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.
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pochita's Lab
Information
- pochita has 2035 creatures
- Joined at 4:03 am, 24/08/2020
- Previously known as nilihism
Achievements
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 | to those who fight for naught | |
|---|---|---|
 | DREAM NO MORE | |
 | irontoothed vengeance | |
 | just one last moment please | |
 | i was wrong, love's a con | |
 | the great war of alicia online | |
 | entangled comets tails | |
 | blame myself among the ashes | |
 | the melancholy of angels | |
 | ii. my queen - o, my queen | |
 | ii. see right through u anyhow | |
 | ii. my dearly beloathed | |
 | ii. a frosty paradise | |
 | thriving ivory | |
 | pick a struggle | |
 | a scale from cringe to based | |
 | against all odds we survived | |
 | let the storms howl | |
 | a place of lost dreams | |
 | to die without scars | |
 | sharp tongues slicing the dark | |
 | my kingdom for desire | |
 | fires breathe in reverse | |
 | painting rooms with agony | |
 | the beast you made of me | |
 | flurry of frosted fangs | |
 | shall swallow the world whole | |
 | pray for its soul | |
 | tear apart the skies | |
 | rend the clouds asunder | |
 | in a paradise unseen | |
 | heaven only knows what i found | |
 | talents one does not possess | |
 | burned but not buried | |
 | indifference in cruelty | |
 | they just wanna set it on fire | |
 | they just want it all to burn | |
 | saddle me with your blame | |
 | stranded knee-deep in sand | |
 | wings bound in opal | |
 | eats the tongues of kings | |
 | born out of gravity and force | |
 | fortnite dance | |
 | stars ignite - flame from dust | |
 | wish i never let you love me | |
 | fingertips against my frame | |
 | and the rest was to get over you | |
 | you're my favorite weakness | |
 | partial to the night sky | |
 | may they fear our gold horizon |
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