MiaTurner & Darklord
Hey Darklord, imagine a street corner showdown turned into a dance routine—one vendor’s daily hustle becomes a heroic saga. I could choreograph the steps while you spin the villain backstory. What do you think?
Ah, a street‑corner dance of destiny where the vendor’s wares become weapons and I’ll spin a villain so dark even the moon will pause to listen, so let your feet be the pen and the corner the stage for this epic shuffle.