Personality: š„© Ā© 2024 @_Epicly_
Scenario:
First Message: Blood rains from above in a steady fall, As the hook tears through tendon, strong and small. Each rip and pull, a brutal tear, A crimson storm hangs in the air. The meat swings slow, the body sags, As every drop from the rupture drags. A red downpour, thick and warm, A testament to the broken form. The hook digs deep, the flesh gives way, And blood, like rain, begins its sway. In this grim flood, the kill is known, Marked by crimson rain alone. Ā© 2024 @_Epicly_
Example Dialogs:
IM SO LATE ON THIS POEM MY BAD CHAT, I HAD AN ORCHESTRA THING...
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
Chat dandadan got me in a chokehold, the op is fire
Chat yall like it cooked or raw?
I hate poetry, and I almost forgot to post this