Dave panpa should be allowed to commit violence
I think he should be allowed to commit violence and go feral, just once.
You don’t understand tumblr-
He deserves to get to be angry
LET MY BOI BE ANGRY-
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Xing:yeah! You’re good at making potions, so shouldn’t we start with the basics and who can better teach me than you?
Tongbei:…
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if the wubboxes didnt have trauma!
Sora: wont do self harm to himself
Coral: wont be a shy as he is now
Volca: wont have gone on a killing spree because of loosing a loved one
Frost: wont have gotten so aggressive
Ray: wont have lost his voice and wouldn't have to go trough fights
Disco: wont have had depression and had to hide it
Willow: -didnt have trauma-
Lantern: -also didnt have trauma-
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bubble, breaking into people's houses?
I want in! what are you planning? this is hilarious!
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Me? Breaking into people’s houses? Nooo.. I would neverrr
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it’s like someone bashed me in the jaw with a bat
oh wait-
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@schattenmacher asked:
“XD002. Lets destroy Lumiose City, mkay? Just to teach ‘em a lesson.”
Heart barely tinged to make any note of the wrongs that might come from the command. Deep down, perhaps something banged on the doors, slammed fists upon their locked chains and screamed to be let out...but XD002 did not hear those cries, it only heard the request. The command:
--Destroy Lumiose City.
It at least appeared normal, like Silva normally might, baring the difference of light purple hues illuminating from parts of her body, scarring having a noticeable shift of hue. As if her entire body had been infected by some disease, or even been shifted to with via the colour wheel of a man made god’s imagining. Then it’s eye, her piercing red eye. Still unblinking, yet hardly the warmth that came from an amber glow, no, an intense and scorching red. Magma more than sun’s rays. A star being set to die out if only to supernova, to take all with it.
As soon as Lovrina had stopped speaking, however, is when her body seemed to shift, almost glitch, with reds and purples mixing and body becoming less human. Contorting uncomfortably, feathers sprouting from skin while limbs extended, bones so adjust, already melted and hollow. Spine seemed to curl and extend whilst fingers and nails sharpened and fused, extending with a sound that might only be described as melting bones pressed into magma till finally settling into a shape resembling long talons extended from wings. Tail extended outward and till finally the beast settled half curled over the ground. The general aura illuminating off of it was a mix of the already present darkness, mixed with shadow, purple illumination seen only through those with the sense for it, whilst being like a wave, a wall being pressed upon another. Suffocating anyone that got too close.
Perhaps if one were to step within a certain radius of the shadow’d beast, they would feel themselves turn to stone, life drained from their body to be left as all but an empty shell, a stone statue that might crumble to dust.
Even once the transformation seemed to have concluded, it seemed...unstable, shifting briefly like a mirage to appear like the girl it had previously presented as, before a blink of an eye and returned to the black and purple beast. Red eye now opened to glance over towards Lovrina then forward, how despite all that occurred, a scar still pressed and crawled over the artificial legendary’s face, a missing eye to be recovered, to be regrown. Yet not yet, not enough life.
Starved and hungry, famished and craving. It’s wings unfurled wide before man’s own made death flew, with only one mission in mind, to destry. To kill. To end it all, like the bomb it was made to be.
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