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While you sleep in the deep,
it's your house they'll keep~
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(Taken Over by Embodiment of Eepiness)

Mun's age: 26 | Genderfluid Amoeba

Content Warning: Nsfw on TL (MDNI)

Penned by: http://LuMun

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𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇~?

𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑~?

#OCRP#MVRP#MDNI

𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌, 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒔~

𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖~
LuMun: I'm not dead, btw. I'm just on an incredibly low power mode, so-to-speak; my Social Battery is drained due to external factors, so my desire to write has been torched.
December 29, 2024 at 11:42 PM
LuMun: Y'all mutha fuckers and your waifu'd slimes-

You're all allowed to cuddle with Le'na.
December 29, 2024 at 3:56 PM
LuMun: Y'know, I /might/ watch too much anime.

230 titles finished in one year?

(Favorite show is incorrect; that's determined by how much you binged something, and I tricked it by marking every episode as watched so it'd stop recommending it. Whoops.)
December 23, 2024 at 3:38 PM
“Hello.”
December 20, 2024 at 4:03 PM
Me af
Pengu

So seeing as how I can’t really come up with any sort of actual post to make… Have a screaming Turtwig instead x3
December 20, 2024 at 8:42 AM
December 20, 2024 at 8:41 AM
<.<

Maybe-

She won't get crumbs in the books.
December 19, 2024 at 9:15 AM
Reposted by 𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ~ 🔴
December 18, 2024 at 10:56 AM
Yawn~

She's awake.
December 18, 2024 at 10:53 AM
LuMun: We love missing a work meeting because of health issues. Yay.

Fml, Migraines suck ass, and they need to stop making me pass out.
December 16, 2024 at 11:15 PM
...pooooke.

“Are you alive...?”
The Paladin would soon take a sharp breath. Collapse onto his arms, as he was trying to hold himself up.

It felt as if whatever chains that had a hold of his body and soul vanished.

He couldn't help but loudly cough a few times before slowly collapsing onto his side.

Planning to rest for a while.
“Mm. Wasn't simple. [Dnimelbeef].”

And-

Dispelled; and with no lingering penalties. What she used wasn't actually a spell (she doesn't know any), but rather an Utterance with a similar effect; Transcendent Message, Reverse.

She assigned Feeblemind as the Utterance Alias.
December 15, 2024 at 1:21 AM
“Mm. Time of day, yes.”

Good is subjective; she's neutral.
December 14, 2024 at 1:57 PM
“Mm. Wasn't simple. [Dnimelbeef].”

And-

Dispelled; and with no lingering penalties. What she used wasn't actually a spell (she doesn't know any), but rather an Utterance with a similar effect; Transcendent Message, Reverse.

She assigned Feeblemind as the Utterance Alias.
The Paladin would soon place a hand over his chest, gripping onto the leather of his jacket.

Violent shaking within his armor as if he was internally struggling before coming up short, soon collapsing onto his knees.

Heavy breaths escaped his helmet.
...casting Feeblemind to test that statement.
December 14, 2024 at 1:56 PM
“...Note to self; More careful speaking. Truespeech lacks tone. Mm...speaking difficult...world too fragile; malleable. It [bends] and [breaks] with ease.” Imagine how the lumberjack must've felt as every tree in the forest around the little book bent, before snapping and collapsing like the -
December 14, 2024 at 1:04 PM
...casting Feeblemind to test that statement.
Últa is a fairly simple man.
December 14, 2024 at 11:55 AM
“...mm...I want company; [Friend, come here].”

As if by compulsion, dear reader, you find yourself at the door of the coziest home possible; a warmth akin to safety emanating from the entrance.
December 14, 2024 at 10:57 AM
Reposted by 𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ~ 🔴
Note: Don't expect much; she's not hyperactive or anything even close.
December 14, 2024 at 2:29 AM
“[Wings.]” She'd point at her self, and a pair of raven-like wings would tear through the back of her gown.

“[Fl-] Hm...[Soar]?” Her wings would lift her into the air, raising her to eye height.

Fly was a word that has multiple meanings; those are dangerous, especially for others.
December 14, 2024 at 6:11 AM
“...cute.”

She assumes, anyways; people call children cute.

“...hm. [Grow More].”

Thankfully she pointed at the cake that now was crowing more cakes from it, otherwise there'd be a plethora of the Chao.
December 14, 2024 at 6:08 AM
“...bird?”
December 14, 2024 at 6:00 AM
December 14, 2024 at 5:59 AM
C a t c h

“Dragon-”

Mm...that's an Ancient Crystal Dragon that just roared in the distance-

“-cake.”

...and now that's not a Ancient Crystal Dragon in the distance-
December 14, 2024 at 5:59 AM
“...?”

She'd never get used to these 'greetings'; they made no sense to her. Alas, she'd copy what they did; wiggling her ears instead.
December 14, 2024 at 5:35 AM
She'll try out being 'expressive' soon.

She has a teacher (artist) coming tomorrow.
December 14, 2024 at 5:33 AM