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cherish your life or whatever the fuck

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Things have been going just swimmingly with the new guy.

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Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.

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Wormiversary...

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AWOOOOOOOOOOOBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKWOOFWOOFBARKBARKBARKGRRRRRAAAUGGBARKBARKBARK

You'd think that the dogs would have learned their lesson about going into his territory after what happened to the last one...

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Idk who you is but you look cool so! What’s your favourite thing to do snake boy?

As of late, Simon's mostly been preoccupied with scratching himself against every unfortunate tree he can find. Who would have thought all these teeth would have been so goddamn itchy!?

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“And I thought that last Tyrant with was bad enough…”

The beast's attention was quickly caught by the sound of Rebecca's voice, glowing yellow eyes snapping towards her direction. The mutations from the serum had eliminated his ability to speak, so instead of one of his usual foul mouthed responses, the naga let out a loud, screeching hiss. His rattler, now decorated with a plethora of gnarled spikes, wagged around rapidly as he slammed his tail against the hard ground.

He was not here to play nice.

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[B L I G H T E V E N T S T A R T]

[ASKS OPEN]

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Oops it may have been a certain dog’s birthday a couple days ago… I might do a bigger drawing but uhh have a doodle in the meantime!

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So can you eat Blight Serum without getting affected?

Cause I guarantee you that Talbot will get the last laugh when you eat him or drink/inject too much of his stuff

"I don't know what the fuck was in that thing, but I ain't feelin' right after that..."

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((Apologies for bein so innactive lately, been in a bit of a creative slump and dealin with some irl stuff, but I do have somethin big cookin' for this blog that I think you all may enjoy! (: ))

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A haunting tale of sorrow Underneath the murky deep There's still a longing in those eyes It hasn't ceased to be

A mariner left to rot beneath the waves, brought back by the sweet embrace of fog. A haunting chill that fills the air, the rime of sea, a lonesome call;

Beware of lonely places.

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So instead of doing replies or anything I've been hyper fixated on fusing Kazan with other muses:

Simón from @punkrock-pitviper

Jake from @jakebark

Elf from @ask-the-dweets

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[Previous Post] @jakebark

A toothy grin found its way across Simon’s face as Jake stumbled. Something about watching the saboteur’s heart jump up into his throat at the realization that shit was about to hit the fan was just absolutely hilarious. Nothing beats watching someone get their just desserts after poking the bear without consequence for so long. 

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not, slick. Why don’t we take this somewhere private and maybe I’ll let you bum a smoke off me before I start tearin’ you limb from limb?”

Now that Jake was past the line of safety, Simon could get away with doing significantly more damage to the survivor. So instead of a gentle push like last time, the naga opted to give the survivor a solid whack to the back with the end of his tail. Sharp claws quickly found their way into the scruff of Jake’s coat, gripping it tightly as Simon escorted his new playmate deeper into the garden. Walls of topiary bushes and flowers offered a nice cover of privacy; the naga wasn’t exactly keen on having any surprise visitors right now. No, he wanted some quality time with Jake, and Jake alone.

“Got any more shit you wanna say before I start biting, sweetcheeks?”