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@RevengeOfRisky ❝Shooting star?❞ ✨
She chirps, which in Risky's body is elicited as a syrupy coo. Even in this form, the idea of a wish gripped her attention.
❝I couldn't make out what you were saying last night. I was seriously zonked.. What'd you end up wishing for, huh?❞
@GiaversianCat No, scallywag!
I mean--! No, silly! It's me! Shantae!
@JVandFrens Nono! You had it right the first time!
I can explain! ..Actually, no, I can't; but it's me in here!
@RevengeOfRisky — ever.
('This better be over with by tonight. I love being little spoon.')
❝..Erm. Well, any leads?❞
@RevengeOfRisky ❝Risky, I'm SO sorry! This is probably my fault!❞
❝Everytime it involves magic, there ends up being some convoluted reason that I did it!❞
❝Aw, the tinkerbats are following my around like cute little penguins!❞
❝Y'know, you guys can be super cute when you don't realize I'm actually Shantae in Risky's body.❞
❝Yeah, that I'm bad at tongue twisters.❞
❝But I already knew that. I've always been better on my feet than with my words. Tch!❞
At that, Risky(?) makes an atypical pout with her lips, seemingly more concerned with her inability to say 'She sells seashells by the seashore.' https://t.co/udRmFAn9rK
❝What? Wait, slow down!❞
A fluttering of her hues in bemusement as 'Risky's' features soften in a way unknown to, er.. Shantae.
❝Peter pipple pickett pittooey, uh? Peter Peepers Peaches! D'augh I give up, that's too hard!❞ https://t.co/qP6yhcI6HU
❝Yeah, that's me! But why aren't my lips synced up with what I'm saying?❞
She stands just beside Risky (?), and studies Shantae's mannerisms in the mirror.
❝Maybe the game is lagging? This is some real.. 1990's cutscene stuff.❞ https://t.co/o0XWmrXukB
@Edgelord_Genie ❝WaitwaitwaitWAIIITTT—!❞
❝I'm not Risky Boots! At least, I don't think so!❞