so…
is there a flynn or eugene rper out there in need of a punzie trapped in a tower wanting to be set free?
or one that’s already out of the tower?
i could be both… :3

How could you say no to this face
so…
is there a flynn or eugene rper out there in need of a punzie trapped in a tower wanting to be set free?
or one that’s already out of the tower?
i could be both… :3
Rapunzel was out and about in the kingdom. She loved being outside in the fresh air more than anything. Greeting those who lived there, she strolled down the streets of Corona, swaying back and forth, letting the sun’s heat absorb into her skin. She took a breath, “Ah, fresh air.”
rp? anyone? :D
Rapunzel hung by her hair, using it as a lift of some sort, in order to reach a very high point on a building in town for one of her paintings. She had spent all afternoon on it, and the way the sunlight was hitting the wall, it almost sparkled. She moved her hand very slowly, making sure the brush strokes were almost invisible.
Rapunzel woke up, relaxed and well rested from the previous night. Her hair, tied in a braid that she always seems to wear now, was a little messed up. She rubbed her eyes, yawned and stretched; a typical start to the day. She thought to herself, and wondered what the day would bring.