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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 | black and red dress | |
|---|---|---|
 | star-shredded reality | |
 | ii. no choice but to accept it | |
 | ii. disturbed by competence | |
 | lips bitten and tongues tied | |
 | no words can describe it | |
 | part of me was on fire | |
 | restless til the day we die | |
 | i think electrical is comfy | |
 | do you see youre picking sides | |
 | from far far away | |
 | all i want is a female bauta. | |
 | the spiciest pepper of all | |
 | its quick its easy its free | |
 | to be made anew and well | |
 | something's off about the sun | |
 | there's not much time left | |
 | a true, real dragon | |
 | she left earth without me | |
 | today i become the sky itself | |
 | please tell me i exist | |
 | something poetic about teeth | |
 | daydreaming myself into a box | |
 | me and my dragonfly heartbeat | |
 | what if the sun was this dim | |
 | 2000 iq impostor move | |
 | theoretically haunting me | |
 | your quils on my back | |
 | lettuce overgrowth | |
 | a peach that bites, be careful | |
 | it leaves me wanting more | |
 | stop giving me ice in last | |
 | i always admired that about u | |
 | birds on a windowsill | |
 | extra spicy mcnuggets | |
 | ii. my lovely | |
 | ii. please break my heart | |
 | kelpcore, a new aesthetic | |
 | ii. let the dangle gaze | |
 | half-ripened chili pepper | |
 | bioluminescent predator | |
 | go make an album | |
 | submerged in the depths | |
 | suddenly, nothing exists | |
 | i cannot make sense | |
 | of all this slime. | |
 | yall want smth from therapy | |
 | what lies in wait | |
 | slowly, but surely, everything | |
 | photosynthesizes while driving |
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