Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20160813171701/@comment-27743663-20161201014109

Looking at the chosen stick, Marain focused all her attention on it, giving a solemn nod as her general mood about the fight worsened.

"Orange. 32," she said as she took the stick back and placed it in her box, then placing the box back inside her hat, "you'll get success through unfailing efforts. You have enthusiasm, creativity, determination, encouragement, fascination, success, and happiness."

Typical. Her chances of winning now already looked bleak. Or bleaker than before.

"Congratulatitons..." she mumbled as she dejectedly sulked towards the ring.

She could practically feel a rain cloud hovering above her head, taunting her and her height. Feeling bad about it wouldn't help her though, so she needed to suck it up and fight on! Even if fortune did spit in her face.