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some of us are ugly, artemis

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lunxrgoddess replied to your post “tbh ive never understood the purpose of instagram”
cats............... and where else will people appreciate my selfies
some of us are ugly, artemis
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“Lost and hated. The end of your life draws near, and for your sake, I would take it with glee.”
Night stalkers
Night time was a blessed time. The creatures who roamed and controlled the lands by day giving way to those of the night who celebrated the rising of the moon and reveled in its shroud. Being a creature of darkness himself Kha'Zix prefered the cover of nights to his hunts, his naturally dark colors helping him blend perfectly with his surroundings. The night, though of a foreign world, felt like home to the Voidreaver. Its cooling air, the gentle sound of insects buzzing and calling out, and the bounty of prey was of a great comfort to him and it was on this night that he found an enticing bit of potential prey. A woman in strange armor, hair white as the pale orb above and a blade curved like the moon had drawn his attention. From her he sensed great power, power familiar yet different to the Void. It was that of the night, the moon. It had to be. His hunger quelled for the time being he took to observing her from the undergrowth, curious as to this odd humans visage an what brought her about this night. @lunxrgoddess
Lucian approached Diana with caution. His two guns were in their holders and he showed no sign of aggression. The gunslinger didn't know much about the woman other than the stories he had been told. "Diana." He called as he looked over the woman. The Purifier didn't see her as a target, at least not as far as he knew. "What is your goal? Your ambition?" He asked. The purifier wanted to know if he would eventually have to mark her as a target too. lunxrgoddess
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“Greetings, Diana. What brings you here?”
♔ Diana:
[☾] A small chuckle left her lips, “That’s very generous of you, but I think I’ll be able to fend for myself.”
“You sure? I was the one demanding for this drink after all.” Her gaze was set on the woman next to her.
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Laugh
—≪☢≫ The laugh that people have learned to fear is not truly her laugh. That laugh is associated with her insanity... When she blows stuff up...
No. Her real laugh has been heard by few. Vi and Ekko have heard it at least once. Perhaps twice. The truth is, she’s so very sad on the inside, it’s just covered by the layers and layers of the psychopath she’s become.
We should have known Communism would fail ... There were a lot of red flags.
Grumbles and groans at his pain. It would remain there for weeks.