Grace Morgan

Urban Sburbite

Priestess of Words

Your name is Grace Morgan.
You are a Prospit Dreamer, the Priestess of Words, Human, and you are hoplelessly in love with a Troll named Idrina.
God do you love her.
Also you think that everything is cats.

Current M!A Status: None.

Italics are English.
Bold is/will be Alternian/other languages meybe.
G̠̞̊̓̓ͧ͟r͖͙͖̬͇͆̓̀́i̫̻̱̠̞̯͂̀͑̋m̱̠̈́̋ͫ̈́͋͌d̛̪͑͗a͛̒ͨr̝͔͑̓̈͛͞k̟̣ͭͪ̐ is that fancy funky speak.
tumblrbot sent: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

Grace briefly considers the bot before shaking her head. 'I couldn't tell you if I wanted to. Though, Ice Cream and Doctor Who, or some other movie tend to help.' Then she turns around and continues her supervision of the construction of her bedroom by her friends in Sburb. She doesn’t notice the bot get crushed by her dresser, nor will she ever notice. But that’s okay. She doesn’t need to know anyways.

:3 < Ah, tumblr. What have we now?

Hello everyone!

My name is Grace, and I’m now on tumblr! :3

I’m a Prospit dreamer, and The Priestess of Words!

If you’ve found this blog, I guess that means you’re not dead!

~ Grace

((This is an RP blog, mainly for my Fan Character, Grace. Feel free to check it out. If you have questions, don’t be afraid to ask.))