Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20151203070434/@comment-25924729-20151203111332

Piper was totally oblivious to the conversations, her mind drifting off to a psychedelic daydream involving thousands of screaming fans and her on stage, giving the performance of her life. But she did regain focus in time to catch Heart's remark, but not the sharp tone.

"Whoa there sister! Y'all can't ask a superstar to work naw? Sides', readin' and sortin' papers is bo-oring, " stressing the last word with a small giggle. "and 'Pah-per don't do boring."

The rockstar lay back in her chair with her arms crossed behind her head and stockinged legs crossed on the table top. "But if y'all need mah help," a pink mist wafted off the blue haired girl, forming into three columns behind her. Each column slowly taking on a humanoid shape, then texture, until they became perfect copies of Piper.

Two clones eagerly grabbed the papers and started arranging them into messy bundles on the table chattering in high pitched child-like voices, while the third darted outside to fetch a cool drink for the original Piper, still relaxing on her chair.

"And that's how it's done, son..." she muttered while drifting back to her daydream.