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 2057 creatures
- Joined on August 24th, 2020
Achievements
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a place of lost dreams | |
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a scale from cringe to based | |
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against all odds we survived | |
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and the rest was to get over you | |
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been counting sheep in my wake | |
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blame myself among the ashes | |
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born out of gravity and force | |
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burned but not buried | |
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DREAM NO MORE | |
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eats the tongues of kings | |
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encores of malevolent desires | |
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entangled comets tails | |
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fingertips against my frame | |
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fires breathe in reverse | |
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flurry of frosted fangs | |
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fortnite dance | |
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halves of their former wholes | |
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heaven only knows what i found | |
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i was wrong, love's a con | |
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ii. a frosty paradise | |
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ii. my dearly beloathed | |
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ii. my queen - o, my queen | |
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ii. see right through u anyhow | |
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in a paradise unseen | |
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indifference in cruelty | |
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irontoothed vengeance | |
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just one last moment please | |
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let the storms howl | |
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may they fear our gold horizon | |
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my kingdom for desire | |
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painting rooms with agony | |
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partial to the night sky | |
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pick a struggle | |
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pray for its soul | |
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rend the clouds asunder | |
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saddle me with your blame | |
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shall swallow the world whole | |
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sharp tongues slicing the dark | |
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stars ignite - flame from dust | |
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stranded knee-deep in sand | |
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talents one does not possess | |
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tear apart the skies | |
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the beast you made of me | |
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the great war of alicia online | |
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the melancholy of angels | |
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they just wanna set it on fire | |
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they just want it all to burn | |
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things that shiver down spines | |
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thriving ivory | |
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to die without scars |