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Ima Pulsar Arrhythmia (PR) but I just referred to it as Pulse. Anyways what you're about to read may induce IQ loss so beware of that moment.
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(PA): "ZZZZZZZZ seconds sussy among us ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Ima soup ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ..."WHIP (PA): "Wawawawhat?! why did that just...oh." I open my eyes to see one of my fricken bugs floating over me with happy yellow eyes. A female dustox named Dowcy (DY).
(DY): "Hey bitch! wake number fuck up so that I don't starve."
(PA): "Why are you up so early? I thought you weren't a morning person."
(DY): "I am not. I'm still rather fucked up sleepy, but my ass got a nightmare about some parallel universe collision shenanigans so now I'm too scared to return to sleep. I'm also very hungry."
(PA): "Why can't you get it yourself??? I was having the best lucid dream of me being a girl magnet. Now the only girl I have is too lame to help herself." (DY): "You know people judging me for the ways I make my cereal mofo, it's hell I don't deserve. And also, it's already well established you get,"
The camera turns left to reveal the Arial font on the wall reading "NO BITCHES" Dowcy points to the words and a vine boom play on every instance of the bolded letters, she also reads it very clearly to him.
(PA): "Ok fine, I'm getting up." his back was sore but he didn't wanna be pestered by this dustox in particular. Crazy possessive and reliant.
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Pulse opened the door out of the lime void that is his room with his dustox in tow (much to his dismay)