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Alright, you little cocksuckers. Eat your fucking dinner! || Rated M || #иo̸ιʀ

Dulvey, Louisiana
Joined December 2013
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"EAT UP, YOU PIECES OF SHIT!"
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𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 prepped by the all-caring Baker matriarch thoughtfully shared to recent addition to the family ( as per request by youngest daughter ); yet, constant refusal reverberated unpleasantly within makeshift chamber. Rusted utensil»
Replying to @DevilishVipera
Grinding bone , splintering veins beneath Baker matriarch’s thumb. Cranium twisting , * hound - prey alike , intending to tear the hearty chunk free. Ichor spurting , coating a feminine maw and other’s cheek.
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»'Tween them. How could a mold-infested corse perceive such sensation, after all. Her expression twisted into a loud displeasure afore a sharp slash through the air, followed by a fierceful dorsum strike to the brunette's cheek. Hard, yet dissatisfying.
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𝐇ow dare she reject the loving care from the Baker Matriarch —— how dare anyone refuse 𝙝͟𝙚͟𝙧 gift?! "𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 , 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐓.ᐟ"
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⠀ ⠀ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄. ⠀ ⠀
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Windpipe rattles in a serrated gurgle as gardening shears be pried from their central point ; folded blades saturated in am - algam of sanguine - obsidian ichor. Spurting wound hastily reknitting from received mar. 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂͟𝐔͟𝐍͟𝐓.
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐃͟𝐄͟𝐍͟𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐓. ⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ——— 𝐀͟𝐂͟𝐂͟𝐄͟𝐏͟𝐓͟ 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓. ⠀ ⠀
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Trachea open - cleaved courtesy of grime - marred keratin ——— Tissue not sliced , rather torn wi - th animalistic vigor ; * spurting vibrance o’er a wallpaper peeled - tile flooring surface. How unfla - ttering , prey’s death gurgle.
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ——— 𝐀͟𝐂͟𝐂͟𝐄͟𝐏͟𝐓͟ 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓. ⠀ ⠀
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⠀ 𝐈͟𝐂͟𝐇͟𝐎͟𝐑 pursues temple’s facial contouring ; vicious , repetitive bashing against the wallpaper’s peeling surface unhindered by the wave of agony —— erupt of starlight behind both eyelids. 𝐺𝐸𝑇 𝑂𝑈𝑇 , 𝐺𝐸𝑇 𝑂𝑈𝑇 , 𝐺𝐸𝑇 𝑂𝑈𝑇. ⠀
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"Now, where'd that girl get to?" Matriarch asked aloud 'self, wandering about—near and around the Old House; and an attempt to @ACunningVixen's last known whereabouts. A escapee. Much like any other ungrateful souls seem'd to be. Right, unholy hand gripped»
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»Lantern tight as ( in ) humanly possible—an assay to pry it would cause serious injury, or regrettable deaths. Night time—too cold, too quiet. In fact, 𝙩𝙤𝙤 silent. Marguerite, with the sliver of approval; but naught is to be done just yet 'til @ACunningVixen is found.
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She, aware of 𝘔𝘪𝘢's acts so imprudent, and she disliked it, greatly. ( Special ) guest had been too quiet as of late, and it is about time to shatter that silence into a thousand pieces. "We welcomed you as family, why can't you see that? Why can't you just accept it?"
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((hello, I'm alive. Also, reused avi by my good friend, @PeteWSewerGator ✨
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