Names I will respond to: Shadow, Lucy, Amaya Gender: Girl Age: Hah, nope Appearance: Here Height: About 5' 5" Where I live: The USA :)
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Amazing Fanart by my friends!
Fan-Description
This is by the fantastic storyteller, Angelonasher (go check out her other story here)
A silent figure stood still on the rocky hill. Her long hair blew in the chilly winds; half of it was the blackest black that absorbed all the dwindling light of the rising sun, and faded into a deep midnight blue. The right side of her tresses was a purplish ash-blond, desaturating towards the tips.
She scanned the horizon, the faint glow from her cat-like, midnight blue eye disappearing in the dark side of her face, but reflecting in the her right, icy blue eye and casting off a cold rim of light on her tan cheek. Her sharp eyes stopped on the other figure below her.
She quickly looked him over, her hand unconsciously tightening it's grip on the diamond pickaxe she held.Her lips broke out into a warm smile."Heya," she welcomed the newcomer, her icy stare relaxing. "Welcome to Pmc!"
Friendart
This is by my close friend and amazing artist, Trotelot!
Friendart
This was created by Angelonasher! Shes an amazing artist and friend!
I care about you. All of you. Everyone is worth my time. If you need someone to talk to, I'm quite available and absolutely willing So don't be scared of me :) I know I have a lot of subs and friends and whatever and that can be intimidating But I am a human just like you I have problems just like you So I just want to make the world a better place. :)
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Me: I got distracted by a rock and now I'm lost.
Trot: How did a rock distract you?
Me: idk-
Trot: Ah- probably the Enderman side of you then.
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Potato: Have a cookie. *Yeets cookie* Eat the cookie.
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Potato: ComEdY!
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Me: I'm so good at life lol
Trot: Yes you are, and I love you even though you walk into metal poles sometimes.
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Potato: WELCOME BACK TO NORMAL
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Potato: What do you want for Christmas?
Most kids: Toys!
Me: O l i v e s
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Potato: Anyone else trip over a shotgun lying on their floor? No? Just me?
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Trot: The spatula just broke-
Me: What-
Trot: I was just flipping a sandwich and it gave up on life-
Me: Wow, poor guy-
Trot: Yeah, I can fix him tho
Me: Oh gud, don't let him suicide himself-
Trot: There's hope with super-glue therapy
Me: Yeah, make sure he feels loved
Trot: Ofc, ofc
~Later~
Trot: We just had an entire conversation over the well-being of a spatula whom I have dubbed Stanley
Me: Yes we did and I am very proud of that
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Potato: It'S FiNe, i'Ll juSt tAlK tO sTraNGerS on The IntErnet iNstEad oF DoINg mY sChOol :D
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Trot: Flip the table, hands down, no argument.
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Potato: NO- GO SHOVE FOOD DOWN YOUR THROAT THIS INSTANT- Thats an order XD
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Me: Your voice is on upside-down-
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Potato: Not everyone can be winners, but everyone can be killers!
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Me: idk what to eat-
Potato: Food
Me: Nah I think I'll have some paper.
Potato: Dirt is good too.
Me: Yeah but I'm not going outside to get that.
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Potato: Stop rubbing off on me, its annoying.
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Me: Eating ice makes my stomach hurt-
Potato: Just existing makes your stomach hurt.
Me: . . .You're not wrong-
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Me: The dad almost died in a fire tho-
Trot: Whoops, my bad… that may have been my fault-
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Me: We'll be there in thirty seconds, Trot has a flamethrower.
Trot: This is a fact
Potato: I have a shotgun on my floor- I hit six skeet in a row, fear me-
Trot: Oooo- That'll make it a challenge for sure-
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My dad: Two capes is significantly hotter than no capes.
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~ℙ𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤~
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