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Pharynx is best changeling. CHANGE MY MIND.

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  • Thursday
    He Proved It (Anthro)

    “Venom, are you picking your nose?”

    “What? Ew, no way. I was simply just scratching an itch.”

    “Alright, whatever you say.”

    “How am I supposed to pick anyway? I have no nostrils!”

    “Er… what?”

    “It’s true! Just… look at my nose! No nostrils! None!”

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  • Sunday
    Lmao


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  • 1 week
    MTCG in a Nutshell:

    Pharynx wiped the tiny tears from his eyes as he gazed into his younger brother’s, for what felt like the first time in years.

    His brother had finally awoken. Thorax was fine.

    From the moment Thorax had opened his eyes, he knew; everything was going to be fine.


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  • 1 week
    I took a paragraph from MTCG and put it in Google Translate again:

    Original:

    “Why did you do that?”

    Pharynx’s eyes widened once he saw the blue changeling sitting and gazing up at him. “Do what?” he asked as he sat down on his haunches right next to him.

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  • 1 week
    Rainstorm

    Paul rummaged belligerently through his coin pouch as he emerged from the dark alley. “Portable spectra these days sure is overpriced,” he lamented, stopping and leaning against the wall, feeling a gentle breeze. The mundane side of his blue bangs rose a little with the wind, giving Paul a proper view of the street before him. “Everyone sure is busy today…and I still haven’t found out where I’m

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Jan
19th
2022

Meeting The Bar Buddy · 11:47pm January 19th

A reformed changeling stepped out of a bar at the end of his shift, looking up at the evening sky as he took another shot of cider. He swallowed and chuckled bitterly.

“Still miss you, little sister…”

Another changeling, a pink one with a pink mane tied in a braid, walked up to him. “…Hey.”

“Hm?” He turned to face her. “Hello? Do I know you?”

“Mitchell told me about you… he says you and him usually come here. You’re his bar buddy, right?”

“I am… name’s Dragonfang, by the way.”

“Thistle Thorn,” she replied. “I’m guessing you know Midnight?”

Dragonfang lowered his head. “She was my younger sister…” he said solemnly. “Can’t believe it’s been six years since that incident with the dynamite…” He took another long sip of cider.

“…Actually, what if I told you that… um… well, you see…” Thistle stuttered a little.

“Hm?”

“…Long story short, your sister is not dead.”

Thistle stood as Dragonfang suddenly spat out his cider all over the pavement.

Comments ( 7 )

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“…Yeah, can’t say I wasn’t expecting that.”

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“S-She’s what?!”

“I know it sounds crazy but yeah.”

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She ain’t wrong

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“How? How is it possible?”

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Um

Plot convenience?

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