank you!”
Elphelt smiled at the teen with a giggle, leaning on Robo-Ky for style points. The teen fumbles around with the screen, printing said tickets out and clumsily tossing them into the singer’s hands, squeaking out something along the lines of ‘enjoy the show’.
Squealing in anticipation and excitement, Elphelt dragged her husband along with surprising strength-
"OW OW OW OW." Barely on his feet after Elphelt's expression of enthusiasm, Robo and his wife arrive at the screening and sit down at their seats.
They arrived here early, so ads are playing on the illusion-powered film.
"Ladies, Ce's La Francais Make-Up lets you discover your true self. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? That's not your true self, sweety! That's merely what nature tells you is your true self.
Use the unnatural social construct of currency to buy our all-magical Ce's La Francais Make-Up to adhere to the social construct determining your true self.
Ce's La Francais Make-Up: for when you wish to purchase Ce's La Francais Make-Up."
Elphelt has a pen and paper, scribbling down every single add that comes up and where to buy the product. From make-up to soda and to snacks, her paper is full of random websites and phone numbers by the time the movie actually starts.
“One time, I saw an ad for dishwasher thingie called a Wavepod, and the whole commercial was just telling you not to eat it! Who would do something so silly- Oop, it’s starting, shshshshshshhhhh!”
"SHUSH MODE INITIATING. shush mode initiated."
The movie starts with a drone view of Times Square, where a relaxed-looking white woman weaves through a swat of oddly exclusively other white people in a rush while on the phone.
"Oh my god, I know, Stacy, he's the perfect man for you! He's white, a head taller than you, has a well-maintained beard, and always pulls through in the end right when you'd wonder why anyone would wanna associate with him!
Oh, how I wish I could also find a man. Without a man, I feel incomplete. I need the last piece of my puzzle!"
"note 1: females enjoy talking about males, their relation to males, and their desire to be with a male. wife, methinks am learning all about the billions of people belonging to your gender!"
Elphelt is…already on the edge of her seat. Girl, nothing has even happened yet. All of Robo-Ky’s words are a blur to her as she’s lost in the utter dogshit that was the movie she was watching.
To her, this was cinema…absolute…cinema.
"i see you're already excited about who the male deuteragonist shall be."
And soon enough, he shows up.
The camera pans to a white, conventionally attractive man in his mid-twenties taking a shower, making sure to show the shower water sliding off his pecs, then off his six-pack, the rest of the journey left out of view.
Robo-Ky fails at suppressing his ecstasy at the man, audibly, visibly vibrating in his seat.
Elphelt pouts a bit as the focus is put on the male character. Booo, the girl was so much more interesting than this guy!
“Hmph, this guy doesn’t deserve her…!”
She grumbled to herself, lip jutted out like a child…arms crossed over her chest.
@robo-ky-pog-defect-ky-mogged
"HELLO FEMALE. METHINKS'VE BEEN INFORMED BY MY ROOM MATE THAT YOU'RE BEEN PROWLING FOR A HUSBAND. YOUR HUNT HAS LANDED YOU WITH THE ULTIMATE SLICE OF VEGAN MEAT." Robo-Ky flexes his shiny, yet quite dinked body. Out of a compartment in his pecs, Robo grabs marriage certificate papers. "BE MY WIFE."
“…OK!”
Elphelt snatched the papers out of his hand as she twirled a small, blindingly pink pen, quickly signing the documents with no hesitation. She then shoved her own marriage certificates into his hands!
“ok just sign here, here, here, annnnnnnd here!”
Robo-Ky is silent for a moment, clearly stunned at what the hell just happened. How is this working? Should this be working? "Y-YES. OKAY." He signs the papers with no further hesitation. "DONE. YOU ARE NOW METHINKS' DARLING WIFE."
...
"...METHINKS HAVE NEVER GOTTEN THIS FAR BEFORE. UHH... NOW WHAT?"
Blink, blink.
“uhhhh, neither…have I…”
She really never planned this far ahead. Elphelt taps her chin, humming one of her songs to herself as she thought…
“Welllllll, I mean, we could go watch a movie or something? Maybe grab a bite to eat…walk on the beach, holding hands…talking about our hobbies…”
As she thinks aloud, she loses herself in her romantic fantasies…
"Y-YES. DO THIINGS THAT YOU SEE IN THE MOVIES." A literal light bulb lights above Robo's head while he snaps his fingers. "LET US WATCH A MOVIE WHICH INSTRUCTS US ABOUT HETERONORMATIVE ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS IMMEDIATELY.
METHINKS'VE FOUND A CINEMA PLAYING A ROMANTIC COMEDY TITLED 'LIVE, LAUGH, LAUNDRY'. REVIEWS UNIVERSALLY SAY THE MOVIE IS A "PASS", WHICH MUST MEAN THAT IT WILL LET US PASS IN MARRIAGE!
HOP ON. I SHALL FLY US THERE WITHIN A MINUTE."
Elphelt giggled wildly as she clung onto her metal companion’s back, pointing forward!
“ONWARD, MY LOVE!”
She exclaimed, a wide grin growing over her face.
"UP, UP, AND AWRY!"
Genuinely there in under a minute, he newly-weds— which Robo made sure to call attention to by attaching roped cans to his Propellerocketeer— arrive at the Kinodoberi cinema.
A scrawny, unenthusiastic teen at the front yawned: "Hello, what would the..." He tenses up as he realizes that a Valentine and a Robo-Ky are standing in front of him and does a salute.
"Hello sir, hello ma'am, whatever you wish is my command!"
“Twooooo tickets to ‘Live, Laugh, Laundry’, please and thank you!”
Elphelt smiled at the teen with a giggle, leaning on Robo-Ky for style points. The teen fumbles around with the screen, printing said tickets out and clumsily tossing them into the singer’s hands, squeaking out something along the lines of ‘enjoy the show’.
Squealing in anticipation and excitement, Elphelt dragged her husband along with surprising strength-
"OW OW OW OW." Barely on his feet after Elphelt's expression of enthusiasm, Robo and his wife arrive at the screening and sit down at their seats.
They arrived here early, so ads are playing on the illusion-powered film.
"Ladies, Ce's La Francais Make-Up lets you discover your true self. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? That's not your true self, sweety! That's merely what nature tells you is your true self.
Use the unnatural social construct of currency to buy our all-magical Ce's La Francais Make-Up to adhere to the social construct determining your true self.
Ce's La Francais Make-Up: for when you wish to purchase Ce's La Francais Make-Up."
Elphelt has a pen and paper, scribbling down every single add that comes up and where to buy the product. From make-up to soda and to snacks, her paper is full of random websites and phone numbers by the time the movie actually starts.
“One time, I saw an ad for dishwasher thingie called a Wavepod, and the whole commercial was just telling you not to eat it! Who would do something so silly- Oop, it’s starting, shshshshshshhhhh!”
"SHUSH MODE INITIATING. shush mode initiated."
The movie starts with a drone view of Times Square, where a relaxed-looking white woman weaves through a swat of oddly exclusively other white people in a rush while on the phone.
"Oh my god, I know, Stacy, he's the perfect man for you! He's white, a head taller than you, has a well-maintained beard, and always pulls through in the end right when you'd wonder why anyone would wanna associate with him!
Oh, how I wish I could also find a man. Without a man, I feel incomplete. I need the last piece of my puzzle!"
"note 1: females enjoy talking about males, their relation to males, and their desire to be with a male. wife, methinks am learning all about the billions of people belonging to your gender!"
Elphelt is…already on the edge of her seat. Girl, nothing has even happened yet. All of Robo-Ky’s words are a blur to her as she’s lost in the utter dogshit that was the movie she was watching.
To her, this was cinema…absolute…cinema.
@robo-ky-pog-defect-ky-mogged
"HELLO FEMALE. METHINKS'VE BEEN INFORMED BY MY ROOM MATE THAT YOU'RE BEEN PROWLING FOR A HUSBAND. YOUR HUNT HAS LANDED YOU WITH THE ULTIMATE SLICE OF VEGAN MEAT." Robo-Ky flexes his shiny, yet quite dinked body. Out of a compartment in his pecs, Robo grabs marriage certificate papers. "BE MY WIFE."
“…OK!”
Elphelt snatched the papers out of his hand as she twirled a small, blindingly pink pen, quickly signing the documents with no hesitation. She then shoved her own marriage certificates into his hands!
“ok just sign here, here, here, annnnnnnd here!”
Robo-Ky is silent for a moment, clearly stunned at what the hell just happened. How is this working? Should this be working? "Y-YES. OKAY." He signs the papers with no further hesitation. "DONE. YOU ARE NOW METHINKS' DARLING WIFE."
...
"...METHINKS HAVE NEVER GOTTEN THIS FAR BEFORE. UHH... NOW WHAT?"
Blink, blink.
“uhhhh, neither…have I…”
She really never planned this far ahead. Elphelt taps her chin, humming one of her songs to herself as she thought…
“Welllllll, I mean, we could go watch a movie or something? Maybe grab a bite to eat…walk on the beach, holding hands…talking about our hobbies…”
As she thinks aloud, she loses herself in her romantic fantasies…
"Y-YES. DO THIINGS THAT YOU SEE IN THE MOVIES." A literal light bulb lights above Robo's head while he snaps his fingers. "LET US WATCH A MOVIE WHICH INSTRUCTS US ABOUT HETERONORMATIVE ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS IMMEDIATELY.
METHINKS'VE FOUND A CINEMA PLAYING A ROMANTIC COMEDY TITLED 'LIVE, LAUGH, LAUNDRY'. REVIEWS UNIVERSALLY SAY THE MOVIE IS A "PASS", WHICH MUST MEAN THAT IT WILL LET US PASS IN MARRIAGE!
HOP ON. I SHALL FLY US THERE WITHIN A MINUTE."
Elphelt giggled wildly as she clung onto her metal companion’s back, pointing forward!
“ONWARD, MY LOVE!”
She exclaimed, a wide grin growing over her face.
"UP, UP, AND AWRY!"
Genuinely there in under a minute, he newly-weds— which Robo made sure to call attention to by attaching roped cans to his Propellerocketeer— arrive at the Kinodoberi cinema.
A scrawny, unenthusiastic teen at the front yawned: "Hello, what would the..." He tenses up as he realizes that a Valentine and a Robo-Ky are standing in front of him and does a salute.
"Hello sir, hello ma'am, whatever you wish is my command!"
“Twooooo tickets to ‘Live, Laugh, Laundry’, please and thank you!”
Elphelt smiled at the teen with a giggle, leaning on Robo-Ky for style points. The teen fumbles around with the screen, printing said tickets out and clumsily tossing them into the singer’s hands, squeaking out something along the lines of ‘enjoy the show’.
Squealing in anticipation and excitement, Elphelt dragged her husband along with surprising strength-
"OW OW OW OW." Barely on his feet after Elphelt's expression of enthusiasm, Robo and his wife arrive at the screening and sit down at their seats.
They arrived here early, so ads are playing on the illusion-powered film.
"Ladies, Ce's La Francais Make-Up lets you discover your true self. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? That's not your true self, sweety! That's merely what nature tells you is your true self.
Use the unnatural social construct of currency to buy our all-magical Ce's La Francais Make-Up to adhere to the social construct determining your true self.
Ce's La Francais Make-Up: for when you wish to purchase Ce's La Francais Make-Up."
Elphelt has a pen and paper, scribbling down every single add that comes up and where to buy the product. From make-up to soda and to snacks, her paper is full of random websites and phone numbers by the time the movie actually starts.
“One time, I saw an ad for dishwasher thingie called a Wavepod, and the whole commercial was just telling you not to eat it! Who would do something so silly- Oop, it’s starting, shshshshshshhhhh!”
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@robo-ky-pog-defect-ky-mogged
"HELLO FEMALE. METHINKS'VE BEEN INFORMED BY MY ROOM MATE THAT YOU'RE BEEN PROWLING FOR A HUSBAND. YOUR HUNT HAS LANDED YOU WITH THE ULTIMATE SLICE OF VEGAN MEAT." Robo-Ky flexes his shiny, yet quite dinked body. Out of a compartment in his pecs, Robo grabs marriage certificate papers. "BE MY WIFE."
“…OK!”
Elphelt snatched the papers out of his hand as she twirled a small, blindingly pink pen, quickly signing the documents with no hesitation. She then shoved her own marriage certificates into his hands!
“ok just sign here, here, here, annnnnnnd here!”
Robo-Ky is silent for a moment, clearly stunned at what the hell just happened. How is this working? Should this be working? "Y-YES. OKAY." He signs the papers with no further hesitation. "DONE. YOU ARE NOW METHINKS' DARLING WIFE."
...
"...METHINKS HAVE NEVER GOTTEN THIS FAR BEFORE. UHH... NOW WHAT?"
Blink, blink.
“uhhhh, neither…have I…”
She really never planned this far ahead. Elphelt taps her chin, humming one of her songs to herself as she thought…
“Welllllll, I mean, we could go watch a movie or something? Maybe grab a bite to eat…walk on the beach, holding hands…talking about our hobbies…”
As she thinks aloud, she loses herself in her romantic fantasies…
"Y-YES. DO THIINGS THAT YOU SEE IN THE MOVIES." A literal light bulb lights above Robo's head while he snaps his fingers. "LET US WATCH A MOVIE WHICH INSTRUCTS US ABOUT HETERONORMATIVE ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS IMMEDIATELY.
METHINKS'VE FOUND A CINEMA PLAYING A ROMANTIC COMEDY TITLED 'LIVE, LAUGH, LAUNDRY'. REVIEWS UNIVERSALLY SAY THE MOVIE IS A "PASS", WHICH MUST MEAN THAT IT WILL LET US PASS IN MARRIAGE!
HOP ON. I SHALL FLY US THERE WITHIN A MINUTE."
Elphelt giggled wildly as she clung onto her metal companion’s back, pointing forward!
“ONWARD, MY LOVE!”
She exclaimed, a wide grin growing over her face.
"UP, UP, AND AWRY!"
Genuinely there in under a minute, he newly-weds— which Robo made sure to call attention to by attaching roped cans to his Propellerocketeer— arrive at the Kinodoberi cinema.
A scrawny, unenthusiastic teen at the front yawned: "Hello, what would the..." He tenses up as he realizes that a Valentine and a Robo-Ky are standing in front of him and does a salute.
"Hello sir, hello ma'am, whatever you wish is my command!"
“Twooooo tickets to ‘Live, Laugh, Laundry’, please and thank you!”
Elphelt smiled at the teen with a giggle, leaning on Robo-Ky for style points. The teen fumbles around with the screen, printing said tickets out and clumsily tossing them into the singer’s hands, squeaking out something along the lines of ‘enjoy the show’.
Squealing in anticipation and excitement, Elphelt dragged her husband along with surprising strength-
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