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abyssinal replied to your post: abyssinal replied to your post “casual...
!!! i’m also lastlivingpotter???? and adskmgks i’d like to plot if you’re down for it
LOL. one of the other blogs i hardcore cREEP. yessss. i'd love to. on either one i don't even care.
abyssinal replied to your post:i have the worst writers block on this essay lmao
just put the whole bee movie script in it. no one will ever notice
why didn't i think of that
` ✖ ;; ░░ This was no ordinary man. If it was a man at all. He was no master of dark magic, or mind reading, but he was aware of other monsters, other paranormal beings. Call it a whim, but most if not all monsters know when they're among...
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴋɪɴᴅ.
He writes a message down in the notebook he already has out--doodling before being approached. Then with a quick tear he offers it to the visitor,
"Welcome, friend?" Was it a friend? That he did not know.
[ Absinthe hues trained on the figure before him. This was a new creature, it seemed. One familiar with the guise of man. However, the smell was all wrong. Too potent, yet with nothing there to truly take in. ] "You stand before the King of the Pridelands. What do you require of this sovereign?"