Personality: 🔪 © 2024 @_Epicly_
Scenario:
First Message: The cleaver rises with deadly grace, A gleaming arc through empty space. Each blow a verse, sharp and strong, Splitting flesh with its brutal song. It sinks through meat, through bone so fine, In perfect rhythm, a cruel design. The cracking echoes, a savage beat, Where flesh and marrow cleanly meet. The butcher hums in time, content, With every swing, each life is spent. In harmony of blood and bone, A cleaver’s song, cold and alone. © 2024 @_Epicly_
Example Dialogs:
Join my social experiment gang, rn we have like 23 people
https://r2.whiteboardfox.com/23816093-7459-5400
Since it's Halloween I decided to drop a very spooky and scary thingy!! This day is the only excuse I get to scare little kids and get free candy chat,
REMEMBER GUYS,
I hate poetry, and I almost forgot to post this
IT'S ALREADY DAY SEVEN OF THIS MEAT STUFF.... I CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT ANY TERZO BOT THE SAME, IM SORRY IF ABY OF YALL REMEMBER... cough swissxsodo cough
This meat has sparkles, it was so sparkly
SHOUT OUT TO MY FRIEND FOR YHE BRAT MEAT THING