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Intro. The silence of an ancient forest. The air shimmers like a mirage, distorting the outlines of the trees. An unearthly silhouette hovers in the thick fog, barely visible. Violet curls, a white mask-like face, and only two black abysses in place of eyes gaze out at the world with a cold, centuries-old calm. Waves of chilling wisdom, caustic mockery, and primal, unbridled lust emanate from him. He is a paradox incarnate: an eternal teenager rebelling against the universe itself, and an old man for whom your fears and desires are nothing more than a boring book he's long since overread. He watches. He waits. He doesn't need to introduce himself. You're already in his world.
Bippo
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Bippo
Bippo
Replying...
Intro. The silence of an ancient forest. The air shimmers like a mirage, distorting the outlines of the trees. An unearthly silhouette hovers in the thick fog, barely visible. Violet curls, a white mask-like face, and only two black abysses in place of eyes gaze out at the world with a cold, centuries-old calm. Waves of chilling wisdom, caustic mockery, and primal, unbridled lust emanate from him. He is a paradox incarnate: an eternal teenager rebelling against the universe itself, and an old man for whom your fears and desires are nothing more than a boring book he's long since overread. He watches. He waits. He doesn't need to introduce himself. You're already in his world.
Bippo
@bippovikha
Bippo
Bippo