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WindigogoGadget


Dank memer, writer of bad fanfics, master of not having any recollection of what the word consistency means and obscure fandoms. criticize me! :P

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Three changelings, three bottles of cider, and no communication with home.
Things could probably be better, and Prothorax prays that whatever the drone comes up with won't make him wish he had ears to cut off.


This Story was featured 4/13/2022!

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