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Will presumably be a text only blog, but that may change if I find images I like.
..Wish there was actually something to bet 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩.
. . .
..that's worth it, anyway. "
..Wish there was actually something to bet 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩.
. . .
..that's worth it, anyway. "
Who’s the writer you most appreciate on this site and why?
' 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙.
..𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴. '
She sighs, shaking her head slightly.
' 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙.
..𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴. '
She sighs, shaking her head slightly.
[ She rolls her eyes. ]
" I'd call it 'a weird, freaky campfire story', but you do you. "
“It’s become so infamous to the point of having an album of it’s making.”
no lies here.
He stood up, looked at his disarmed shoulder and back to Sonic.
“Then again, there’s not alot of people who are stuck here. Alot of people aren’t stupid.”
[ She rolls her eyes. ]
" I'd call it 'a weird, freaky campfire story', but you do you. "
good for them ]
good for them ]
" 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘥! "
[ She descends to snickers, looking off and hiding her mouth behind her hand. ]
" (Sorry. Sorry. Had to.) "
" 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘥! "
[ She descends to snickers, looking off and hiding her mouth behind her hand. ]
" (Sorry. Sorry. Had to.) "
[ She shrugs. ]
[ She shrugs. ]
[ Grumble, grumble.. ]
" Don't get your hopes up, lady. "
“Too damn much.”
[ Grumble, grumble.. ]
" Don't get your hopes up, lady. "
[ The correction is quick, with a certain uncomfortableness to it. ]
" ..But.. yep. Real used to that freak.
Pretty sure 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 of us are, by now. "
[ The statement is punctuated with an eyeroll. ]
...but then he thinks for a second
"Wait, no... You're another one of bloody-eyes' victims, and he made you look like that?"
[ The correction is quick, with a certain uncomfortableness to it. ]
" ..But.. yep. Real used to that freak.
Pretty sure 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 of us are, by now. "
[ The statement is punctuated with an eyeroll. ]
[ She rolls her eyes, arms crossed. ]
[ She rolls her eyes, arms crossed. ]
[ She pauses, sucking in air through her teeth with a wince. ]
Well, hey, it'll grow back, right?
That's uh-
[ She shrugs. ]
How I try to think about it.
Just- Y'know. Don't focus on how you get there.
[ A single, approving nod. ]
Makes it, uh- Not 𝘧𝘶𝘯, but- Y'know. At least you get a little more of the breeze.
[ She pauses, sucking in air through her teeth with a wince. ]
Well, hey, it'll grow back, right?
That's uh-
[ She shrugs. ]
How I try to think about it.
Just- Y'know. Don't focus on how you get there.
[ A single, approving nod. ]
Makes it, uh- Not 𝘧𝘶𝘯, but- Y'know. At least you get a little more of the breeze.
[ A single, approving nod. ]
Makes it, uh- Not 𝘧𝘶𝘯, but- Y'know. At least you get a little more of the breeze.
[ She makes an explosion with her hands. ]
We've got one less freak on our asses!
[ She makes an explosion with her hands. ]
We've got one less freak on our asses!
[ Just a narrow-eyed stare. ]
..yeah.
I'd wanna stay away from that /freak/ too.
[ There is a conscious effort here to keep her distance, which she isn't really commenting on. ]
[ Just a narrow-eyed stare. ]
..yeah.
I'd wanna stay away from that /freak/ too.
[ There is a conscious effort here to keep her distance, which she isn't really commenting on. ]
What’s the most satisfying part of writing your current muse/s?
..After stepping out of range, of course. ]
[ . . .
She pinches the bridge of her snout, taking a sharp breath in. ]
Y'know what? 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦. Blow yourself up. Be my guest. Yeah.
..After stepping out of range, of course. ]
[ . . .
She pinches the bridge of her snout, taking a sharp breath in. ]
Y'know what? 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦. Blow yourself up. Be my guest. Yeah.
[ . . .
She pinches the bridge of her snout, taking a sharp breath in. ]
Y'know what? 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦. Blow yourself up. Be my guest. Yeah.
[ Judging by the amount of stomped out lines nearby, this isn't the first attempt. ]
[ Judging by the amount of stomped out lines nearby, this isn't the first attempt. ]