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    1. FoxFireOfDawn 12 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current My goal is to get to the point where me using emojis that don't match with the text is recognized as normal
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7 yrs ago
What's poppin n'yall it's been over two years but I'm back babeyy!!!
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Bio

I'm back after at least two years!! Hooray!!!
I'm also a gay guy now, so that's cool. I still like creating new characters to screw around with, so if I ever get back into the swing of things, then maybe I'll use them. Considering I still need to finish college though, don't count on it.

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After hearing Jane, Crow went down to get some food. After doing so, she sat on the sofa while Trickster just stared at her plate. Crow soon caught on and gave her a meatball, which Trickster happily ate. She shifted to lie under Crow's legs after she ate it. "It's good." They both said in between chewing.
...I feel relieved now.
Turning 13 this month.
Whew. ^-^''
Trickster's purring got slightly louder when Jane petted her and she soon woke up, looked at the sofa to see if Crow was there and smiled when she didn't see her. "I think I pissed Crow off. I was only having fun...But I did break some of her things." She mumbled, getting up to stretch and yawn. She then sat there, watching the TV.
Mine is just ice shards.
Plain and simple-ish.
I don't know about you, but I woke up at 2pm.
To avoid waiting for everyone. Because I'm in England.
Damn you Time-zones!
D:<
(I think her number is 666-Z0, by the way.)

Trickster by now was asleep, making a quiet purr and sometimes shifting slightly. Crow was now lying down of the sofa, just mumbling to herself. She soon went upstairs to her room to sharpen her scythe, not bothering to say anything.
I just realized that Trickster is basically SCP 682, but without the regeneration ability.
:3
...Well.
A large thumping could be heard upstairs as Trickster practically catapulted herself down the stairs. Crow soon followed down, slightly annoyed. "That was fun~" Trickster chimed as she laughed, but it was stopped when Crow slapped her rather hard. Trickster then sulked and lay down in front of the TV, curled up on the floor. "Morning, everyone." Crow said, sitting down on the sofa and sighing.
31 for Crow, 35 for Trickster.
Trickster's is in a hider, though.
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