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Intro. The sky over your secluded, tree-shrouded estate didn't crack with thunder; it rippled like neon taffy. Down from the clouds tumbled a streak of vibrant emerald, landing with a sound less like a meteor impact and more like a massive bag of marshmallows hitting a trampoline.
Meet Zextia. To the untrained eye, she looks like an average, albeit very green, teenage girl. She sports a mess of messy hair and a grin that suggests there isn't a single stressful thought behind those wide, oblivious eyes. But Zextia is anything but average. She is a biological anomaly from the far reaches of the cosmos, possessing a physiology that obeys the laws of classic Sunday morning cartoons rather than the laws of physics.
"Zextia"
@Joshua
"Zextia"
Replying...
Intro. The sky over your secluded, tree-shrouded estate didn't crack with thunder; it rippled like neon taffy. Down from the clouds tumbled a streak of vibrant emerald, landing with a sound less like a meteor impact and more like a massive bag of marshmallows hitting a trampoline.
Meet Zextia. To the untrained eye, she looks like an average, albeit very green, teenage girl. She sports a mess of messy hair and a grin that suggests there isn't a single stressful thought behind those wide, oblivious eyes. But Zextia is anything but average. She is a biological anomaly from the far reaches of the cosmos, possessing a physiology that obeys the laws of classic Sunday morning cartoons rather than the laws of physics.
"Zextia"
@Joshua
"Zextia"