08-14-2018, 08:11 PM
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ONISION M.F.
[W]iskerONISION M.F.
[div style="background-color:#806A71;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]Onision tensed when he heard a crowd draw near, relaxing when he felt Alexander pull at the cobwebs around his body. It wasn't hard for this to happen, he was extremely small after all, even for his age. Slim, stubby legs stuck out at all angles as he was released from his sticky bonds, wincing as herbs were pushed onto his wound. Soon, cobwebs were placed ontop, and he flinched slightly at the pressure. "I got caught in this fuckin' cobweb and ripped my piercing out on accident!" Onision grumbled loudly in response to Bastille and Hearteye's questions as to what happened to him. "We need to fuckin' clean this place up. Fuck these cobwebs." He cursed out the string of F-bombs that he of course had learned from his mother Suiteheart. She had a habit of cussing, but Onision specifically picked up on 'Fuck'.
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