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tubing S.S.Chaos (SSChaoss for namemc) from MCYT so they can report on the tubings. the tube news!
S.S. Chaos from MCYT got tubed!!!
"What are you?" the bald man asks the green worm
"Where's my wife!" the worm cries
"Cool! Me to!" The bald man smiles and leaves
Hi question what are your pronouns? Just cause I usually call people who I look up to or I think are cool miss/Mrs or Mr. Or if they’re NB  the secret third option either Colonel or general. But yeah, just curious about your pronouns and what to call you in the future. 
I don't really have perfered pronouns! I am gender apathetic (a literal couldn't care less, a type of non binary), so pronouns are just substitute words for my name and carry no weight in my mind.
You can't go wrong with they/them. I'm fine with she/her (but I use it at work, so it does give me a code switching vibe). And I call a lot of my characters he/him.
Long story short, eh, whatever
I'm not going to say any/all because to me that means something very specific that doesn't fit what I am
My pronouns are dealers choice. What ever is funner for the bit. Make it gay and you are correct
Working on some lore, figured I'd give you guys a snippet of my pre work monologs I love to make!
Chaos does not exist in the land of the dead
Chaos thrives in life, through the very act of being does Chaos come into self.
When a being passes, when the bodies go still. Chaos's final act is the scattering of bones. Once the body is laid to rest, peace will come. For death and Chaos are not friends. Like bickering siblings they get along.
Death has order. Once one falls into deaths ever comforting arms, death will hold and care for them.
Chaos is defined by the unknown. What comes after death is the greatest mystery to those still alive. But once you are there, Chaos has no place. Death will greet you as an old friend, while Chaos is all the things left unsaid by those breathing.