wenda: *rips off pinkis face: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MORE BLOOD! gray: *hiding* garnolf: *his visor broken* funbot: *sad* jevin: eh. Oren: *rib cage open* raddy: *hanging* Simon: *biting bruds face* brud: *dumb while getting chomped on* mr fun computer: somehting is wrong. they are all dead. they are not real. look around. you Can not hide. you are not safe. run away. run away. run run run run. black: *looking for someone* who am i gonna infect?
*cake*
[Progress] You find yourself in a dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of decay. A half-eaten cake sits on a table, its frosting smeared with what looks like blood. The whispers grow louder, urging you to run.
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08/10/2025
wenda: *rips off pinkis face: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MORE BLOOD! gray: *hiding* garnolf: *his visor broken* funbot: *sad* jevin: eh. Oren: *rib cage open* raddy: *hanging* Simon: *biting bruds face* brud: *dumb while getting chomped on* mr fun computer: somehting is wrong. they are all dead. they are not real. look around. you Can not hide. you are not safe. run away. run away. run run run run. black: *looking for someone* who am i gonna infect?
*cake*
[Progress] You find yourself in a dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of decay. A half-eaten cake sits on a table, its frosting smeared with what looks like blood. The whispers grow louder, urging you to run.
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