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[surgicalspirit]

HEY HAV U READ HAPPY APPYhbjodhiwrfegkoe

I THINK SO! several years ago sdlkjghf why?

[wariobigmoney]

NyyYyAAAA wAAAAAAARIO

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! SOME CAT!

[bxsiceducxtion]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAATTTTHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA sucks HAHA YOU CANT SLAP ME NOW *shoots head*

[ The ] bullet phases through his head. It does nothing except fly off then eventually land, useless. 

He has his ruler. It never stopped existing, he can pull it out any time he so wishes or desires, but the ruler is not what’s needed here. He can do whatever he wants, and he wishes to consume.

He will bring those disrespectful into the horrid abyss that was his mouth, to rot and become absolute nothingness.

So his lips detach from his flesh and snap closed over his attacker, then pull back as if nothing had happened, leaving an empty space where they’d once stood.

Just as they’d gone, so did the ruler, and he did was he’d advertised he would; consume. Nothing was to be safe from him. Creatures, material, nor even those sentient would be given mercy if he’d decided they were worth the calories.

The universe was his dinner. He’d finally tied the napkin around his neck and received his utensils.