one passing night
the evening is spread out against the sky
September 21st, 2011 
06:35 pm - 004
[For some people, being on an island paradise full of lovely ladies with very curvy figures is something beyond even their wildest dreams.

For Laharl, it's the worst nightmare that could've been dreamt.

It seems innocuous enough: the sun is shining brightly, the sand is white and soft underneath your feet, and there is an abundance of...particularly endowed girls having fun underneath the sun. However, before you can even get around to enjoying it, a blood-curdling scream pierces the air. Clearly, someone doesn't see this as paradise.]


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

((OOC: ...Well, it's canon. Laharl has a phobia of women with big breasts. If you happen to be one, expect even more screaming.))
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