pochita's lab
A deep breath is drawn as you approach the door in front of you. With a gentle push, the door glides open and you are welcomed into a space that seems uncharacteristic of a scientist-- soft, pastel colors adorn the area around you as you are greeted by a towering, white Senfina Krizo. The beast warbles at you before lazily lumbering off to it's resting place. As your eyes re-focus, you notice how cluttered of a workspace this is. It might be better to come back later.
Information
- pochita has 2051 creatures
- Joined on August 24th, 2020
Achievements
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a bell, eighteen amber beads | |
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a cry goodbye | |
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a plight of their prey is nothing to a hunter | |
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a reign incomplete | |
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a tremble in your heart | |
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and hardness became gentle | |
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and i am no longer afraid to die. | |
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beast of sinew and heartstrings | |
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BECAUSE YOU'RE A JINX | |
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burdened with the gift of prophecy | |
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charting dead stars on your skin | |
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chorus of gnashing teeth | |
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citrus fruit vibes | |
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conference-called to heaven | |
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divine punishment usually isn't my style | |
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dizzy in the head | |
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don't cry. you're perfect | |
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FOREVER AND ALWAYS | |
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fragile lights, shattered dreams | |
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getting lost in the curve of your spine | |
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go stupid go crazy | |
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godhood is not born, it is created | |
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heartaching | |
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hey yall guess who's back | |
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i hate you, please read me | |
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i hope your dreams are amazing | |
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i just really need to get well | |
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i put off naming for so long... regret | |
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i still hate us | |
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i wish i wish i wish you cared | |
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I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING | |
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in who's abscence shall you wit | |
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just to see you just to see you just to see y | |
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lamb for a ritual gone wrong | |
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let this be a lesson to all those you wronged | |
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lost prayers | |
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midnight city | |
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nothing but sharp words and sharper spears | |
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ou just to see you just to see you | |
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pepper-mint condition | |
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please let this memory rot | |
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PROGRESS REPORT, i am missing you to death | |
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put my life through a filter | |
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six grains of gravel, mounatins abound | |
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songs about people -- including myself | |
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sorry i split on you S2 | |
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stairsteps alight one by one | |
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struck exactly where she wanted | |
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thanks a lot for absolutely nothing | |
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the ... ari - thing. |