x.T i c k l e. Me Elmo

[Bond]

M o n o c o
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{{Strutting his stuff}}

x.The sun was about to set on this ungreatful scenary, but Monoco could careless, he was dwelling wiht death, as he lerked about the hell like lands of Rhinestone Slope. He could feel the geo below him crunch, and crack below his daggers, but he took the chance, and continued, the sound effect of breaking ground only gettin more obvious. His mind stayed only on the negative side, he was never thinking of things being special or fantastic, he was always thinking about dease, and pain, as thats all he gave, and felt. Monoco was a pure bred dark, he had no mercey for anyone, even himself. Still dancing with satan, he prowled over the comfromation, coming torwards a ledge where he glanced over, and his opticals lined up with the his rocky faint below, he had a strange feeling today was a different day, a day when things would be changing. How... he didn't know. Time would tell.

[Hyde™]

Thanks for the memories

Collaborations were created by slender pillars that held her lithe form erect. Golden rimed opticals scanned over the perishing terrain because of Jack Frost's bitter touch. Auditives pivited slowly upon her dial, listening any stanza coming her way. But naught was heard, only the crunching of the ivory fluff under pad as her ingress continued deeper into the realm of unknown.

Even though they weren't so great

[Bond]

x.Once looking down opticals darted to an alabaster figure which apeared behind him. His visonaries narrowed into slits, as he scanned the minx over, not liking that she didn't announce her presence, but ohh well. A breath of carbon rushed through his nasal passages, as he sighed boredly, then his auds flicked forth, wondering what the vagamore may speak of, as he wasn't gonna talk first.