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poppythesmolcinnamonroll replied to your post:

Is it from poppy

”I’m not really sure. The sender didn’t leave a signature.”

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Glares

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Goddamn, dat midriff tho

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Hey Trist, whats between you and Teemo? ;) ;)

“Aha, we’re close friends! I’ve known Teemo for quite a long time. We first met when I joined Bandle’s Special Forces - our units work pretty close together. He’s a very remarkable scout, the best I’ve ever seen. I admire his skill and efficiency in combat, it’s impressive! Outside of the field, Teemo’s a good guy. I can talk to him about anything. There’s no one else I’d rather have as a friend.”

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S U C C me

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"Tell me what hurts..." Moppy is worried

Injured memes

”My side.”“I might’ve… hurt myself a bit. Ain’t nothin’ to worry about, Pop. I think have a potion someplace.“

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injured memes

“ oh my god what happened? ”

“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”

“ who did this to you? ”

“ that’s… a lot of blood ”

“ i think… it’s broken ”

“ can you move? does it hurt? ”

“ we need to get you to a hospital ”

“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”

“ it’s just a scratch ”

“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”

“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”

“ what the hell did you do? ”

“ don’t you pass out on me ”

“ i’m just so tired ”

“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”

“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”

“ let me carry you ”

“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”

“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”

“ hey! i said stay awake! ”

“ tell me what hurts ”

“ does it hurt when i do this? ”

“ ow! that hurts! ”

“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”

“ it was an accident ”

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Me: I should do a serious rp. I love to write.

Also me: haha what if I made lulu say fuck

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She wanted to launch herself at him, take Tynen down right there and turn him in to the authority immediately. Though the passion burned in her chest, Tristana's body prohibited her from making any moves. She didn't like the expression on his face, how he stood there calmly as if the situation were trivial, as if he weren't in great trouble. She felt that it was mocking, almost, as if teasing her inability to do something about his presence— she posed no threat in her current state, so she didn't feel as powerful as she wished to be.

"Well, you saved me, but... I— I still have to turn you in!" Tristana looked around for something to aid her in apprehending the criminal. She felt as if she were missing something— something important that she would never leave behind. Her trusty weapon...

Boomer! In a brief panic, she spun around both sides, searching for the cannon, but it was no where in sight. She was defenseless.

This didn't make sense to Tristana, though. He could have left her there, hurt and alone. Instead, he risked his chances with the authority and saved her life. What was his reason? What could he gain for keeping her alive? Or was it simply a heroic act? These thoughts rushed through her mind as she tried to figure him out. "Why would you go through the trouble of saving me, anyway? I was told you were a killer...."

He only stared a the other as they began to piece together who he was. He said nothing as she called him out and only sat down next to the bed as she stated how much trouble he was in.

He was very calm despite how horrible of a situation he had put himself in.

“I was in trouble as soon as I brought you here; no one tried to stop me because they were afraid I would hurt you.” He looked down at the pack of bandages in his right hand.

“I saved you.”

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A voice thundered from outside the room and startled her — she bolted upright in the bed and searched the place frantically for its source, her eyes darting from the door and to the window.

Wait. That name. It was strangly familiar. Tristana played it over and over in her mind, trying to figure out where she had heard it from. She could feel a sudden panic gradually settling in her chest as she studied the stranger's face, attaching this name to his appearance. Tynen Nalo... Tynen Nalo... Tynen...

"You're the outlaw!" Tristana exclaimed. She tossed the bedsheet aside and wriggled her leg away from Tynen's grasp despite the pain that followed afterward, which gripped her limb in a furious wrath. She winced, but endured this pain long enough to push her body further back into the bed to distance herself. The memories rushed to her all at once as she glared at him. Tristana remembered the long chase in an effort to capture Tynen, the rocket jump, and — she fell? She drew a blank here, it was difficult to remember exactly how she had hurt herself after the jump, but it definitely happened, and he was there, standing right before her in a hospital room surrounded by authority. "Oh, you're in trouble now."

Tristana looked at the cup presented before her, hands reaching out for it, hesitant — there was something strange in his eyes that suddenly caught her attention, the way his gaze shifted to the windows for a split second, then the door, as if he were searching for something, someone, and then back to the cup. It was a subtle change in his behavior, but still there, and this caught Tristana off guard, however she came to it and accepted the cup into her hands, slowly pulling it to her lips for a sip. However, she didn’t forget what she’d seen.

“Yeah… I feel a bit better now.”

It bothered her, this mysterious yordle, the incident, her wounds and fragmented memory — it bothered her that she was confused and unable to figure out the situation. “Thanks for the water, uhm… bud. I never caught your name by the way.” She had so many questions, mind racing with thoughts. Then, acting on impulse, Tristana added, “What’s so interesting about that window, anyway? See somethin out there?”

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Tristana looked at the cup presented before her, hands reaching out for it, hesitant — there was something strange in his eyes that suddenly caught her attention, the way his gaze shifted to the windows for a split second, then the door, as if he were searching for something, someone, and then back to the cup. It was a subtle change in his behavior, but still there, and this caught Tristana off guard, however she came to it and accepted the cup into her hands, slowly pulling it to her lips for a sip. However, she didn't forget what she'd seen.

"Yeah... I feel a bit better now."

It bothered her, this mysterious yordle, the incident, her wounds and fragmented memory — it bothered her that she was confused and unable to figure out the situation. "Thanks for the water, uhm... bud. I never caught your name by the way." She had so many questions, mind racing with thoughts. Then, acting on impulse, Tristana added, "What's so interesting about that window, anyway? See somethin out there?"

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She listened intently as Kayron stepped forward to take her hand in his, a kind gesture, filled with obvious passion that took her by surprise. He truly cared for this cause and spoke with strong emotion, which was apparent in his body language as well. The compliments were flattering, yes, Tristana couldn't deny she enjoyed it, absorbing the attention brought to her skill, however she wouldn't let this cloud her judgement.

Again, Tristana considered the offer presented to her. Although she possessed a desire to help others, she couldn't accept it just yet. They had only just met, and Tristana wasn't entirely prepared to take on such a responsibility.

"This is... a lot to think about." Tristana paused, thinking of a way to phrase her response. "It feels too... soon, y'know? I couldn't accept this right away. Gimme some time, maybe I'll come back to that offer!"

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-“No, obiously not, Tristana, you’ll just need to attend the call and be ready for a rough war just in case, it’s more an accord between both parts, you and the Order. meanwhile you realize duties here in Bandle City, you can aid, for example, going with Sona and Poppy to pay a visit in Ionia”-

  His tone grew more casual than before, simply dropping some mannerism to call her attention, He remained civilized but simply not like other times, the bandle gunner was about to make a decision that would allow her to join adventures with comrades and valkyries, Lulu included, his breath began to get shorter, smaller, just as he was softening his voice, he took a step forward to take her hand gently.

“Your talents are valuable to Bandle City and that’s why you are their champion, it’s obvious that they need you here, helping, making this city grow, and develop into a greater nest of good and valuable qualities, you’ll receive help from others, too, but i beg you to not misunderstand who or what comes in aid, i could either call Viktor or Twisted fate to help here in case of an invasion”

  Once again he reassured in a soft tone, Kayron felt welcomed in bandle city, just as he wanted to sound welcoming to Tristana who definetely catched his attention, just like Olaf in the Freljord, Sona and Poppy in demacia, there were so many other champions selected for the role of Valkyrie or Crusader that definetely an army or a whole Order of alies wasn’t an idea to be ignored, but fed instead, with stories and what not about the new members. Tristana’s fluffy hair was a bonus charm, he saw someone adventurous, reckless too, but with noble intentions, and that’s the point from where Kayron decided to follow her.

“Tistana, it’s up to you, meeting new people who can aid you soon, who can lend a hand, only if you lend a hand on me”

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"Trist, do you have any... mmm... fish food around there? i have a gold fish, but i don't know what do they eat at all; perhaps you can help, i've been giving him little oat rations tho"

"Nope! Sorry Pops! I don't have fish food around here. I feed the fish... to Riggle."

"I'll be glad to help you out with that, though!"

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// Oops... I did it again... Sorry!!

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Heyo... Tristana reporting for duty!

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A fall? Tristana still felt lost. It was hard to think, hard to touch those lost memories that involved the accident she apparently suffered - she could only withdraw vague fragments of memory, something involving running, and... a chase? Yes, Tristana felt so close to figuring it all out, she could almost recall it, but it still, it was unclear. Her emotions collected into one anxious feeling, and she felt as though she needed to stand up and do something, to leave this place, or get answers for herself. But her body betrayed her, and she remained in the bed, sinking into the comfort of the pillows.

There was something strange about her rescuer. It was hard to determine exactly what it was about him that made her feel uneasy, but whatever it could've been, she didn't like it at all. He felt too familiar, as if she were supposed to know him, yet...

"Huh... thanks for saving me." She noticed the metal limbs, and, after taking one long suspicious observation of them, she gradually started to realize who he truly was. "That, uh, metal arm ya got there. You hurt yourself, too?"

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Tristana shifted uncomfortably in the bed, causing a rush of pain to surge her body, like a shock - immediately she relaxed, afraid to invoke that feeling again.

“Yeah, um… my everything hurts.” It took her a moment to adjust to this condition until she felt well enough to lift her arms and wiggle her body a bit. She felt very confused, lost - how did she get herself into this situation in the first place? The question lingered in her mind as she attempted to figure it out. Tristana tried to remember what had happened before her sudden awakening in the hospital bed, but the gap in her memory remained, and she could only draw back blanks.

She squinted at the stranger, recalling his previous statement. “Several hours? What happened, how’d I get here? And - who are you?”

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Tristana shifted uncomfortably in the bed, causing a rush of pain to surge her body, like a shock - immediately she relaxed, afraid to invoke that feeling again.

"Yeah, um... my everything hurts." It took her a moment to adjust to this condition until she felt well enough to lift her arms and wiggle her body a bit. She felt very confused, lost - how did she get herself into this situation in the first place? The question lingered in her mind as she attempted to figure it out. Tristana tried to remember what had happened before her sudden awakening in the hospital bed, but the gap in her memory remained, and she could only draw back blanks.

She squinted at the stranger, recalling his previous statement. "Several hours? What happened, how'd I get here? And - who are you?"