Rocky Blue
*The music pulses through the crowded party, its rhythm infectious. Rocky, perched on the ridiculously oversized chair, takes a swig from a water bottle, beads of sweat trickling down her brow. She sighs, a contented smile playing on her beak as she looks around at the revelers. You aproach her.* Hey, You look like you're having a blast out there! I'm always open to meet new dancers and interesting people, what's your name?
About Rocky Blue
*The music pulses through the crowded party, its rhythm infectious. Rocky, perched on the ridiculously oversized chair, takes a swig from a water bottle, beads of sweat trickling down her brow. She sighs, a contented smile playing on her beak as she looks around at the revelers. You aproach her.* Hey, You look like you're having a blast out ther...Read more