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babydolljax[OP]
27.02.2021 19:44
LinkSo as a child you had this doll named Ceramics. You gave him his own little personality and he was your best friends. Eventually, you grew up and out of that 'doll' phase and locked him away in a box. You felt bad, but you eventually forgot about your childhood friend. You're going to move houses and decided to check all your old stuff. You find the doll once more and decide to keep it. You pack up everything after several months and leave your old house behind. It had been about 2 years since you moved, and while it was a lot better than your last place, you felt something...missing. You shrug it off and just decide to head to bed for the day since it was already 11 pm. You wake up in some sort of jungle, covered and trapped in vines.
babydolljax[OP]
27.02.2021 19:45
LinkI promise this'll make sense
and by the way
you dirtminded people,
those are just vines aight
it'll only be sin if you want it to bed.
Thank you!
The man let out a gentle, tired groan as his eyes flickered open. At first he thought he was dreaming, till his hazy gaze grew more clear and his dazed mind started to focus and it started to feel much more real. He knit his brows and started squirming in the vines with a sneer, he looked around and muttered a few confused curses under his breath. The smaller man has darker skin and dusty, silver colored hair that fell into his faces. He had goat ears and what looked like black ram horns that curled around his ears and almost touched his cheeks. His blue eyes darted around, he was confused more than anything on how the hell he got to this place.
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