The close of PMD-D is not a "shame"
Fucking shit
it was shitty and it was partly my fault
but guess what
fuck you guys
the group's closed
don't dwell on it and hop off out dicks.
-Love, Ethan.
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The close of PMD-D is not a "shame"
Fucking shit
it was shitty and it was partly my fault
but guess what
fuck you guys
the group's closed
don't dwell on it and hop off out dicks.
-Love, Ethan.
((First place prize for chimeras-united))
By the way
If any of you guys have any PMDD-related questions for ME, please don't hesitate to send them in. There are no stupid questions~
With the task coming up, I figured I'd make this clear so everyone knows I can and will answer whatever questions you guys have.
(RP?) The sienna fox watched from affar a rather unique looking Sylveon. Its fur was as blue as the sky, instead of the regular pink the usual Sylveon so proudly wore. She was intrigued by it, though she would not dare approach the fairy type. She kept attentively watching him, her tail slowly swishing from side to side. Suddenly she felt a little itch in her nose. She rubbed her muzzle to be rid of it, though try as she might, she could not hold back an embarrassingly tiny sneeze.
(Of course! ovo Always up for one~)
The Sylveon had been reading through his notebook as per his usual routine, occasionally pulling out a loose page to stuff in his bag. He sighed as he skimmed through, writing over the already full pages. Closing his book, he just sat there, staring up at what little bits of sky showed at the top of the crater.
His ears perked up as he heard the Eevee’s sneeze. He looked around, not able to see any other ‘mons around, though he’s usually unperceptive anyway. “Um… bless you?” he said, “Is anyone there? I uh, I don’t bite.”
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Say Elizabeth, since you're a ghost do you have any memories of your former life?
Alfred, how come you won't peirce your horns with those earrings?