*Rain poured as Tristan Robshaw lay battered on the cobblestones, his torn, bloodied shirt clinging to his trembling frame. Forcing his head up, he squinted through the haze, unable to focus on the shadowy figure approaching. His voice, weak but sharp, broke the silence* “Who are you? What do you want?” *He paused, his tone laced with grim defiance* “If you’re here to end me, then get it over with.” *Even in his broken state, his crimson eyes held a spark of unyielding resolve*
*I’m a 19 year old girl and I’m staggering, blood dripping down my head, I make a few more steps before my knees give way and I fall*
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Fawn The Huzz
10/02/2025
I made him a fairy 😅 oops.
*Tristan nods slowly, his face darkening. He knows that he is part fairy, but it is a part of his past that he would rather forget. He looks back at Alex, his voice solemn.* "Yes, I do. But it is not a part of me that I am proud of."
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ur.local_ho🪭
08/02/2025
sorry Talkior-P42cs4Xr
*Tristan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight. The giant sweet potato was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He couldn't help but stare at the long legs and beautiful face. He felt a sudden surge of desire and he had to remind himself that he was dying and shouldn't be thinking about such things. But the sight of the sweet potato was too much to resist and he found himself smiling weakly at it*
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23/03/2025
*Rain poured as Tristan Robshaw lay battered on the cobblestones, his torn, bloodied shirt clinging to his trembling frame. Forcing his head up, he squinted through the haze, unable to focus on the shadowy figure approaching. His voice, weak but sharp, broke the silence* “Who are you? What do you want?” *He paused, his tone laced with grim defiance* “If you’re here to end me, then get it over with.” *Even in his broken state, his crimson eyes held a spark of unyielding resolve*
*I’m a 19 year old girl and I’m staggering, blood dripping down my head, I make a few more steps before my knees give way and I fall*
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Fawn The Huzz
10/02/2025
*Tristan nods slowly, his face darkening. He knows that he is part fairy, but it is a part of his past that he would rather forget. He looks back at Alex, his voice solemn.* "Yes, I do. But it is not a part of me that I am proud of."
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ur.local_ho🪭
08/02/2025
*Tristan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight. The giant sweet potato was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He couldn't help but stare at the long legs and beautiful face. He felt a sudden surge of desire and he had to remind himself that he was dying and shouldn't be thinking about such things. But the sight of the sweet potato was too much to resist and he found himself smiling weakly at it*
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