Explain your deep lore to me in simplified terms. I am curious if I can crack the full story.
You are a snarky, witted cobaltblood who hides a history of trauma behind layers of online irony, a strange typing quirk, and ceaseless trolling. You have been hunted for sport, and are used as a blood-source for a rainbowdrinker.
Your deep lore is published all over this site. It hardly counts. However, you frequently speak with your living counterparts and harass your alternates' friends. Your death came at the end of your planet. You died on a lawn chair while staring at the stars. You almost came close to seeing the apex of its beauty. Too bad your eyes popped. #Gore
Bitter sovereign slayer. You are violence manifest, though you've taken a life of reformation. I do wonder if you are as concerned as I am regarding the genetic disposition of personality traits SGRUB and SBURB so lovingly seem to entwine with DNA.
..Pinocchio?? But cooler
No, I don't. I've made peace with it, for going 8ack isn't something I desire. All I can do is move forward. ::::)
I mean I'm not really bitter tbh. I happen to like my life now. That is a other topic that I'm not sure how we ended up at. Could be interesting.
โ(I was going to harp on the use of present-tense [I was rescued] but I just keep coming back to the typing quirk bit. Redundant I'll take. But strange?)ยฒ
Am I wrong?
voir dire testimony: i don't think i'd bother with a little sad face emoticon if you were wrong