02-21-2020, 10:08 PM
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CAUSTIC
Caustic's intro to this dimension was just as forceful, unwelcome, and annoying. He had debated the possibility of ending himself, just so that he didn't have to continue in this forsaken reality. It was too much and Caustic was too old for this. He desperately wished to return to his own world, so he could continue his experiment below in the ring. It was a great retirement plan, overall. Continually die and revive, perfecting his magnum opus each time.
The Pitt had been hard on him, though. The lack of food was getting to him, and Caustic had lost an uncomfortable amount of weight. His fur was beginning to tangle in knots, matting in awkward places around his belly. For now, he needed food, anything-
Footsteps. Caustic's green eyes scanned over the desert, locking onto a sheepdog, a cloud of gas releasing from his mouth in a heavy sigh.
"You have found yourself in the Pitt. I am Dr. Caustic."
The Pitt had been hard on him, though. The lack of food was getting to him, and Caustic had lost an uncomfortable amount of weight. His fur was beginning to tangle in knots, matting in awkward places around his belly. For now, he needed food, anything-
Footsteps. Caustic's green eyes scanned over the desert, locking onto a sheepdog, a cloud of gas releasing from his mouth in a heavy sigh.
"You have found yourself in the Pitt. I am Dr. Caustic."
[abbr=Dark Northwestern Wolf, 5 Years, gas leaks from his mouth and nose]TAGS[/abbr] • PLAYLIST • PENNED BY OWLIE
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