Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27000523-20160109010620/@comment-28225359-20160112220728

Arexia stared at Tawny. She had a sick, nervous feeling in her stomach that never seemed to go away. Her webbed feet were twitching with anxiety. "Are you sure that we'll win?" It was Starla, a pookie with a burgundy dance dress. "I'm nervous about playing the bass on this stage."