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started playing Pokemon Unbound and was ecstatic to see Gible is one of the starters.

Her name is Gabby and she has no brain 💙

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why would you hide this in the tags. this is peak

peak malewife duo dynamic is just guy who owns the house and the little freeloader who takes apart his kitchen appliances

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peak malewife duo dynamic is just guy who owns the house and the little freeloader who takes apart his kitchen appliances

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long horse

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thwarted by gay handcuffs

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what's your fav colour

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had a hilarious thought

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htbag Phil no context

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It's all you.

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more realm bullshit because AAAAAAAAAAAA

The memory of Sneeg's transformation was still fresh in Aimsey's mind even weeks after the event. He stood in front of the marble statues Ros had been working on, admiring the progress she had made. Through the glory of the evening sun casting golden beams and harsh shadows upon the chiseled forms of Yellow Faction's members, Aimsey couldn't help but think back upon Sneeg's last moments.

They could feel him, he was distant but still there. When they found him he was a riddled mess of who he used to be, stumbling around the ancient city, begging, screaming for his snail to appear. He couldn't see, he didn't know where he was, he thought he was still in Yellow Castle, a place that had long-since been blown to ruin. Aimsey had tried to make the curing process quick. Painful, but easy, with an arrow to the open skulk-infested chest, right through Sneeg's heart.

Crinkle had gotten in the way. He'd tried to stop Aimsey, to block them.

Now, Aimsey knew why.

Crinkle must have known what would have happened, known it was much too late to save Yellow's blacksmith.

As that arrow pierced Sneeg's glowing heart, he let out an inhuman screech, a bellow indicative of a warden. And then came the sound of breaking bone. Aimsey and Ros both watched in horror as Sneeg's body elongated, contorted into something unnatural and inhuman. Not that Sneeg was still human these days. The creaking and snapping of bones echoed around the four of them, as they rearranged themselves inside his body. As some of them began to jut out and become visible on the outside. As the glowing heart pulsated and beat ferociously inside the gaping hole in his chest.

And all the while, Aimsey could feel him slipping, feel that he was slowly loosing whatever shattered bits of himself were left. This thing was no longer Sneeg.

Aimsey remembers when he felt Sneeg finally slip away for good. They remember the overwhelming sense of dread and the deep echo of his rage filled screams to "GET OUT". They were out of time. Perhaps they had been for a long while now.

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thinking about the parallels between tr!sneeg accidentally killing tr!ros at the ball and then intentionally killing her after he turned into a warden

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LMFAO HIS FACE IM SCREAMING

Drew your guy :]

And some other guy who is that guy why is he blue and small and smelly hmm

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All of the artfight attacks i've done so far!!

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switched halfway through working on an attack and i couldn't figure out the host's art style so now I'm mad

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why hello there. have a doodle

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Moon do you smell

-Leon

no. you smell.