09-26-2023, 08:37 PM
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[div style="margin-bottom: 4px; height: auto; font-family: baskerville; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: black;"]NO CHANCE THAT I'LL BE OKAY
ACTIONS | "SPEAKING" | THINKING | TELEPATHY
The wolf stood shakily on his own feet, watching the siren intently as he did his best to try to focus on what was being mimed. Bandage? Why do I need to be bandaged? He thought, raising a paw to his face, feeling his own blood drip down and staining the earth below him.
Ah. That'd do it. Came the next thought, his silence seeming charged as he did his best to figure out what had happened to him already. Project's head was spinning and pounding, leaving him at a loss for words as he stared at the pool of droplets beneath him, taking deep breaths of the sweet air he wasn't yet accustomed to.
Ah. That'd do it. Came the next thought, his silence seeming charged as he did his best to figure out what had happened to him already. Project's head was spinning and pounding, leaving him at a loss for words as he stared at the pool of droplets beneath him, taking deep breaths of the sweet air he wasn't yet accustomed to.