#crocomaws

[crcdillian-blog]

crocomaws replied to your post:croc bros....

*whispers* bro….. ur such a… radodile bro….

bro.....crocodude.... youre a coolodile...bro....

[megalcn-blog]

 THAT'S A CROCODILE, STANDING RIGHT BEFORE TH' OLDEN  corpse  /  oh poor eyesight rubs off bits of rust   ---   poison filled throat whilst he opens dry mouth   ----   HE ALREADY FEELS SICK!  -  but alas,  drunken  /  chanted traitor   SPEAKS UP.  cocked 'brows fidget hence arms crossed chest.  ` what's crocodile's doing here, hmph. i never're  seen one 'fore. who're you?  ’

@crocomaws

[mitsukcs-blog]

guts &. gore fail to make his iron stomach churn ( FOR HAS HE NOT ENGAGED IN SUCH UNSPEAKABLE STYLES OF VIOLENCE HIMSELF? ), even when a chunk of something lands on his shoe. With a dull stare he looks down upon it, before claws reach down to pick it up between two ivory tips. A sniff of it, &. a characteristic grunt. ' Y'like makin' messes? ' [ idk what this is.txt ]

 HERE LIES WHAT USED TO LIVE , NOW ALL SHALL  satisfy the hunger of the damned one    -------    herein chunks  /  blood of bittersweet wine slip down throat like a   VORACIOUS LITTLE PREDATORY  but the messiness the predator tends to do leaves her DISTRACTED.   ---------------------    even so, the woman finds herself staring up at the  DANGEROUS / ENORMOUS MAN with a shape of a smelly - like crocodile  ---- nile's offered better THEN THIS. manic little giggles left chunk lips , sprawling digits clean bits of corpse  /  how she doesn't care for the surroundings.  thus afterwards she gets up  /  BACK ON HER FEET,  miserable yet forced steps of the poor little corpse move towards the man.    ----------------  AND SHE GIGGLES.    `  ...... can keep that, FUNGAS~. mweheheheh, don't like it... LOVE IT. makes other SHIVER BEFORE ME. mwheeheh, ehehehe.... heheeheh....   ------------   does it... ehehehehehe,  BOTHER YOU?  has to,  does it not~?  mwheehehhe,  going to get USED TO IT!  kyahahahah!!  ’

[dialcw-blog]

can sins really be forgiven

[defendformyself]

@crocomaws / STARTER!!

        SILVER LOCKS FALL INTO HER SIGHT, quirking a brow up at the unique sight. A large animal for what seemed to be a helmet, bright amber eyes immediately catching her attention. The bear gives off an annoyed growl as she closes the door--NOT FEELING SO HAPPY about letting a stranger into her house, though she’s not confident about him surviving in the sudden snowstorm. At least it isn’t that disgusting orca, and she’s already proved her point that it isn’t all that bad with that image. 

        “ WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY ARE YOU HERE? “ 

[horridsins-blog]

;; A LIVING CROCODILE... | Should he not be surprised at the sight in front of him. DULL GRAY eyes scanned up and down, taking in the sights—wondering just who this person was since they stuck out like a sore thumb. BIZARRE so it was. Muttering these words just enough for one to pick up what he was saying;

     “ How odd...this is very unusual. I wonder if you belong to—no... ”

As if the statement was more to himself than the crocodile, as if the situation was a bit too much to have a subtle conversation. Who knew where this would go —