Sometimes my words spill out onto paper and sometimes they get lost in the wind✨


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Welcome to my messy and slightly dysfunctional mind where all types of crazy and questionable things happen, also more commonly known as The Pit of Doom.

To your right you can see the mounds of stories that I have begun, discarded or sadly forgotten about. If you listen closely enough, you can hear them all crying for a second chance or to at least have the main plot written instead of one singular line.

To the left you can see Opal in her natural habit, cracking unfunny jokes and crying over Fairy Tail and Cells At Work. Occasionally she attempts to go outside but the mere fact that the fairy tail guild and Gaara do not exist in the real world is enough to scare her back into hiding.

And finally, we have the trusty laptop which has survived through countless ice ages and bouts of writers block to ensure that you, the people of tomorrow, get the stories that you deserve! You get a story and you get a story and you get a story!




Basically, in a nutshell, I'm Opal and I'm not funny at all.