welcome to the black parade ;; meeting 1/25/23

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blood of fallen soul
mayor of ghastly ranch
"heartless monster"
penned by cobra

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LASH YOUR TONGUE OF BANE - ꧂

    they were pissed and it showed in their stiff form. paws carrying them through the territory to finally take a look at the damage from the storm. the rain had left the mayor sick and weak. something they were still bitter over. as such, they were on a patrol for a moment before the idea struck them. perhaps it was best to remind the others that they were not dead. that they still ruled this group with an iron paw.

so, they turned and headed back. leaping onto the meeting place and letting out a bellowing roar. a summons to the group that would call to them. blood of fallen soul was back and it was time to kick this group into action. tail lashing as they waited. gaze cold as always. the lion was ready to get life back in motion. as they should be.

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꧁ - CARRY ME TO NOWHERE

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