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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 | present danger to my health | |
|---|---|---|
 | made of styrofoam | |
 | pummeling metal-rain | |
 | can you handle me the way you are | |
 | that awful. startling beauty | |
 | granite eyes track you as you approach | |
 | green and gold glory | |
 | GO TO BED ON TIME | |
 | are you still doing the right thing | |
 | gave you so much for you to act like a martyr | |
 | relative sense of permanence | |
 | ii. it's leg day. happy leg day! | |
 | ii. all the wrong meanings | |
 | ii. refuge in an angel's throat | |
 | i resolved to starve you of me | |
 | where do i end and you begin | |
 | longing and pining | |
 | she might have called it redemption | |
 | it's a blessing -- to me, it's a lesson | |
 | it's not a happy ending. | |
 | that's not constructive criticism | |
 | even my guts hate me | |
 | i'll regret you someday | |
 | i read the dictionary for FUN | |
 | walks around. barks. walks more. barks. | |
 | too loved for their own good | |
 | delusions of you and only you | |
 | welcome to heartbreak haven | |
 | low-poly transparent haze | |
 | the standards to which you can hold me | |
 | no shame in your moonlight | |
 | six in the morning and my day's barely over | |
 | long nights -- dark eyes | |
 | time is just a memory of our sins | |
 | by the fire, i'll follow you down | |
 | always burning. always dark. | |
 | oh how your gaze cuts deep | |
 | was forced to eat cement when they were six | |
 | not very good at being human | |
 | just give me a minute to expain | |
 | glamrocking the coastguard | |
 | I'M SENDING YOU TO MY LOW | |
 | stray tastes of moonsugar | |
 | welcome to your postreality | |
 | the truth is a roof you can bend | |
 | hello again | |
 | play a lil more if you can take it | |
 | a little sweeter if you please | |
 | glass coffin | |
 | an angel no one deserved |
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