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across the rosswood
Ticcy tob..😴😴😴
I’m so normal about Evan with a knife
naughty wolf
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blehhhhh (X3o)
naughty wolf
other versions
blehhhhh (X3o)
give him a break
well, I know septum piercing is a coincidence and all, and by in-game Vinnie’s calm reaction to it I’ve never considered a more, um, torturous way of acquiring it. that is until recently and I blame thank @mio-nika for it.
wasn’t sure on who to choose for today..
HELLO.
HELLO IS THIS PIECE OF SHIT DEVICE WORKING.
I HAD TO TURN OFF THE WIFI BECAUSE SOMEONE IN THE MANSION WAS LOOKING UP “BIG BOOTY LATINAS” ON EVERY DEVICE AND VIRUSES SPREAD ON EACH ONE.
HOPEFULLY THESE DAMNED PROXIES CAN USE THEIR STUPID DEVICES BETTER.
— WITH LOVE, HABIT.
what if your doppelganger loved being you more than you ever loved being yourself. they're better at being you and everyone loves them and it feels almost selfish to want your life back. i want clone horror but the horror is that the thing trying to replace you is also the person you always wanted to be.
and it is imperative that it ends with killing the better version of yourself with your bare hands btw.
I told you it existed.
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Welcome back, Ticci Toby
A LITTLE ONGOING EXPERIMENT OF MINE.
My name is Nicholas, I’m 20 years old and I live alone with my dog Chowder. Everyday I think about killing myself, I’ve tried 8 times in the last 3 days. But now my will is gone. The faceless man won’t let me, and The Habit just laughs when I try. They walk around my house like it’s theirs. The Habit leaves often to do god knows what, but the faceless man, he’s…. he’s always here. Sometimes I can’t see him, but I do see the wooden furniture rotting and I see the trees outside my house dying. I only catch glimpses of him sometimes, but he’s always watching me.
My parents are gone, so is my little sister, I can still smell their blood. The Habit made sure I watched my parents bleed, but my sister, Anna is just, gone. All I got left is Chowder. He’s kinda chubby but he’s awesome, always at my feet. I don’t know if that’s to comfort me or to hide from these things.
I found out today that my mother was raped in order to create me. I think I should be upset, but the faceless man calms me. I feel nothing but the deep emptiness because of him. Hollow and thoughts a bit scattered. The Habit tells me “Nick ol’ buddy, I’m gonna make you a fuckin animal. Something for your mother to be proud of.” He raped my mother. And he smiles at me.
Today The Habit killed Chowder. Chowder ran but I caught him. He’s too fat. He stuck his fingers in Chowders eyes and Chowder cried. The Habit pulled off his head like it was nothing, like his neck was made of tissue paper. I knew it was The Habit, but Chowder knew it was me, and he didn’t understand. Despite the faceless man and the calm emptiness, I cried.
The Habit says to me, “That a boy Nicky, you’ll be ready in no time”
I ask, “Ready for what?”
He says, “Ready to fight something”
I ask, “What am I going to fight?”
He says, “Someone you used to know Nick, I want to see how well he’s doing. Ya see he’s an experiment Nicky, like you.”
I am sorry whoever I am supposed to fight, but I’m strong as shit and big as a motherfucker. The Habit will make me kill you, I don’t want to, but I will. I tried to kill myself again 3 hours ago. He just laughed. The faceless man just watched.