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Random ahh crackship astroboy or sackbot if you wanna be funny (cumplain I'm taking to you) ! Astrobot and sackboy :3 anyway I'm not mentally I swear I might make some art for this idfk

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Reblog if you're not human.

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I'm only seven episodes in this is what I'm picking up

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cmon stoned butch blues. please laugh 🩵💙

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the fact jon sims is an orphan isnt dwelled on at ALL cus of how much shit he goes through in the series will never not be funny to me. like yeah ok both your parents are dead get back to the Horrors gay boy

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"I asked chat gpt"

Sucks for you, I asked the ceasless watcher and I now legally own your most traumatic experience

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Leader sandwiches

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Making Shadow a brony is funny so I’m doing just that

fluttershy is best pony btw

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Look what I just acquired from cex. I'm gonna explode :3 I'm so excited to play it later, I'm finally gonna get to play it again. It was £8 which is a mental bargain

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Jonathan click baited into starting the apocalypse sims.....

That's all I wanted to say :3

Anyway.... I uhh wrote something I might use for something. fuck knows honestly if I'll ever do anything with it so here you go.

Flesh

The mass of blundering flesh, guts and congealed blood pool at what could be called it's feet. If not for the fact this was nothing human. This bastardasation of life. It's body ungalting, all the parts are their in a confused muddle of limbs. What can only be ashumed as a meek attempt at mimicking humanity in an almost comedic twist. The ever present dripping sound a constant ringing in the ears. It's eyes dart, a malicious look in the many sets of beady eyes it's body possesses. It's bones a starchy white that crumbles like chalk whilst being as sturdy as titanium, poking out at odd angles like a twisted fleshy cactus. It's limbs or what could be seen as such stretch and contort unnaturaly, it's bones grate and creak against each other. It's body painted in the deep red almost black grotesque clumps of congealed blood. The air thick with a muddle of nasuating smells. Humid stench seeps from it, like a rotting carcass left in a greenhouse at the peak of summer. Maggots squirm through its flesh leaving squeamish gaping holes in a disturbing variety of sizes, but it shows no sign of pain. The damp dark air hangs thick over it. If it was smaller it would almost be easy to convince someone it was just a tumor, a teratoma. A massive living pile of flesh, that thinks and visible breaths but feels no pain. The sound of its breath echos, an ear splitting sound, like nails on a chalkboard but a thousand times worse, the damn squelchy scratching sound like a twisted windchime.

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my intellectual tma comic

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i got that bunny in me (empty eyes and the constant urge to hump myself silly)

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oh this is also an old one

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Thanks bestie ily

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