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A race who went into hiding and are barely seen nowadays. Legends say that they come out on a moonlit night and bask in the moonlight where their blue hair gets a silvery glow and their jade like skin is reflected in pure elegance. No one knows what their face looks like cause nobody lived to tell the tale. If they smile at you you will feel dazed and your existence will start to wither without leaving a single speck. So what ever you do never let them smile at you!
But the thing is that ...... they always have a smile plastered on their face
I might have seen a Mona by the lake last night, I merely caught a glimpse of her back and ran away from there as fast as I could.
Large PP, small brain.
Perfect Combination!
Call me Mona, cause i will break your world apart.
broke. no mora </3 she has skills, but refuses to use it for earning money, to her, it means more than that.
aww i lost my 50/50 to mona, it's alright! her sprint is the best ^^
Mona is such a baddie. She can't leave house without one of her outfit. She has many bags and named them : Henri, Sabrina, Claire... She is fashionable but in a vintage style. Mona is crazy about astrology. She is sometimes a bitch when she judges you because of your sign... But she will always find a good part in you (i hope so). She has many crushes but the one she can't stop talking about is the waiter from the "Louis Blanc", a bar. She is often grumpy or bored, mostly at parties, but not ones where she sees a good-looking guy. Anyway there's yet so much to tell about Mona
Mona : "Je suis gauffre" (i'm waffly)
Mona : "Si seulement j'avais un lapin"
Tu fais ta mona
Monas, a person of desirable length below the belt. A gentleman often found with many girls around him. Everyone needs a Monas in their life.
‘Omg I wish Monas would pin me against the wall and rail me already’
Mona is voluptuous and juicy. You would know a Mona by the contagion of her laughter, the simple fact that no matter where you are it is recognizable in a large crowd - perfection. Her nose can swell to the size of the Empire State Building, and she can smell a triple cheeseburger from a mile away. Her voice is soft like butter, and she always draws a crowd.
Whenever you are in need, Mona is your steed. You can rely on her in times of trouble and she always lends a listening ear. Favorite among her friends, she is recognized as special, genuine, and Incredibly thupid.
Cigarettes + coffee = Mona + Nik
Everybody needs a friend that they can call home. A person that can understand and accept your flaws even when you can't accept them yourself. That's Mona. A soft and fresh breeze, the smell of a party pack from taco bell in the wind. Sheer magnificence.
Thupid 1: Hey Mona, can you clean the toilet?
Thupid 2: No, and I'm packing my bags and leaving. Fuck you.
End scene
Thupid 1: Merry Xmas! *Gives gift*
Thupid 2: Wow! I really think you got ripped off 😕 I did such a good job of your present though!
End scene
Thupid 1: *trying on various hats* Nothing fits! 😢
Thupid 2: Wow, you've got a big fucking head eh? 🧐
End scene
The notion that while there isn't necessarily something wrong with someone/something, the two elements aren't a match.
"Dude, why did y'all break up?"
"Classic Mona Lisa Principle. She was beautiful, mysterious, and intriguing, but (pointing to my brain) didn't match a damn thing in my house."