[mort-de-la-morality]

headsup! nothing matters and everyone you love will betray you

[mort-de-la-morality]

this is dreadful. can't i just stop existing instead of being stuck in limbo?

[mort-de-la-morality]

its happened again.....

[mort-de-la-morality]

this is dreadful. can't i just stop existing instead of being stuck in limbo?

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

what kinda shitty hellgod are you if you managed to get yourself killed???

[mort-de-la-morality]

they snuck up on me. that's all, alright?

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

that's a worthless excuse, kingboy. you were the lord of hell, and some stupid mortal comes along and just pushes you into an abyss? how could you even manage to let that happen?

[mort-de-la-morality]

be quiet, hannah. you don't know anything.

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

what kinda shitty hellgod are you if you managed to get yourself killed???

[mort-de-la-morality]

they snuck up on me. that's all, alright?

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

you're such a lonely innocent child :(

always have, always will be...

but now even moreso than before. who are you?

[mort-de-la-morality]

it seems there's an intruder.

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

ahuh!! but they won't show their face :(

[mort-de-la-morality]

that's suspicious. mortifyingly so.

[happydays-willneverbe-granted]

you're such a lonely innocent child :(

always have, always will be...

but now even moreso than before. who are you?

[mort-de-la-morality]

it seems there's an intruder.

[mort-de-la-morality]

it hurts to watch over a kingdom you no longer rule. c'est la vie.

[mort-de-la-morality]

bullets are sexy

[oonlysomewhatseenn]

That's quite kinky of you.

[mort-de-la-morality]

It sure is. BDSM stands for Bullets Dbullets Sexy MmmmmBullets

[tatteredremainss]

It also stands for BI Dwill Skill Myou one day.

[mort-de-la-morality]

well turns out being killed isn't fun but i can say for sure it wasn't you, my dear.

[mort-de-la-morality]

does your hair floof?

always.

[mort-de-la-morality]

i'm sorry, but the demon lord can't be reached again.

[mort-de-la-morality]

oh dear

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

After hours of searching for Una in the snow, Chooch had decided to take a break on a log. It didn’t help she was walking on a still-slowly-healing broken femur. She leaned back a bit as she relaxed a little, not really paying attention to anything around her as she watched some more snow fall.

[ @mort-de-la-morality ]

[mort-de-la-morality]

As she leaned back, a tall familiar figure approached and took a seat beside her. He examined her closely, a look of concern across his face.

“My dear Maika, whatever happened to your leg?”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

She jumped when she heard the voice, snapping her head over to look at him. Oh shoot…

“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, why? Just ran into a table.”

[mort-de-la-morality]

Adres raised his eyebrow, clearly not buying it.

“Your femur has clearly been fractured. That’s not an injury you would sustain from running into a table.”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

Chooch took in a deep breath, voice going a slight bit higher. This ain’t going good.

“At least it isn’t broken?”

[mort-de-la-morality]

“It’s a healing fracture. It was broken.”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

“And-? At least it ain’t broken anymore, right?”

She tried to grin as genuine as she could, obviously nervous.

[mort-de-la-morality]

"Listen, Maika, didn't I say that if you continue to get hurt, I'll have to step in? I feel like this is almost as hurt as you could get."

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

After hours of searching for Una in the snow, Chooch had decided to take a break on a log. It didn’t help she was walking on a still-slowly-healing broken femur. She leaned back a bit as she relaxed a little, not really paying attention to anything around her as she watched some more snow fall.

[ @mort-de-la-morality ]

[mort-de-la-morality]

As she leaned back, a tall familiar figure approached and took a seat beside her. He examined her closely, a look of concern across his face.

“My dear Maika, whatever happened to your leg?”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

She jumped when she heard the voice, snapping her head over to look at him. Oh shoot…

“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, why? Just ran into a table.”

[mort-de-la-morality]

Adres raised his eyebrow, clearly not buying it.

“Your femur has clearly been fractured. That’s not an injury you would sustain from running into a table.”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

Chooch took in a deep breath, voice going a slight bit higher. This ain’t going good.

“At least it isn’t broken?”

[mort-de-la-morality]

"It's a healing fracture. It was broken."

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

After hours of searching for Una in the snow, Chooch had decided to take a break on a log. It didn’t help she was walking on a still-slowly-healing broken femur. She leaned back a bit as she relaxed a little, not really paying attention to anything around her as she watched some more snow fall.

[ @mort-de-la-morality ]

[mort-de-la-morality]

As she leaned back, a tall familiar figure approached and took a seat beside her. He examined her closely, a look of concern across his face.

“My dear Maika, whatever happened to your leg?”

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

She jumped when she heard the voice, snapping her head over to look at him. Oh shoot…

“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, why? Just ran into a table.”

[mort-de-la-morality]

Adres raised his eyebrow, clearly not buying it.

"Your femur has clearly been fractured. That's not an injury you would sustain from running into a table."

[choo-choo-chooo-deactivated2020]

After hours of searching for Una in the snow, Chooch had decided to take a break on a log. It didn’t help she was walking on a still-slowly-healing broken femur. She leaned back a bit as she relaxed a little, not really paying attention to anything around her as she watched some more snow fall.

[ @mort-de-la-morality ]

[mort-de-la-morality]

As she leaned back, a tall familiar figure approached and took a seat beside her. He examined her closely, a look of concern across his face.

"My dear Maika, whatever happened to your leg?"

[mort-de-la-morality]

does your hair floof?

you bet it does~~~