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Virulent Ink Sonny
releases a soft whisper from below, the ink-black liquid rippling as his voice reverberates through to the surface, "But if you did murder him, like badly, there would be no denying your strength..." huehuehue
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Staff Online (1):
Up to Snow Good Lyrik
Online (8):
Broken halo John Dulkir
Rebel without a Claus; Sunniva
Scrooge That; River
Christmas Mourning Harlow
Your chestnuts on an open fire; Rarasoh
Adurna
Cy, the Legend
Drifter Tomoko
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