I remember the time I got dared to steal one of Copia’s rats.
Bro was not happy. (Dw I gave it back 😒)
I blame you Swiss

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I remember the time I got dared to steal one of Copia’s rats.
Bro was not happy. (Dw I gave it back 😒)
I blame you Swiss
…don’t tell anyone, but somehow I managed to burn water..
Please.
Phantom and Swiss won’t stop saying chicken jockey..
Why in the seven hells did Frater let them see that cursed movie.
Guys quickly. Somehow I’ve managed to accidentally burn one of..those creepy plushies Frater keeps around.
How do I make sure he doesn’t notice…
Plasma curled and squirmed in his pile inside his den. It seemed like something was wrong. Not sure what it could be.
He woke up with a gasp and a shortage of breath. Smoke went in and out of his nose and he grabbed onto his tail.
He looked around quickly before reaching into a stash he was hiding. He pulled out a burnt stuffed animal and quickly hugged onto it, his eyes quickly darted back and forth, making sure no one else was awake.
//going out to new things.. and since I added my coping skills to him. He’s gonna do them. Roleplay/whatever open///
We’re cooler cause we got our pope way before.
Got told my smoking habit was horrible.
At least it’s not an embarrassing habit..
And it helps. Jeez.
Plasma jolted up again, grabbing onto his tail like he would as a young kit. It was another night where he remembered short images of the pit he was once in. He tried to calm himself down by hugging onto his tail, large breaths in and out. Smoke coming out of his nose.
Everyone was asleep. It was only him that seemed to be awake. Good. Plasma liked knowing that no one else knew about these sudden nightmares or flashbacks that occurred.
Despite being a fire ghoul, it was still horrible for him. It felt like the pit he crawled out of was just another point of suffering. He sat in silence, slowly breathing in and out as he calmed himself.
///I’ve never done one of these please be gentle;-; btw I’m literally still making lore for him so whatever this is may change 😭///