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write me a story about someone who never gets home again
Category Story / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 67px
File Size 516 B
It's speaks in a lazy drawl, rather laconic, unconcerned in truth about what happens next. Why? It has no beliefs. There are no concerns, just Raccoon City, a blasted blood soaked ruin whose crumbling sky scrapers stab a sullen sky like spikes, crawling with zombies and shrouded in the reek of burning gasoline and dead bodies.
It can't write that, though some have tried to get it to I suppose.
And...it's not that vampires aren't reflected in mirrors. They refuse to behold them. Is it any wonder why?
It can't write that, though some have tried to get it to I suppose.
And...it's not that vampires aren't reflected in mirrors. They refuse to behold them. Is it any wonder why?
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