ᅠ what’s mine is mine is is mine , is mine and 𝗡͟𝗢͟𝗧͟ 𝗬͟𝗢͟𝗨͟𝗥͟𝗦 . ᅠ

ᅠ atop a mattress littered with various articles of clothing and jewelry rests 𝙇𝙖𝙧𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚 … ᅠ

ᅠ keep this 𝐰͟𝐚͟𝐫 away from Okaara. . .it is what he most desires at the moment. ᅠ. #𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

ᅠlooks at the ( 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ) one time. “ gimme that. ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ you dare call Larfleeze 𝐰͟𝐡͟𝐚͟𝐭 , meat sack⁉️” ᅠ

ᅠdoes not take the time to await her inquiry as he’s already shoved past her to only grab at a vibrant and voluptuous piece of 𝗳͟𝗿͟𝘂͟𝗶͟𝘁. “ why were you in Larfleeze’s way❓were you trying to 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗲 this from me⁉️” ᅠ

ᅠ “ Larfleeze isn’t 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 by your comments , you jester. apologize. ” ᅠ

ᅠ on Okaara , there is no life — no noise. just a graveyard of those who tried to take what is 𝗵͟𝗶͟𝘀. ᅠ

ᅠ “ okay , 𝐩͟𝐞͟𝐭. bring forth your tribute to Larfleeze — ” ᅠ

ᅠ he’s had warlords , conquerors , mercenaries , supermen , and the like 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁 to steal his battery — he’ll add a robot to the list as well. ᅠ. #𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

ᅠ “ thieves … thieves … 𝗧͟𝗛͟𝗜͟𝗘͟𝗩͟𝗘͟𝗦 ❗️❗️❗️” ᅠ

ᅠ he is responsible for the very limited numbers of the Red , Blue , and Green Lanterns Corps . ᅠ

ᅠ get away❗️❗️those souls and rings are his ! his ! HIS❗️❗️ ᅠ

ᅠ #𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ᅠ

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ᅠ “ you❗️❗️stay away from what is 𝙈͟𝙄͟𝙉͟𝙀 , greenie. ” ᅠ