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Incorrect unholy massacre quotes
Dark: Ugh... It is the WORST being half melted.
Insomnia: Don't mention it.
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This is now gonna be a partial blod for my new au, Night Entities on New York Street AU, or NEONYS!
Honorable mentions
@scatter-box @radicalredrasp @unibeartoon @flowerguy4ever
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@scatter-box Oh crap I'm procrastinating on the fanfic, it's cool though.
Don't worry I will try to finish it (hopefully)
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Orion and the Dark Unholy Massacre AU fanfic!!!
DO NOT READ OF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH DISGUSTING SUBJECT MATTET
TW: cussing, self harm, violence and gore, body horror.
Chapter 1: Demented Beginnings
You are Orion, an eleven year old boy. Your mental health hasn't gotten any better since your friend, Dark last left. You're more paranoid than ever.
Your mom has tried to send you to therapy, but you just wouldn't budge. How can you live with the pain? Lie in despair in your bedroom and cry.
One faithful evening, you completely lose your cool. Your parents are concerned for your already deteriorating mental health. So, she forces you to go to a therapist. Even with your arguements, you decide to go anyway to do what's best for you.
The therapist tells you to describe the kind of thoughts you have while in this mental state.
You describe it as... brutal thoughts of murder. Like, grabbing a kitchen knife and stabbing yourself with it, out of pent up frustration, or committing suicide.
The therapist tells you to take medication.
"Okay," you mutter, lost in thought.
You go home, hoping no fucked up things would happen to you. You prepare for bed, only to feel off. You feel sick to your stomach.
"Fuck. My stomach hurts like crap," you groan. Maybe it was the meds you took.
You ignore it, and head to bed. Hours later, you feel uneasy, so you wake up. Nothing is there, but it seems like there is.
"What the hell?" you mumble, barely awake. Suddenly, you feel a cold touch on your shoulder. Again, nothing is there.
You shrug it off like nothing ever happened. And there it was, Dark. Half of him was melted off.
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Real :D
This should be an inspirational quote ngl
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WELCOME TO THE UNHOLY MASSACRE AU BLOG!
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IT'S ALSO AN ASK BLOG!!!
DNI IF YOU'RE NSFW OR RUDE
@oxsillyxo @sargeant-glaishur @radicalredrasp @unibeartoon
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