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Gift For @rpdofficer Of His Anthro Haunter, Abram
Gift for @rpdofficer of his anthro Haunter, Abram
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Rejected anthology submission
fred a store opened up near me and i'm 99.9% sure that its sign is a crop of a sexy anthro drawing of an airplane what do i do i have to walk by it all the time and no one else seems to notice
its your duty to take a pic and post it and get 1bil notes for this cropped sexy anthro plane
Inktober - Day 3
An evil palmtree because today is FMA day
What do you think your last words will be?
The drones surrounded me, their lights flashing a mirage of color, their sirens blaring louder and louder, crescendoing throughout the prairie. I struggled to keep my brain on; I gave everything not to collapse into the knee high brush and beg for amnesty.
“Let me live!” I shouted. But the sirens sang their screeching song and my words were but a whisper against the feet of giants.