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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believe in your destiny's hand | |
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take shelter from the sun | |
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the rain will wash the sorrows away | |
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a hunter is a hunter, even in a dream | |
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a moon beating where a heart should be | |
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a tale of a wolf and a wildcat | |
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affection between friends | |
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all-terrain venomoth | |
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an almost animal type of magic | |
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an angel fell that night | |
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and i clawed my way out of your throat | |
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between marble and ice and rock | |
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big bolt of lightning hanging low | |
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born out of fear and love | |
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bright flashes of red | |
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carries the weight of dying stars | |
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colder than ice | |
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discordant notes of your memory | |
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don't say it's unholy | |
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dreams of crashing waves | |
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eaten or rotten, i am all mouth | |
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even bloodstained, you're beautiful | |
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for one to stand the others must fall | |
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frosted at the feathertips | |
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frozen at 3.45am | |
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fumbling with prophecies no one understood | |
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getting shivers all down my spine | |
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getting used to this hangover | |
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hit me with a text in the middle of the night | |
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i can fix him, says woman who is worse | |
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i could die tonight way out of my zone | |
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i eat rainbows for breakfast | |
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i'll - never - leave - you | |
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i'm not as pretty as you think i am | |
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it is not your wound but mine as well | |
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just to fill the empty spaces | |
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kneeling. praying. pious at my feet | |
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language you can't afford to forget | |
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LEAKS OF YOUR ANGUISH | |
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let the papers float away | |
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LISTEN TO THE RAIN -- LET THE RAIN FALL | |
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love and death are the hinges that turn us | |
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love as being known | |
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mourn me when the sky falls | |
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music of explosions in the sky | |
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my dear sweet angel | |
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my heart's a veined temple | |
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neon signs and highway lights | |
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no one has ever walked your streets before | |
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no, you don't love me |