The speed limit was 35 MPH. Multiply this by the number three and you'll have the speed of the rocketing, blackhearted impala.
BANDAGING BLEEDING WOUNDS WITH FRANKLIN'S AND WASHINGTON'S SNEERING FACE!
Roadkill Charlie blasted his way through the residential neighborhoods. Loud music spilled out of his open windows.
YOU'LL READ MY STORY IN PURGATORY!
A mother of a bawling infant peered out from between the shutters a disgusted look on her exasperated face. "I just got him to sleep! Reckless kids! No respect or regard for anyone else. What is this world coming to? I sure hope Jimmy grows up to be better than that."
RUNAWAY FROM THE ADORING FANS! YOU'RE DEAD IN THEIR SEQUAL!
The speed limit was 35 MPH. Multiply this by the number three and you'll have the speed of the rocketing, blackhearted impala.
BANDAGING BLEEDING WOUNDS WITH FRANKLIN'S AND WASHINGTON'S SNEERING FACE!
Roadkill Charlie blasted his way through the residential neighborhoods. Loud music spilled out of his open windows.
YOU'LL READ MY STORY IN PURGATORY!
A mother of a bawling infant peered out from between the shutters a disgusted look on her exasperated face. "I just got him to sleep! Reckless kids! No respect or regard for anyone else. What is this world coming to? I sure hope Jimmy grows up to be better than that."
RUNAWAY FROM THE ADORING FANS! YOU'RE DEAD IN THEIR SEQUAL!
The speed limit was 35 MPH. Multiply this by the number three and you'll have the speed of the rocketing, blackhearted impala.
BANDAGING BLEEDING WOUNDS WITH FRANKLIN'S AND WASHINGTON'S SNEERING FACE!
Roadkill Charlie blasted his way through the residential neighborhoods. Loud music spilled out of his open windows.
YOU'LL READ MY STORY IN PURGATORY!
A mother of a bawling infant peered out from between the shutters a disgusted look on her exasperated face. "I just got him to sleep! Reckless kids! No respect or regard for anyone else. What is this world coming to? I sure hope Jimmy grows up to be better than that."
RUNAWAY FROM THE ADORING FANS! YOU'RE DEAD IN THEIR SEQUAL!
Iago watches the car, a grin on his face
He catches a glimpse of the spike studded face of Charlie as he shoots by like a bullet from the gun. He gives you a two fingered wave and his grin seems to be stretched a mile wide by the velocity of the car.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
Violence happens to be going for a walk across that very bridge, he's opened up the Waffle House, and since his manager is there he doesn't need to work as often. He senses their dark energy, but continues walking.
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'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
The Slink is not far away, heading to his den near the bridge
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
Violence happens to be going for a walk across that very bridge, he's opened up the Waffle House, and since his manager is there he doesn't need to work as often. He senses their dark energy, but continues walking.
Violence hears the faint tap tap tapping sound of the Mother following him across the bridge from beneath. He’s heard that in recent weeks, four people have, ‘fallen off,’ this bridge. Their bodies weren’t recovered, presumed to have sunken in the deep waters below.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
The Slink is not far away, heading to his den near the bridge
The slink hears the tap-tap-tapping of the mother following him. When he turns around, it’s not there. Occasionally, the noise stops, then randomly starts up again. It’s getting closer, and louder. There realistically isn’t anywhere for the mother to hide, considering it’s size, but it still does.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
Violence happens to be going for a walk across that very bridge, he's opened up the Waffle House, and since his manager is there he doesn't need to work as often. He senses their dark energy, but continues walking.
Violence hears the faint tap tap tapping sound of the Mother following him across the bridge from beneath. He’s heard that in recent weeks, four people have, ‘fallen off,’ this bridge. Their bodies weren’t recovered, presumed to have sunken in the deep waters below.
He begins to hum happily, the more violent the death, the more satisfied he is, he's aware of what may happen, but he knows he won't share the same fate "It's rude to follow someone when they aren't aware."
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'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
BURN THE STARS INTO BLEEDING HEARTS! TELL ME WHEN THE GAME STARTS!
A dust cloud can be seen farther down the road. Then the rocketing impala is shooting towards the bridge, its pounding engine sounds like a monstrous heartbeat. And then the bridge is quaking under the reckless roar of the car as it blasts over the top.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
Violence happens to be going for a walk across that very bridge, he's opened up the Waffle House, and since his manager is there he doesn't need to work as often. He senses their dark energy, but continues walking.
Violence hears the faint tap tap tapping sound of the Mother following him across the bridge from beneath. He’s heard that in recent weeks, four people have, ‘fallen off,’ this bridge. Their bodies weren’t recovered, presumed to have sunken in the deep waters below.
He begins to hum happily, the more violent the death, the more satisfied he is, he's aware of what may happen, but he knows he won't share the same fate "It's rude to follow someone when they aren't aware."
“Well, darling, I’m not trying particularly hard to conceal my presence.” It says, getting closer.
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The speed limit was 35 MPH. Multiply this by the number three and you'll have the speed of the rocketing, blackhearted impala.
BANDAGING BLEEDING WOUNDS WITH FRANKLIN'S AND WASHINGTON'S SNEERING FACE!
Roadkill Charlie blasted his way through the residential neighborhoods. Loud music spilled out of his open windows.
YOU'LL READ MY STORY IN PURGATORY!
A mother of a bawling infant peered out from between the shutters a disgusted look on her exasperated face. "I just got him to sleep! Reckless kids! No respect or regard for anyone else. What is this world coming to? I sure hope Jimmy grows up to be better than that."
RUNAWAY FROM THE ADORING FANS! YOU'RE DEAD IN THEIR SEQUAL!
They suddenly stop as they hit the presence itself, the straw man Violence smiling down at them, "What a wonderful attempt at running."
He's on the forums, looking for anything on Nightmares, writing in his notebook anything he finds.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Iago watches the car, a grin on his face
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'Hey, what ya want?'
'Hey there, can't help but noticing what you're looking at. You a seasoned paranormalist or something?'
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"Why were you running away?" He ignores the question.
He's startled someone's talking to him, turning to them, his eyes seeming intense behind his glasses "Yeah, why? Nightmares could be anywhere."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
'I don't like being seen. And how do I know you're not with the people trying to kill me?'
'That's what I'm beginning to learn'
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"Because if I was trying to kill you, you wouldn't have felt me coming." He says calmly, keeping his smile.
"Are you a starting paranormalist?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He catches a glimpse of the spike studded face of Charlie as he shoots by like a bullet from the gun. He gives you a two fingered wave and his grin seems to be stretched a mile wide by the velocity of the car.
The mother of puppets has been lurking beneath red Wednesday bridge, a perfect hunting spot of theirs. The top of it is lined with thin webbings, that will not only allow the Mother to sense passing cars but also to stop them in their tracks if it so wished, giving them enough time for the mother to strike.
'So what is it that you want then?'
'I suppose you could say that'
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Violence happens to be going for a walk across that very bridge, he's opened up the Waffle House, and since his manager is there he doesn't need to work as often. He senses their dark energy, but continues walking.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The Slink is not far away, heading to his den near the bridge
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"I want to meet the famous new Nightmare around the town."
"What do you know?" He takes his notebook.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Violence hears the faint tap tap tapping sound of the Mother following him across the bridge from beneath. He’s heard that in recent weeks, four people have, ‘fallen off,’ this bridge. Their bodies weren’t recovered, presumed to have sunken in the deep waters below.
'Who's that? It had better not be me'
'I know there are nightmares. They are made of fear, and feed off it.'
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The slink hears the tap-tap-tapping of the mother following him. When he turns around, it’s not there. Occasionally, the noise stops, then randomly starts up again. It’s getting closer, and louder. There realistically isn’t anywhere for the mother to hide, considering it’s size, but it still does.
He begins to hum happily, the more violent the death, the more satisfied he is, he's aware of what may happen, but he knows he won't share the same fate "It's rude to follow someone when they aren't aware."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
BURN THE STARS INTO BLEEDING HEARTS! TELL ME WHEN THE GAME STARTS!
A dust cloud can be seen farther down the road. Then the rocketing impala is shooting towards the bridge, its pounding engine sounds like a monstrous heartbeat. And then the bridge is quaking under the reckless roar of the car as it blasts over the top.
"It certainly is, at least among the Nightmares."
He sighs, "I knew that already, maybe I can teach you some things then."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Well, darling, I’m not trying particularly hard to conceal my presence.” It says, getting closer.