I'D CRY KNOWING HOW MY TEARS FELT LIKE ACID BURNING THROUGH HER SKIN || UPDATE

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][size=8]He'd never been fond of killing other animals. Not because he really felt bad. He had way to much on his mind about himself to feel bad. More like, cross contamination of open wounds. Thats why he wasn't going to go close to the NPC he'd just indirectly killed. A lovely animal. A giant black bear. One moment, the black beast was wandering around looking for food, the next...their was a click. Turning gears, and then it was crushed. An anvil, right on it's skull.


    Though; of course...Antsy himself was still in hiding in his panic room. This was just another trap on the way to the room he'd bricked himself in. What was he doing in their one might ask.


    He'd been planning, trying to wrap his head around a way to get out of Exiles without having to get close enough to them to tell them he was leaving. AHA! As if he'd exchange any more words with them.


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