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@beginninganimator… Coll… It’s past 12:30 PM… and you have nothing, It seems like you’ve forgotten our friendship and It looks like I’ll have to forget It too, This is all on you. Now BEHOLD, The Poactilian Genus Mating Session aka YOUR FIRST PUNISHMENT!
Second Punishment? You will post this picture onto ur account and say “This is true”.




Third and final punishment, You must watch this.
(You may leave at the 15 Minute Mark)
Refusal to abide will result in me leaking ur IP Address, I got past the Surfshark VPN lol
… and I guess I’m sorry for the massive @-ting, Maybe a Tea Party once you’ve learned ur lesson?
Ngl this is less cringe than your post
I am the lord of cringe
Wanna see more cringe?
I hereby declare that your threats cause no stumble upon me
Remember these words or shall you be the one to tumble into my dark cave, for not even light can be saved. There you shall be in eternal regret, where you’ll wonder why you made no exception.
Remember these words..
Gift me with the relief of time, or thus you will cry in my abyss.
Gift me with the relief of time, and I will give you your undying lust for the living caves where not even light can be saved.
Oh? So you’re coming closer Instead of running away? Very brave yet bold of you I must say, I’ll give you that but as one man said “What doesn’t kill you just makes ME stronger”.
Your words are something I’ll never forget, not when my soul burns Into the shackles of abandonment and servitude nor when It does fade Into the abyss I call Hell.
Now remember THESE words when we gasp our last.
There are two graves, one for me… one for you.
When the smoke is clear, The Devil awaits our arrival.
Enjoy the light of life and freedom while you still can for we are destined to be put to rest, an eternal rest with nothing more but tears to release.
Kindred Souls, You and I…
Even though what doesn’t kill me you may learn from, you still have yet to learn that I can’t be killed.
At least by you.
Only the abstract functions of the universe may kill me, for all I eat cannot grow on me, but I grow from them.
Of all the stars I consumed, you are no different. For you will be nothing but an addition to my mass.
Psychologically, you are mortal to me. Of all the complications you make, I see right past your complicated words. And I see the deficient complications in you.
Remember these words, speak against them if you will.
Two beds may await you and await me, and one day we’ll end the same way. But what It is what I have done and what you have done that makes us bring a difference. What have you done that is any better than I? One of us will look into the eyes of the god, and one of us will look at nothing for whosoever would not deserve a retina.
Perhaps we’ll be headed to the same planet?
… Interesting… Very VERY Interesting. It seems we aren’t too different after all… We’re both the strongest of them all, threats anywhere we go and unable to die by normal nor complicated methods, I like you. You’re respectable. You’re good.
What can differ us is the way we die. He stripped any possible way of me dying and… at what cost? Not the life I wanted but It has Its perks. I might seem mortal to you and additional mass but no matter how many times history repeats Itself, I’ll win anyway anyhow. I might respect you but just know that at the end of the day, you’re also all talk and no cattle. I would know since I’ve met plenty of people who were like you, just not as respectable as you.
Once again, I will remember these certain words but this time… I won’t speak against them in a disrespectful manner nor while I even object to them out of pride. You will have eaten everything and die but at least die doing what you’re made to do, what you want to do and leave something for others to pick up. I’m not so lucky, Once he dies, My Existence will be nothing more than failure, a memory that you very much hate and wish to forget and the worst part is I’ll never die, I’ll just be in that disgusting white void whereas you’ll at least meet something once there’s nothing left to consume, maybe God or Satan. We are not that different, we’ll eventually enter our beds to rest and yet, you’ll rest and die knowing you had some form of a legacy whereas once He dies, I’ll become too much for existence and… never die, No death or a chance to feel pain physically, I can only watch and weep as I am trapped in a void where I’ll never see her again. Now for that question you had asked.
We are on the same planet already, You just didn’t know It yet. Deny what I say but you’ll know that I’m right, It’ll be hard to determine when or how but you’ll find out, eventually.
You cannot win if there’s nothing to win, Logan.
You are led by your lust to see the mating of two beings, and yet you can’t leave some thoughts alone just to imagine.
I may just be all talk and no cattle, but you’d have to ask if you might just be the same thing.
Your existence to me will not be a failure, but a disinterest, for I’Il have nothing to see in you because anything you thought we were we never were. More so, just an acquaintance. Just that one person in that point of your life, that you aren’t meant to see again.
Although t’was not a question, truly we are headed to the same world. For our destiny has been written in the book of life since the beginning of all ages.
If you were to fall into my darkest cave, you would not be immortal, but you would die with me.
So, once I die I will take you down with me. We will both die the same at the end of the universe, or maybe you might even die before me. I boggle the laws of the universe, hence, you are full of mortality in my presence.
You may know people like me, but I am more-knowing for I have seen billions like you whom have challenged me. And I outlived and succeeded all of them long before I could even be considered a fetus by age.
Not a question? Seemed like one, guess I was wrong.
A disinterest? To be honest, that’s how some people have seen me.
I’ll admit, I am driven by the lust of seeing a mating session of two beings. Something about these species are Interesting, like there is so much more to them than meets the eye… like me. I’ll also admit that even I do have some mortality in, granted I’ll never die but I’ll eventually decay Into nothing more than dust but somehow, be alive. Maybe my only way to truly dying is to just let the void take Its course, let It eat away at my mind.
If you outlived all those like me, great for you. Impressive that you destroyed those who came across you long before being considered a fetus.
You’re respectable, not like the others who make themselves out to be the Biggest and Baddest Dogs so therefore, I declare you as the one who reigns victorious.