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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Guys young me was so smart When i was like 7 I didnt believe scissors could cut hair (Yes i had gotten multiple haircuts before this and had bangs aswell so i really have no idea where this belief came from) So i took some scissors And a tiny piece of my hair And cut it Like 3 inches shorter And i was like 'oh, huh' And then apparently i put the scissors back and moved on with my life bc i told my mom this story the other day and she has no memory of it XD
Idk if this'll be as weird to you guys as it is to me- But think ab it for a sec Each word has a meaning connected to it right? And we can understand those meanings instantly Well what about names Your name is literally a word that means you Idk it seemed kinda crazy when i thought ab it for the first time
i have some good news today :) im feeling way better than yesterday, and have actually been able to eat a little my spanish teacher said its okay if i dont do my presentation on the day its scheduled and my grandpa gets out of the hospital today :) thank you all for your prayers <3
Had a flurry of dreams last night :P : Was stuck inside during a snow storm with a bunch of pumpkins : Was playing "Farming Sim" irl, and was getting land for free from a "glitch" : A giant ancient tree, that had radiation was cut down : Was using a futuristic map to buy property of an entire city
I used to keep my toothbrush in the bathroom with everyone else's, but after i started seeing other peoples toothpaste spittle on my brush for so many days in a row i couldn't take it anymore.
Maybe i'm a germaphobe, but there are few things that give me more anxiety than putting something in my mouth that was on someone else.
Recently, over the last few months I started hiding my toothbrush in my bedroom to keep it safe when i'm not using it.
This worked fine until my brother got sick a few days ago and i had to bring it out of the room or risk not being able to brush my teeth for the next few days. I slept downstairs for a few days, and at school today my dad deflated the mattress and moved my stuff. I asked where my toothbrush was and he said it was on the dining room table.
It was up against the home phone. The single most held and least cleaned object in the house. My dad justified this by saying "it was on the floor" When I knew that was a lie because i had specifically placed it above my retainer bowl, not the floor.
should have said "your performace" the idea being that wearing the skin would lead others to think they were you and the wearer[s] would then benefit from you rreputaion