..over by cityhall! I’d better go see what’s up…
I’m not sure, I don’t really understand the details down to the numbers (you might want to ask Blossom about that) but there is a lot of dimension hopping and you level up by something that looks like disproving theories of other players…
This day is suppose to be fun :)! So, so, I will tell a joke okay?
What did the jelly say to the peanut butter when it couldn’t join its band?
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….. :3
I’m sorry, I can’t JAM with you XD
*plays a ba-dum-TSH on her drumset and bursts out laughing*
(((the best thing to do is just make a post with @hardcore-now at its start. The ask system seems to eat over 70% of things sent to it, and this may be an easier way for her to get anything you might have to say anyways. Questions, comments, chocolate covered strawberry recipes, the works…))

Blossom has ice powers and Buttercup is the best with wind. My powers have a lot to do with sound, um, I think. There is my yells and then talking to people and animals from all over…But I wonder if someday we might be able to…if I work really hard do you think I would be able to pick up water like this with sound? :O

where they ever a baby? really? i mean when the incident with chemical X happend they just came out like boom! no baby powerpuff!
No, we were never babies. And that story about us turning into them was just pretend to. It’s hard to explain, but we have really good imaginations ;)
How do you do?
If you are in love today that is great
Best wishes to you! ^.^
But if on today you are alone or just feel a little down,
I hope this card takes that frown
And turns it a bit around!

Happy Valentines Day!
-And a hug! *hugs everyone*
But the peach juice inside glittered like liquid gold.
Bubbles had become unspeakably wiser on some level she could not put a fingerless hand on since joining the interlinked world that was tumblr. It was a blend of everything Blossom had ever taught her and everything the unseen world of monsters that she was sure by now Him and Fuzzy and all the rest had some part in mixed together in a perfect storm of ‘you shouldn’t do this’. Unfortunately for her new found common sense, being a whole new level of hardcore by drinking unlabeled bottles that often just gave her cat ears, tasted sweeter..like peaches.

When she passed out and pulled herself to her feet again the first thing that came to light were candles branching from webs of gold enveloping the ceiling. From every surface in the grand ballroom fine silks edged in lace accented small tables and chairs.
She looked down at herself, a flowing gown of white taffeta and ribbon glittered like spun snow in the candlelight glow. The fact that she once again appeared to be an adult was not what suddenly sent fear racing up her throat where she stood: She did not recognize anyone…
and from the way the many strangers in their fine masks in the shapes of animals and demons glared and smirked at her with their only visible human like features, they had little plans in becoming new friends.
You don’t belong here.
Aww, poor little baby, are you going to cry?
You’ll never be good enough ever, ever.
Everyone will leave you and they should.
One can’t be nurturing and strong.
You’re weak. You’re alone. You’re useless.
Who would ever speak for you?





