I swear to fucking god. five year olds are either ignoring you to watch their tablet, making the biggest mess in existence, or trying to run away.
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can you just paint lego bricks pink?
you definitely can, but whether you should is a bit more subjective. some people will paint legos to make custom minifigs and the like. personally, i'm not a fan of the end result- since lego bricks tend to have such a uniform texture, any variance tends to stand out that much more and it ends up looking a bit cheap, at least from all the examples i've seen. with bricks especially you also run the risk of very quickly rubbing any paint off due to friction with other bricks, which would be a bit messy. much easier would just be to get sets that have pink bricks already, i just dont have a bunch in my collection because, well, growing up lego spaceships and castles didn't have an abundance of pink bricks :Þ
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Moon 357
Season: Leaf-bare
Overarching Events
PikaClan doesn't have enough medicine cats
Mass extinction is toggled on
Misc
Tremblemask has realized she-cat doesn't describe how they feel anymore
Tremblemask is trans male!
Pansy tries to convince Downbellow to run away with them. As per a coin flip, he is successful (surprising because I flipped twice due to Downbellow's loyal trait). They run away (exiled).
Health
Pikepounce has gotten yellowcough
Oddflight no longer has a running nose
Macavity's phantom pain is gone
Fadedflake healed from their mangled leg but was scarred and got greencough
Galegrowl stands triumphantly on a leg that, while always will be weaker, works only a little worse than before
Shaka's soreness is gone
Beampaw got whitecough
Barleypaw's pelt is no longer torn
Relationships
Treewatcher threatens Sandpaw with never passing their assessment! (medium negative effect)
Limepaw notices Wingtimber sulking around camp again (neutral effect)
Wingtimber had a huge arguement with Limepaw (medium negative effect)
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In the lush paradise of Azura Isle, where the sun dances on the water's surface like a shower of diamonds 💎, there was a girl with hair as soft and dark as the midnight tide. They called her Mira, for she mirrored the beauty of the island in every aspect.
Mira's style was a blend of the isle's vibrant life - her wrap top a splash of lime green adorned with floral patterns that rivaled the island's own blossoms 🌸. With a playful twist in her hair, a twirl of her wrist, and a glance over her shoulder, she was the personification of Azura's playful breeze.
The beach was her runway, the sand her stage, as she strolled with the confidence of someone who knew every secret the island whispered through the leaves 🍃. Mira spent her days in the embrace of the sun, collecting its kisses on her sun-warmed skin.
Today, Mira was on a mission of delight, creating an anthology of smiles, each one a story, a memory, a promise of the endless summer days that awaited on Azura Isle.
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