Aurora

tyyy. i have been for the most part
i hope you have been too. love seein u around friend
Thanks been very busy extremly over bookomg myself on projects usally peak in once in a while just not really talking xD mostly a voice chatter.
Wish i could go visit people but am trapped here xD
seems like it would be easy given the wolves get to communicate with eachother
pick ash’s favourite from this list
nod nod
i hope you can visit people soon tbhtbh (and hopefully they arent all in the US
)
as someone who’s had to play without being allowed to talk before
being trapped in your own thoughts being completely incapable of voicing a comprehensible opinion can make you go crazy surprisingly fast so you just need to find who hasn’t snapped
I’ll be real
I’m not seeing the connecting tissue either
I can vaguely link some of them together? (Especially when you add in Killjoy Valorant because I remember Ruby liking her as well)
Collei and March 7th are bow users
Susie and Killjoy rock beanies
Killjoy and Aurora have similar glasses
Discounting Killjoy, they all lean aesthetically towards a subdued kind of cuteness? (Well. Not March. March is not subdue at all. She is avant garde all the way. But she is easily flustered and teased (because that is the best option to take whenever possible.)
But nya, this is all guesswork.
Ransom
Seven
Orion
Artemis
The TF2 mercs
Kris (Dark World)
Tenna
Queen
The Roaring Knight
Mettaton
Asgore (UT)
Clover (UTY)
Starlo
GLaDOS
Bisharp
Kingambit
Ogerpon
Golurk
Ceruledge
Miraidon
Iron Valiant
Professor Turo
Mii Gunner
tbh with how long shit is probably gonna be Bad To Visit The Us for i might just get a passport and visit u at some point
Sadly they are…
(Except the lot in the UK yall just expensive as hell to try to visit)
wolves kinda just, struggled.
seven is so babygirl
I did play Paradox but that was before I played the meta. She felt pretty weak
Onlookers viewed in horror as the strongest mentalist employed by the US Army’s head popped like a grape. They screamed as Scotland Yard’s premiere occult investigator, the one who allegedly captured Seven, crumbled to ash. Seven’s body buckled and writhed against his restraints; his skin burning from eldritch electricity… and yet he would not die. He laughed.
He laughed as he tore himself free from his bondage.
He laughed as his captors cowered in fear.
He laughed as he massacred his tormentors.
He laughed as he tasted the fresh air that was denied to him for years.
And he laughed when he thought about what he was going to do once he reached New York City.
“What is your pillow for?”
“It’s for sleeping!”
“Patron seems insistent on testing my patience today”
Close enough
do i get myself a necklace