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OMG MOMMY YOU MEAN MAGIC, RIGHT?

OMG YEAH

OMG. OMG.

YAY.

YESSSSSSSSSSS.



I don't think I'll ever like this page-- not because I'm not satisfied with what I drew but because it has to have a crapload of dialogue and a MOMMY/DAUGHTER moment. For some reason I canst except it~~~

Oh well, the page is absolutely necessary, so yeah.

VIOLA. THAT'S HOW VASHA GOT HER MAGICAL BAG.

Still haven't given her mom a name yet. D8 Thank god I haven't had to use it yet. XD;;;; Any suggestions? Cause for once I'm stuck.

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Explanations plz
Okay, Kaoka children can only start practicing for their own troupe act when their parents decide they're ready. Vasha and Hunterspire only have a mommy, their dad died in an accident a few years ago. A Kaoka child's parents also make a final decision about what kind of act they'll perform, so Vasha's mom decided that she should be involved in magic. She seems to fit that category best (How does her mom know that? I don't know.)

I know Hunterspire isn't in the last two pages. XD;;; She'll pop back up, then.

--Oh, and the children are automatically accepted into whatever troupe their parents are in. So yeah, that means Vasha and Hunterspire would be immediately placed in the Makou troupe. :P
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I've decided that only the prologue will be in comic form. The rest will be written, unless I feel especially compelled and unlazy enough to put it in comic form. GOOD LUCK WITH THAT ROFL.

vasha, ...her...(C)me
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They should eat sum soup....*snif*
I MISS WINDWAKER GRANNY! DX AND ARYLL! 'SPECIALLLLY ARYLL!

Aww, mama and daughter moment...^^ very coote my dear.

Oh noes, im taking after Jasper.

Jasper: *pats my head* That be good my dear.

Crap.

ANYWAY,
Keep up them comics. Maybe when my mama gets me a tablet we could make one TOGETTA.

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Every time you get a cut, a vampire suffers.
Every time a vampire suffers, you feel bad for them.
Every time you feel bad for them, you want to hug them.
If you hug them, consider yourself dead....Your still bleeding....
Think twice, they love us too.
MMM SOME RAMEN NOODLES WOULD DO ME SOME GOOD RIGHT ABOUT NOW.

togetta, eh? hm....

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"Heaven's not enough if when I'm there I don't remember you."

:bulletred:ilu Kalli~:bulletred:
*Hands noodles*

--
Every time you get a cut, a vampire suffers.
Every time a vampire suffers, you feel bad for them.
Every time you feel bad for them, you want to hug them.
If you hug them, consider yourself dead....Your still bleeding....
Think twice, they love us too.
*devours*

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"Heaven's not enough if when I'm there I don't remember you."

:bulletred:ilu Kalli~:bulletred:
Sam: I GOTS A QUESTION.
Katie: ?
Sam: IN THE STORY, WHAT WAS SETH TALKING ABOUT ON THE PHONE THAT WASNT HIS FAULT?
Katie : hmm?
Sam: He waited for Seth to say something. “Seth, get a grip. It’s not your fault. Look, we’ll just pick ’em all up at six and then pick you up last. Unless you want us to arrive later, because we can.” He paused. “Sure. See you, Seth.”
He hung the phone up.

Sam: that.
Sam: whats wrong with my Sethie?
Katie: oh, that he couldn't make it before sixish
Sam: ....Because...?
Katie: i dunno
Katie:some reason. you wanna make one up?
Sam: HIS CAT GAVE BIRTH. HE WASNT SUPOSSED TO LET HER OUTSIDE BUT HE DID, HIS MOM DIDNT THINK SHE WOULD HAVE A LOT OF KITTENS BUT SHE HAD SEVEN OF THEM, AND SHE GOT MAD AT SETH FOR NO REASON, THEN HIS SISTERS LAUGHED AT HIM. The end.



SORRY, THAT SHOULDA BEEN A NOTE...BUT...I FORGOTS.

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Every time you get a cut, a vampire suffers.
Every time a vampire suffers, you feel bad for them.
Every time you feel bad for them, you want to hug them.
If you hug them, consider yourself dead....Your still bleeding....
Think twice, they love us too.

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