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Kipperlilly Copperkettle had meticulously laid out her plan for winning the vote. She'd brought all the Rat Grinders together and subjected them to graced them with a slideshow titled Highfiveblr: It's Really Not That Sinister, Guys
“No one is going to fucking vote for Highfiveblr, Kipperlilly.” Ruben sneered.
Ivy said, “Not even your deranged fan club thinks it's a good idea. Pretty sure your biggest fans are out there campaigning for Ratgrundlr.”
“They are fans of Kipperlilly of all people. They clearly have deficient taste.” Oisin said.
Truthfully, if you asked Lucy Frostblade how she planned to spend her time after coming back from the dead, arguing about what their tumblr fandom name would be wouldn't be at the top of the list. In fact, it would've been far far far down the list, above only listening to Buddy Dawn talk about Bakarath.
She spoke too soon on that last one.
“Personally, y'all, I think Bakarathblr has a great ring to it. Praise her name!”
“Nope, not happening Hayseed. I'd rather let murder Barbie over there have her way.”
Lucy snorted, drawing Kipperlilly's attention to her.
“What do you think, Lucy?"
“I don't know. I think Ratgrumblr has a nice ring to it.” It was all they seemed to do nowadays anyway.
“If I knew the way to get Frosty to stand up to Kipperlilly was to kill her I would've done it so much sooner.” Ivy said.
Kipperlilly glared at Ivy, ignored Lucy's laugh at the joke. “Are we sure you're not the real murder Barbie?”
“Kip, I'm more of a Bratz doll if anything.”
From her spot in the corner, Mary Ann looked up from her Quokki pet and said, “I think we should vote for Ratgrimblr.”
Six simultaneous groans echoed in the room.
“Of fucking course you do.”