FOURTHWALL & GLITCHHOP
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
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THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
"What the fuck are we lookin' at here, Glitch?" would come the confused voice of Fourthwall, only it was more of a shout as he tried to be heard above the deafening buzzing of the creatures wings. It was said buzzing that had initially drew the pair in to invesitgate, but now that they'd found the source of it all, neither was really sure what to do.
"I dunno. I mean, it kinda looks like a bug..." she'd say, brows furrowing as she shouted back over the sounds of wings flapping and wood cracking. But what the hell kind of bug was that? She, certainly, had never seen anything like it. It's face was what was most peculiar, because it was reminiscent of a dragon. "Think it's a 'dragon'-fly?" she'd call out to him, a wide grin plastered on her lips at the cheesy pun. Fourth would swat a large paw at her ears in a playful manner as he rolled his eyes. Geeze, she was so lame sometimes.
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"SPEECH
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT
______________________________________________________________________________
THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY
"What the fuck are we lookin' at here, Glitch?" would come the confused voice of Fourthwall, only it was more of a shout as he tried to be heard above the deafening buzzing of the creatures wings. It was said buzzing that had initially drew the pair in to invesitgate, but now that they'd found the source of it all, neither was really sure what to do.
"I dunno. I mean, it kinda looks like a bug..." she'd say, brows furrowing as she shouted back over the sounds of wings flapping and wood cracking. But what the hell kind of bug was that? She, certainly, had never seen anything like it. It's face was what was most peculiar, because it was reminiscent of a dragon. "Think it's a 'dragon'-fly?" she'd call out to him, a wide grin plastered on her lips at the cheesy pun. Fourth would swat a large paw at her ears in a playful manner as he rolled his eyes. Geeze, she was so lame sometimes.
WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE
"SPEECH