♨️⋆ SHADOW. ⋆♨️
@ultimatelife.bsky.social
Who do you fight when you don't know what you're fighting for?
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( PFP BY KORNART3 )
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( Quiet Down At Once, Hedgehog, )
April 19, 2025 at 3:55 PM
( Quiet Down At Once, Hedgehog, )
Shatter yourself
but i will keep you in mind for the next time the hedgehog upsets me. which will be soon.
April 9, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Shatter yourself
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[ If an Emerald could ever preen like a bird, she most certainly would right now. Absolutely full of herself from the high of 'creating' a life AND bossing Shadow around. ]
April 9, 2025 at 5:23 AM
[ If an Emerald could ever preen like a bird, she most certainly would right now. Absolutely full of herself from the high of 'creating' a life AND bossing Shadow around. ]
( Make /who/ do /what?/ 💢 )
April 9, 2025 at 4:36 AM
( Make /who/ do /what?/ 💢 )
( . . . )
( How much could there /possibly/ be to say about shovels...? 💭 )
( How much could there /possibly/ be to say about shovels...? 💭 )
April 8, 2025 at 12:04 AM
( . . . )
( How much could there /possibly/ be to say about shovels...? 💭 )
( How much could there /possibly/ be to say about shovels...? 💭 )
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Be sensitive, Viridis. He's obviously insecure about being bad at DOOM: ETERNAL
narrative is cooler, i think. you should be haunted by that. not doomed.
April 7, 2025 at 11:48 PM
Be sensitive, Viridis. He's obviously insecure about being bad at DOOM: ETERNAL
// shadoiw referring to himself as mortal feels wrong somehow but ioiiiiiiiiiiiiii dontg give a shit how about that what if I 1. wrote him basdly and 2. did not care
April 7, 2025 at 2:31 AM
// shadoiw referring to himself as mortal feels wrong somehow but ioiiiiiiiiiiiiii dontg give a shit how about that what if I 1. wrote him basdly and 2. did not care
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. . .
[ His nose turns upwards. ]
You wouldn't even /have/ 'pros' if we didn't /unlock/ them for you.
Don't forget where the 'chaos' in your title comes from.
[ His nose turns upwards. ]
You wouldn't even /have/ 'pros' if we didn't /unlock/ them for you.
Don't forget where the 'chaos' in your title comes from.
Yes, I do. Far too many.
The blue hedgehog is nearly as bad as you. Both of your cons seem to far outweigh your pros.
[ And yet, begrudgingly, if she had to choose, she'd choose Shadow. How annoying. ]
The blue hedgehog is nearly as bad as you. Both of your cons seem to far outweigh your pros.
[ And yet, begrudgingly, if she had to choose, she'd choose Shadow. How annoying. ]
Don't make me laugh.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
February 27, 2025 at 1:20 AM
. . .
[ His nose turns upwards. ]
You wouldn't even /have/ 'pros' if we didn't /unlock/ them for you.
Don't forget where the 'chaos' in your title comes from.
[ His nose turns upwards. ]
You wouldn't even /have/ 'pros' if we didn't /unlock/ them for you.
Don't forget where the 'chaos' in your title comes from.
Don't make me laugh.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
More like / glove / bound.
If you insist on keeping me, you could at the very least invest in nicer gloves. You'd think the 'Ultimate Lifeform' would have nicer things.
If you insist on keeping me, you could at the very least invest in nicer gloves. You'd think the 'Ultimate Lifeform' would have nicer things.
...Tch.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
February 27, 2025 at 12:24 AM
Don't make me laugh.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
Do you have /any/ idea how many hands you've traded?
The gloves are a necessity. I know for /certain/ the blue hedgehog doesn't wash.
...Tch.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
Would you prefer I show off a different finger? I'm certainly not above doing so.
I've already seen your new thumbs.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
February 26, 2025 at 11:59 PM
...Tch.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
Now that you're ground bound like the rest of us, I'd reckon there isn't much of /anything/ you're above.
I've already seen your new thumbs.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
shadow 👎
February 26, 2025 at 11:55 PM
I've already seen your new thumbs.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
You don't have to keep showing them to me.
@flyinthefreedom.bsky.social
A sharp exhale divides his gated lips for the first time in hours. Shadow had the tendency to lock himself away during their most toilsome efforts. The key that unlatched his obscurity always seemed to begin with a huff, or a grunt.
A sharp exhale divides his gated lips for the first time in hours. Shadow had the tendency to lock himself away during their most toilsome efforts. The key that unlatched his obscurity always seemed to begin with a huff, or a grunt.
December 7, 2024 at 9:20 AM
@flyinthefreedom.bsky.social
A sharp exhale divides his gated lips for the first time in hours. Shadow had the tendency to lock himself away during their most toilsome efforts. The key that unlatched his obscurity always seemed to begin with a huff, or a grunt.
A sharp exhale divides his gated lips for the first time in hours. Shadow had the tendency to lock himself away during their most toilsome efforts. The key that unlatched his obscurity always seemed to begin with a huff, or a grunt.