RasiFeld
RasiFeld
Bio
rasi, she/her
i am here to read and write some NASTY, FREAAAKY shit and nobody will stop me.
IM SO JANKAPILLED THEY CALL ME THE JANKLER!!!!! I JANKLE MY JANKAS EVERY DAY GUYS!!! and oujjjjhhh tamsy... tamsy caines... he can raise MY canes... and you too i guess feitan.
if i have to look at some fuckass Paraschpringadingaling dongus or whatever through a microscope again i WILL get a migraine and i WILL dramatically vomit on the lab table and then proceed to slip and fall and die. my last words wont even be "tell my loved ones i loved them" its just gonna be some dumb shit like "im... so... jankapilled..." and then my eyes gloss over and i get transmigrated into Zanka as he noncanonically dies in his 2nd rematch with Jabber and watch as Jabber's stupid coat tail sways in the breeze or some shit as he dramatically walks away but then the sight of his voluptous cheeks lowkey brings Zanka's spirit back to life so Zanka just slimes my consciousness so im reincarnated as some fuckass crow all the while Zanka grabs Jabber's luscious dreads and starts absolutely hitting him from the back, but call me a croyeur because i was THERE!!! oh yes i was there!!!!!!! they were even on the ceiling on sum crazy shit cuz Jabber's freaky ahh had his Mankira claws like 19 inches deep in that damn ceiling, talk about good anchorage, damnnn! but then they catch my bird ahh and slime me AGAIN and roast me over an open fire like a bunch of chestnuts. oh yeah baby its christmas. its the holidays. theyre gonna spread holiday cheer and each others cheeks too. but whats this??? tamsy caines???? oh boy what a special little treat for me!! tamsy please save me from bio!!! ouhhh what the fuck is a beta pleated sheet. im so fuckeddd.
Yo Rudo, you got some pretty good game for a washed -out, foul-mouthed, butt-hurt, ratchety, short-stack Spherite.