» Age: Hard to say, after ten thousand years in cryostasis » Seeking: Steadfast friends and allies » Preferences: I don't suppose there are any other Alteans here? That's probably a long shot... » Interests: History, Gardening, Alchemy » Bio: I've honestly never filled out anything like this before. What do people normally put in here? I'm a princess of a long lost civilization trying to find her place in the universe
You were having a peaceful lunch at a cafe somewhere when Allura sprinted in through the door, followed by a long pterodactyl beak snapping after her. The creature seemed to be having trouble fitting through the door, but that didn't stop her from vaulting a table and hiding behind it.
Eventually, it gave up and took to the sky again. A few seconds later, Allura poked her head up from behind the table.
"Is it gone?"
Mud Run!
Never mind how she got talked into it. For some reason, the Altean Princess, who you've never seen not wearing various elaborate dresses and robes since she came here, is attempting the mud run. You can't imagine this as anything other than hilarious.
Except...she's killing it. Underneath the flowing gowns was a rock hard core of Grade-A Altean beef. Allura jumps from obstacle to obstacle, barely breaking a sweat.
Princess Allura | Voltron: Legendary Defender
» Seeking: Steadfast friends and allies
» Preferences: I don't suppose there are any other Alteans here? That's probably a long shot...
» Interests: History, Gardening, Alchemy
» Bio: I've honestly never filled out anything like this before. What do people normally put in here? I'm a princess of a long lost civilization trying to find her place in the universe
Death from above
You were having a peaceful lunch at a cafe somewhere when Allura sprinted in through the door, followed by a long pterodactyl beak snapping after her. The creature seemed to be having trouble fitting through the door, but that didn't stop her from vaulting a table and hiding behind it.
Eventually, it gave up and took to the sky again. A few seconds later, Allura poked her head up from behind the table.
"Is it gone?"
Mud Run!
Never mind how she got talked into it. For some reason, the Altean Princess, who you've never seen not wearing various elaborate dresses and robes since she came here, is attempting the mud run. You can't imagine this as anything other than hilarious.
Except...she's killing it. Underneath the flowing gowns was a rock hard core of Grade-A Altean beef. Allura jumps from obstacle to obstacle, barely breaking a sweat.