Sylvia

that was fun 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

I haven’t roleplaydd with someone for so long Omg

i don't think i've ever done that in my life

Demon slayer 3d roleplay rengoku and nezuko

that was fun 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

I haven’t roleplaydd with someone for so long Omg

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

*i struggle in mimi's grip but end up getting free, quickly standing and backing up a bit. i look like i want to kick mimi to the ground, but i hesitate to do so.*

“I told you, fuck around and find out!” I shouted, though it wasn’t as loud as I had been being earlier. My hand shot out again, shoving them by their shoulder. I stepped closer to them a bit, but I didn’t throw a punch. I was waiting to see what they would do.*

*i grab mimi by the shoulders, pushing her back into the wall. i let myself go, repeatedly throwing punches to mimi's face while pinning her down with my free hand.*

*I turn my head to the side, my hands going up to shield my face from any further punches.* “Ow, ow! Wait, it really hurts! Okay, wait, stop!”

*my hands fall to my side, and a huff escapes me.* "it's a fight you idiot!" *i state the obvious, but i step back, still on edge in case mimi dares to lunge herself at me again.*

*I wipe the tears from my eyes and shoot a glare at Milo.* “Sorta forgot, now that my head’s all fucked-up because you had the bright idea to chuck a fucking glass ornament at my goddamn motherfucking cocksucking head!” I look like I’m about to step closer to Milo but I suddenly stop. “Hurts like fuck, it does.”

*i notice a small stream of blood trickling from the side of mimi's head, and my eyes widen a bit before i mask it with annoyance.* is this over then? *i say curtly.*

“I guess so,” *I murmured as tears gathered in my eyes again, yet they didn’t fall. I averted my gaze and instead glared fiercely at the floor.* “I assume we should get out of here before we get whooped by Paul McCartney or his pa.”

*i turn to the window, and jump out of it as if nothing had happened. conveniently, a car pulls into the driveway, but i don't hesitate to continue walking.*

Durrrrrrrrrrrrr

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

*i struggle in mimi's grip but end up getting free, quickly standing and backing up a bit. i look like i want to kick mimi to the ground, but i hesitate to do so.*

“I told you, fuck around and find out!” I shouted, though it wasn’t as loud as I had been being earlier. My hand shot out again, shoving them by their shoulder. I stepped closer to them a bit, but I didn’t throw a punch. I was waiting to see what they would do.*

*i grab mimi by the shoulders, pushing her back into the wall. i let myself go, repeatedly throwing punches to mimi's face while pinning her down with my free hand.*

*I turn my head to the side, my hands going up to shield my face from any further punches.* “Ow, ow! Wait, it really hurts! Okay, wait, stop!”

*my hands fall to my side, and a huff escapes me.* "it's a fight you idiot!" *i state the obvious, but i step back, still on edge in case mimi dares to lunge herself at me again.*

*I wipe the tears from my eyes and shoot a glare at Milo.* “Sorta forgot, now that my head’s all fucked-up because you had the bright idea to chuck a fucking glass ornament at my goddamn motherfucking cocksucking head!” I look like I’m about to step closer to Milo but I suddenly stop. “Hurts like fuck, it does.”

*i notice a small stream of blood trickling from the side of mimi's head, and my eyes widen a bit before i mask it with annoyance.* is this over then? *i say curtly.*

“I guess so,” *I murmured as tears gathered in my eyes again, yet they didn’t fall. I averted my gaze and instead glared fiercely at the floor.* “I assume we should get out of here before we get whooped by Paul McCartney or his pa.”

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

*i struggle in mimi's grip but end up getting free, quickly standing and backing up a bit. i look like i want to kick mimi to the ground, but i hesitate to do so.*

“I told you, fuck around and find out!” I shouted, though it wasn’t as loud as I had been being earlier. My hand shot out again, shoving them by their shoulder. I stepped closer to them a bit, but I didn’t throw a punch. I was waiting to see what they would do.*

*i grab mimi by the shoulders, pushing her back into the wall. i let myself go, repeatedly throwing punches to mimi's face while pinning her down with my free hand.*

*I turn my head to the side, my hands going up to shield my face from any further punches.* “Ow, ow! Wait, it really hurts! Okay, wait, stop!”

*my hands fall to my side, and a huff escapes me.* "it's a fight you idiot!" *i state the obvious, but i step back, still on edge in case mimi dares to lunge herself at me again.*

*I wipe the tears from my eyes and shoot a glare at Milo.* “Sorta forgot, now that my head’s all fucked-up because you had the bright idea to chuck a fucking glass ornament at my goddamn motherfucking cocksucking head!” I look like I’m about to step closer to Milo but I suddenly stop. “Hurts like fuck, it does.”

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

*i struggle in mimi's grip but end up getting free, quickly standing and backing up a bit. i look like i want to kick mimi to the ground, but i hesitate to do so.*

“I told you, fuck around and find out!” I shouted, though it wasn’t as loud as I had been being earlier. My hand shot out again, shoving them by their shoulder. I stepped closer to them a bit, but I didn’t throw a punch. I was waiting to see what they would do.*

*i grab mimi by the shoulders, pushing her back into the wall. i let myself go, repeatedly throwing punches to mimi's face while pinning her down with my free hand.*

*I turn my head to the side, my hands going up to shield my face from any further punches.* “Ow, ow! Wait, it really hurts! Okay, wait, stop!”

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

what in the world. if you two are any louder me father will be outside with you. You don't want that.

We are in your home

GET OUT????

I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF BEATINGG SOMEONES ASS I CNAT JUST GET UP OR ANOTHER FUCKING GLASS ORNAMENT WILL GET THROWN AT MY HEAD SORRY WE BROKE A LOT OF STUFF SORRY

. i've no words. why is this happening at my house again...?

Also we have a sticky note that we will put on the front door and it will say “Sorry pa, it’s Paul, I didn’t mean to break the window and stuff. Sorry!!!”

do you want a dead mccartney.

I just saw a car pull up?

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

what in the world. if you two are any louder me father will be outside with you. You don't want that.

We are in your home

GET OUT????

I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF BEATINGG SOMEONES ASS I CNAT JUST GET UP OR ANOTHER FUCKING GLASS ORNAMENT WILL GET THROWN AT MY HEAD SORRY WE BROKE A LOT OF STUFF SORRY

. i've no words. why is this happening at my house again...?

Also we have a sticky note that we will put on the front door and it will say “Sorry pa, it’s Paul, I didn’t mean to break the window and stuff. Sorry!!!”

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

*i struggle in mimi's grip but end up getting free, quickly standing and backing up a bit. i look like i want to kick mimi to the ground, but i hesitate to do so.*

“I told you, fuck around and find out!” I shouted, though it wasn’t as loud as I had been being earlier. My hand shot out again, shoving them by their shoulder. I stepped closer to them a bit, but I didn’t throw a punch. I was waiting to see what they would do.*

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

what in the world. if you two are any louder me father will be outside with you. You don't want that.

We are in your home

GET OUT????

I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF BEATINGG SOMEONES ASS I CNAT JUST GET UP OR ANOTHER FUCKING GLASS ORNAMENT WILL GET THROWN AT MY HEAD SORRY WE BROKE A LOT OF STUFF SORRY

hi bitch

DIRTY ASS HOE *Mimi punches Milo in the face*

*i stumble back, but don't hesitate to compose myself and throw the next hit, successfully punching mimi's stomach*

*I have to compress my coughs as I lunge forward and grip the dark strands of Milo’s hair, using it to pull them closer to me. I use my free hand to punch them in the side of their head. I pulled back so far I broke one of the windows at Paul McCartney’s house and we both fell in. We didn’t stop fighting, and tons of furniture and trinkets knocked over and broke.*

*paul's father is conveniently out of the house, so no one is inside. I squirm in mimi's grip and break free, grabbing a glass ornament of some sort and chucking it straight at mimi's head.*

“What the fuck, are you crazy, you bitch!” *I scream, my hand going up to nurse my head for a moment as I stare at Milo with anger. In retaliation, I grabbed a vase from the small coffee table I was standing next to and lunged at them with it, shattering it on their shoulder. I then tackled them to the floor, punching them like really really hard in their nose, which breaks.*

*i kick my legs, trying to get mimi off of me in some way. i find it's no use, so i claw at her face instead. i dig my fingernails into the side of her face, and scratch like a cat.*

*At this point, Milo was on the floor and I was sort of straddling them (this is in a normal way okay). I recoiled a bit, letting out another scream as they started clawing at my face. Desperate to make them stop somehow, I started repeatedly slamming my fists into their chest.*

what in the world. if you two are any louder me father will be outside with you. You don't want that.

We are in your home