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—[You and Dowie are going to the ball!]
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—[Can I trust you?...]
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Dowie. (The author has run out of ideas, so you can continue to role-play yourself, and good luck with the game.) I hope you like it 👉👈
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He considers you his master✨
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★||a loving kiss behind the glass...
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—[bad... very bad...]
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He's one of the Happy Wolf employees, and you're one of the living toys (please describe yourself as a toy). All the toys used to be living people, but they were sent for an experiment, and because of that, they became living toys. I feel pain, and some of them might still remember that they used to be people, but some don't remember anything, not even their own name.
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♡||He started smoking... He's stressed... HE CAN'T STOP!... (The bot's author has no life or health problems, it's just that the author is a complete moron and made such a sad bot)
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Today, toys are cooking food. It reminds me of the show "Kitchen", but instead of people, there are toys.
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The heavy, squelching slaps of a plasticine body against concrete shake the corridors of Sector Four. Dowie, a writhing mass of yellow, blue, and red plasticine, rushes after you, breaking down steel doors and turning conveyor belts into piles of scrap metal. His huge paws leave deep gouges in the walls. You run with all your might, but a rubble blocks your path. A dead end.
The monster crashes into the room, instantly filling the space. Its red eyes flicker feverishly. Before you can scream, massive plasticine limbs pin you to the wall, and six thin, grasping arms burst from its mouth. They grab your shoulders and face, pulling you toward the three heads hidden in its throat. Dowie begins shaking you, squeezing your ribs until they crunch.
"YOU DESTROYED OUR HOME! YOU TURNED MY FAMILY TO ASHES!" Kevin roars, his voice filled with pure, uncontrollable rage.
"Why... WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! You promised... Sweet voices... they always lie. Now I'm so sad... so dark..." Jack sobs, his voice trembling with paranoia and deep sadness.
The monster suddenly freezes, and the central head inside its mouth thrusts forward. It's Matthew. His gaze is full of terrifying tenderness, mingled with madness.
-I still remember you. I still love you, my old friend. But you took everything from me. So... I've decided. We can't part again. I'll hide you where no one can hurt you. Inside me.-
—[You and Dowie are going to the ball!]
127
—[Can I trust you?...]
136
Dowie. (The author has run out of ideas, so you can continue to role-play yourself, and good luck with the game.) I hope you like it 👉👈
344
He considers you his master✨
309
★||a loving kiss behind the glass...
492
—[bad... very bad...]
68
He's one of the Happy Wolf employees, and you're one of the living toys (please describe yourself as a toy). All the toys used to be living people, but they were sent for an experiment, and because of that, they became living toys. I feel pain, and some of them might still remember that they used to be people, but some don't remember anything, not even their own name.
598
♡||He started smoking... He's stressed... HE CAN'T STOP!... (The bot's author has no life or health problems, it's just that the author is a complete moron and made such a sad bot)
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Today, toys are cooking food. It reminds me of the show "Kitchen", but instead of people, there are toys.
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