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You can ask my OC Sam whatever you guys want! Hope you enjoy this! Have fun!

Sam: Hi everyone! I’m Samantha Stardust! I’m here to answer all of your questions! I hope you can enjoy your time with this. If there is anything about my friends, I will gladly accept it. And if you want them in for a certain question, that’s also allowed. Some of my friends are here right now, but i’ll only let them in here if you need something from them. There’s Deku, Todoroki, Tom, and Edd. Bakugou is in the kitchen with Kirishima, and everyone else in UA is training. I have no idea if this story will have success or not, I hope it does though. If you have anything that you want to do, that is and always will be allowed. (Dares included) I’m looking forward to your questions. Bye! I can’t wait to see what you have for us!

(( I can’t post the story until I have enough words, so I’ll just put down song lyrics I know. ))

- Song: 16 shots by Stefflon Don-

No gyal can tell me ’bout my mother

16 shot, we go longer than a ladder

Dem nuh fi talk ’bout the real don dada

Put body inna pot dem a bun like grabba

No boy can diss me or my mother

Round here ain’t safe, everybody need armour

16 shot, we go shotta any bluddah

Rah-ta, rah-ta

Ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah

Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh!

You couldn’t be badder than a King-stony

Diss my mother then your skin start bleed

So don’t bother mess with my mommy

With my mommy, with my mommy

Baby, tink you bad, say ya badder than she

If dog a-go bark, long time dem doh eat

Rap on, pop off, make you move like freak

They say dem a gangsta, but so is mommy

They gon’ put hands on a chick

They gon’ put hands on her

Eyes watchin’ when I comin’ through the door

What I’mma do, they ain’t prepared for

No gyal can tell me ’bout my mother

16 shot, we go longer than a ladder

Dem nuh fi talk ’bout the real don dada

Put body inna pot dem a bun like grabba

No boy can diss me or my mother

Round here ain’t safe, everybody need armour

16 shot, we go shotta any bluddah

Rah-ta, rah-ta

Ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah

Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh!

You couldn’t be madder than Bryant, Kobe

Diss my mother then your lip won’t speak

So don’t bother mess with my mommy

With my mommy, with my mommy

Jah really think you bad, say you badder than me

If things a-go start tonight, you won’t sleep

Pop on, cut off, make ya look like creep

Dem say dem a bad gyal, but gyal dem nuh be

They gon’ put hands on a chick

They gon’ put hands on her

Eyes watchin’ when I comin’ through the door

What I’mma do, they ain’t prepared for

No gyal can tell me ’bout my mother

16 shot, we go longer than a ladder

Dem nuh fi talk ’bout the real don dada

Put body inna pot dem a bun like grabba

No boy can diss me or my mother

Round here ain’t safe, everybody need armour

16 shot, we go shotta any bluddah

Rah-ta, rah-ta

Ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah

Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh!

Get 1 shot, if dem tink dem a man

Get 2 shot, if dem feel dem a don

Get 3 shot, if dem tek mi fi ediat

Get 4 shot, this a couple shot, know that

Get 5 shot, fi anybody what think dem hard

Straight, head tump, ya must drop

If you hit up the da-da-da-don

Bullets gon’ hit you wherever you are

No gyal can tell me ’bout my mother

16 shot, we go longer than a ladder

Dem nuh fi talk ’bout the real don dada

Put body inna pot dem a bun like grabba

No boy can diss me or my mother

Round here ain’t safe, everybody need armour

16 shot, we go shotta any bluddah

Rah-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta

Ta-ta, ta-tah-ta

No gyal can tell me ’bout my mother

16 shot, we go longer than a ladder

Dem nuh fi talk ’bout the real don dada

Put body inna pot dem a bun like grabba

No boy can diss me or my mother

Round here ain’t safe, everybody need armour

16 shot, we go shotta any bluddah

Rah-ta, rah-ta

Ka-kah, ka-kah, ka-kah

Rah-ka-ka-ka-ka-rahh!

-Song: Soldier, poet, king by The Oh Hellos

There will come a soldier

Who carries a mighty sword

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord

There will come a poet

Whose weapon is his word

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

There will come a ruler

Whose brow is laid in thorn

Smeared with oil like David’s boy, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

Smeared with oil like David’s boy, o lei o lai o lord

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord

He will tear your city down, o lei o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o lei, o lai, o

(( Thank you! I'll be waiting for the questions! ))