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age: 19 or something idk pronouns and gender: she's one of those damn cis ppl zodiac sign: idk ur the same as my brother romantic status: gay as hell 4 M eye color: probably gray or something you never told me hobbies: being gay and uuuuhhhh hell and ur gotdamn introverted favorite season: fuck
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feel my leg you FUCKO
PISS OFF, FEEL YOUR OWN DAMN LEG.
“U-uhm, i’m sorry i think you might have confused m-me with someone else,,,”
Vore my ass *wiggles eyebrows*
He does not understand these words.
He does not care for the tone.
This one... this one is not important. The entity he recognizes, but it is a blank slate--useless.
Parting his jaws, the Glitch hisses, the teeth within his throat rattling against one another before he simply leaves to go find food.
what the fuck is this gremlin doing here
Apparently, trying to reach something in the kitchen that he is definitely not supposed to put in his mouth.
@unknown-pxppeteer The relatively new or the very well kept, gigantic library stood in the very middle of quiet and serene Zone 2. Inside, the Elsen just stood and remained silent. None had even touched a single book. They just stared and poorly pretended to be looking at the books. Good knowledge perfectly wasted. However their ignorance seemed understandable, as most of these bookshelves were fake and carved to look like the real ones, books and all. Perhaps it's because most elsen preferred to be busy instead of relaxing in utopia. The elderly puppeteer stood in front of one of the real bookshelf with a book in her hands. This time she was pulling this mission solo, converting the guardians into a better way of thinking was no easy task, but it was better than committing murder. However, she knew that the Batter would receive another puppeteer, and he would destroy and reset the world. So she decided that stopping would be the best option, and what better place to receive defeat than Zone 2. After all, escaping your purpose is impossible. The puppeteer held a old and broken monocle to her remaining eyes to aid her in reading. She was reading about the origins of the Zones, it was written by Japhet, who had astounding literary skills... For a bird. Nonetheless, it was quite the read, and it wasted a good amount of time, but not in a bad way though.
