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ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ - Your memes are the dankest
( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) - We don’t talk often/at all, but you seem pretty dank
//Aww! :D Thanks. I love memes. I’m sorry I don’t interact much.
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ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ ( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)
ᕦ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕤ - Your memes are the dankest
( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) - We don’t talk often/at all, but you seem pretty dank
//Aww! :D Thanks. I love memes. I’m sorry I don’t interact much.
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Send "‼‼‼" for my muse's reaction to your muse waking them up suddenly.
Upon being awoken, the spy jolted in surprise. He hadn’t been expecting anyone and he wasn’t sure who would just barge into his smoking room and wake him in the first place. He blinked his eyes a few times to adjust to the waking world and sat up straight in his chair. Slowly, he looked up to glare at the person that had dragged him from his slumber.
“quoi...? What the hell...”
Purple, blue, and fuschia
PURPLE: We near never speak, but I do enjoy your presence on my dashboard.BLUE: You are my Tumblr crush.FUCHSIA: I wish I could become your best friend through the internet.((Oh, my. Hello, luv.~ It’s a pleasure to hear from you. I really, really appreciate this. Please, don’t be shy to approach me IC/OOC. <3 ))
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Send my muse one of the following, and they’ll respond as a…
♞ animal version of my muse
Deep into the ancient woods, an eerie calm had fallen over the sea of pines. Not a creature, both great and small, was stirring, Death was passing by to collect his toll, and those that wished to be spared from His moribund plume wisely kept away. However, other forms of life were not so lucky. Smartest of species, hmm. If they were so they wouldn’t have been so adamant to be his meal.
The night was still young, but the Wolf had already left quite a mess. A trail of crimson paw prints painted the ground, behind him a number of corpses laid in their unfortunate resting place. This was a lesson to any human who would dare set foot in his home.
Death was beckoning him to His side. Wagging his tail, he trotted towards the entity. They go way back. Whenever the grim reaper did stop by once in a few eons, the Wolf was happy to see Him.A pat on the head, and Death went on His merry way. He never did stay in one place too long. The Wolf bid Him goodbye, stepping up into his rocky cliff. He threw his head back and howled.“AWRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”Behind him, the blood red moon shone in its full glory.
A cleaver is casually flung at the Demoman from a distance.
Klaus found himself jumping a bit in surprise at the sudden cleaver heading towards him. He moved out of the way in time for it to just cause a small nick on his arm. He raises a brow and looks towards the direction of where it came from, spotting the Scout. "...Any real reason for that?"
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A stubby orange cat sat like a giant puff of hair on the workbench. The cat was a bit fluffier than what was comfortable for Teufort’s typical climate, and was missing it’s front right paw. (Probably a stray grenade or rocket incident.)
A warzone is no place for a cat, but nobody told him that so he spends his days climbing into boxes in the workshop and rubbing against the legs of anyone nice enough to pet or feed him.
"Chains"
Your muse finds mine chained up in a dungeon full of torture tools. Send me “Chains” for a starter.
Mikkel slowly awakens to her wrists and ankles being chained up, keeping her from being able to actually move from her place. She looks around slowly, trying a few times to get herself free. She was panicked, trying to first get her breathing back under control. She... She had to keep a level head. She couldn't lose it now.
Then someone was entering the room. The Spy looks over quickly, her heart racing in her chest. And then entered a male she actually hadn't met before. Well, this wasn't good.
"...You know, it's not very polite to just assume every girl is into this sort of thing. Especially if you haven't met, and learned her name," she huffs.