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Goblet Merryweather was a wayward stalwart with amazing gusto. bitches were hating on her cuz she was thick in the right places amd thinly if only rarely wrong.
The crimson gleam of the polar bears eyes as it stalked it's emperor penguin prey danced against the light of the closest moon. the one with no name.
Goblet put down her hot spoon and spit on the body of some dude who froze to death long ago, winters harsher than such.
she tested the balance of her obsidian harpoon once more before launching it with a smirk.
25053 miles per hour the sharp blade exploded the air around it and then it exploded the polar bear into so many bits and pieces
tasty pieces.
"oh yahh!" Goblet screeched before leaping atop her favorite Alaskan malamute, it was ten feet tall at the shoulder and weighed 1,800 lbs. teeth able to render iron like butter and a coat of fur thick enough to with stand cannon volleys. loyal to a fault and deadly
it smelled like shit tho.
rushing to examine her work Goblet pushed her dog steed to its limits, 700 miles an hour the wind was sharp gainst her wet face.
"I was gonna bang me that grolar bear, pizzlies get me well randy."
said Guiltee McKee, a giant who rose from an ice dune so suddenly that Goblet was taken aback and a front.
she halted her ride and pulled three stones from her pocket.
"one of fire, one of stone, one of ice. name your price and dead you'll get, well worth the trouble something something bet." she warned.
Guiltee bristled.
"... me dum dum and hunger in body.. me take chances. bitch."
The sound of a mix of fire and stone explosion caused Tidbits to drop his plate of peanuts and kangaroo meat.
He turned to Piper, who was unperturbed.
chapter two
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Goblet Merryweather was a wayward stalwart with amazing gusto. bitches were hating on her cuz she was thick in the right places amd thinly if only rarely wrong.
The crimson gleam of the polar bears eyes as it stalked it's emperor penguin prey danced against the light of the closest moon. the one with no name.
Goblet put down her hot spoon and spit on the body of some dude who froze to death long ago, winters harsher than such.
she tested the balance of her obsidian harpoon once more before launching it with a smirk.
25053 miles per hour the sharp blade exploded the air around it and then it exploded the polar bear into so many bits and pieces
tasty pieces.
"oh yahh!" Goblet screeched before leaping atop her favorite Alaskan malamute, it was ten feet tall at the shoulder and weighed 1,800 lbs. teeth able to render iron like butter and a coat of fur thick enough to with stand cannon volleys. loyal to a fault and deadly
it smelled like shit tho.
rushing to examine her work Goblet pushed her dog steed to its limits, 700 miles an hour the wind was sharp gainst her wet face.
"I was gonna bang me that grolar bear, pizzlies get me well randy."
said Guiltee McKee, a giant who rose from an ice dune so suddenly that Goblet was taken aback and a front.
she halted her ride and pulled three stones from her pocket.
"one of fire, one of stone, one of ice. name your price and dead you'll get, well worth the trouble something something bet." she warned.
Guiltee bristled.
"... me dum dum and hunger in body.. me take chances. bitch."
The sound of a mix of fire and stone explosion caused Tidbits to drop his plate of peanuts and kangaroo meat.
He turned to Piper, who was unperturbed.
chapter two
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