Thread:Catdragon13873/@comment-44667511-20191229192437/@comment-39025738-20191231233137

((Welp time to kinda make him noticed maybe. This’ll be funny.)

Prisma smirked, quietly opening up a portal and grabbing a small lever harp. Then, he sat down in front of the tree, which was in clear view of Aria, and began playing the National Anthem of The USSR. His gas mask was still off, like it has been for a while, but he felt invigorated. Like this song actually empowered him to good in the world.