MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Apple fluttered down towards where a large crowd had gathered. Was this the Olympics? There were so many big animals around! How could she possibly beat all these other creatures? Well, then again, she had only decided to sign up for the obstacle course. She wondered if Gypsy was still going to sign up for the wrestling. Now that she was here, she wondered what kind of chance the tiny bird would stand. But she decided that she wouldn't mention that to her friend.
Speaking of Gypsy, where was she? Apple fluttered onto a large rock that was sitting a little ways above the other gembounds milling around. She looked around, hopping as she turned her body, trying to find Gypsy's prominent colors. "Gypsy? Where are you? I'm here! It's Apple!"
"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.
tags: @Gypsy
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