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@iconaclysm actively harassing marr for brawls because it's the only way they get serotonin anymore
#revan manifesting on a daily basis : spare violence? break my fucking knees sir? :)#` 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁 ⸺ 𝖬𝖨𝖲𝖢 𝟢𝟣 . crack.#iconaclysm
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"it's what happens after the wars are over that you don't hear much about.'
"The closer the Republic is to victory, the less I believe they ever had a real plan for us."
Not that they could have, he qualifies to himself. The GAR was an unknown quantity until hours before the first battle, an entire military so hidden in the black budget it was lost to even its commissioners. The unusual circumstances of the war were a frequent topic of speculation between the two of them.
"It won't matter. I don't plan on sticking around to collect whatever paltry pension the Senate agrees upon, and I'm not the only one."
#v: Desperate Measures#v: Fields of Gold#iconaclysm#Revan: [thinking about the refugee situation]#Fordo: [thinking about himself]
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“ there is a war, and its name is existence. ”
marasenna sentence starters , accepting .
home is beneath a sky whose stars you recognize, familiar dots glistening in the night that have charted your way here . home is a person with whom you may share this moonlight together, alone, with the rest of the universe sprawled in cold hues high above . a painting on the inside of the tapestry which covers you in solitude . she isn’t used to this loneliness, this calm, an unsettling, alien feeling that burrows beneath her skin like an insect, turning to comfort whenever her breath steadies . companionship that cracks against the aging stone, the feeling of freshly wet grass between her fingers, her nails digging into the earth itself . to feel the dirt on her skin, no chrome between her & the soil, between her & revan . very few may witness samus aran beneath her armor, this fragile humanity she clings onto, fewer still may glimpse how she lives when her heart is not a raging fire, a weapon of her inner war fed by her suit to maintain a steady rate, always fast, always beating, always alert & ready to burn the rest to cinders . now it slows down, enough to offer someone else the respite she finds among the ruins she has let house her .
they are both as ancient as all that surrounds them, they too are the scars of a centuries worth of strife & conflict given pause .
a world untouched by the ravages of a chaotic universe . there was once a time decades back when even this tranquility was shattered, when a poisoned stinger plunged its way into the planet's core & tore her family away from her, those who did not transcend in time corrupted into shades of their darker legacy, what the chozo of talon iv had run away from, warriors of a dying empire clinging to their glory . she is the only shade that reside here now, flesh & blood & sinew but still a reminder of what once was, the last, lost sentinel trying to live as if the chozo are not a distant memory, forgotten by the galaxy they shaped . samus aran is their dying breath given form, what endures when all else is lost, persistence as a blur, the motion of a blade slicing the air . she will fight to preserve this light until she is a memory too & she has tended to these ruins whenever her flame need not scorch .
her existence is war, their existence is war, their life was earned on a battlefield that stretched itself across the cosmos . it is all they know, it is all they are, & maybe the serenity she has offered revan is a simple lie that old warriors tell each other . that there is an escape from conflict, an end to their strife, that this bloodshed is a sacrifice towards a greater peace . this was the promise that old bird had once made, that she will suffer now for something bigger than herself & when her last enemy is torn apart by her hand, she will rest, the ache is her soul will cease . her fingers tremble at the thought, stained as they are they reach for revan's through the swaying grass, as if she could pass some certainty onto them through touch alone .
“ n━ ” she stutters, even now words struggle themselves out from within her ribcage . her eyes motion them to the fields ahead, their dark greens & muted browns, a home she built out of rubble, the pride of her ancestors . life enduring in spite of all that wants it snuffed out . “ not always . ”
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hi, i'd like to talk to you about your ship's extended warranty
c’mon lemme shoot ‘em in the back, no one has to know.
#iconaclysm#this is actually how revan confronts him about rightful ownership of the hawk#come back with a warrant#ANYWAY HI ARES. you can't get rid of us huh
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- puts a potted plant in his hands -
The pot finds his blue hands and fills them entirely with the bulk of smooth ceramic.(Got to be careful to not let it slip!) Cirz tilts his head curiously to the right and to the left to get a better look at the plant, which is tall enough to tickle the padawan’s nose. He grins as he looks back to the other Jedi. “It’s a flatleaf!”
Then his thinking face returns. “It kinda looks like it’s sad. I would be sad too if I was put in a pot away from my planet and friends, wouldn’t you?”
#waa <3 sorry its such a late reply#iconaclysm#new headcanon unlocked.... cirz's thoughts on potted plants:#'theyre lonely put them into the ground!!' hahah#iconaclysm | 02
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𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢, 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? [could be for her sw verse or her general, whichever u prefer] [ @iconaclysm ]
of the pure aspects of her historian job in either verse, i haven’t yet thought of anything. however, as a clubmobile girl, it’s making the donuts. and not the simple making of them, it’s frying them. the machines were notoriously difficult to handle and operate, and they splattered oil everywhere. she actually enjoys the mornings where it’s her turn to prep the dough… even though it means she has to get up at 0400. there’s no development she’s more happy about than, once they’re in the field over in france, the arc deciding to prepare the donuts at a few central points and bring them to the clubmobiles, relegating the fryers to a few here and there for its entertainment value. the quality of the donuts weren’t as high, and they could even be stale, but she’s thrilled to not have small, annoying oil burns and splatters to clean all the time.
as for both being a slog…. to sum up and generalize: officers, dealing with officers. with her main, too many assume they’re welcome to clubmobile girls’ time after work as the department of war gave the women honorary officer status in case they were captured by the enemy. the arc officially also encouraged the women to socialize with and date officers. but frankly, a lot of the women felt they were really there for the enlisted man, and so a lot of them were greatly annoyed, margot included, that officers would sometimes assume the girls wanted to spend their off hours with them.
in sw, it’s a little more seriously/sad. she usually finds republic and imperial officers dismissive or, if they’re the elitist kind, rude due to the ‘non-essential’ nature of her work for the former and some of that with the latter, but more so the rudeness that comes from a certain section of the officer corps when they peg her as from the outer rim due to her accent. which not wrong, but for obvious reasons, very sad. and then, for the fo…. that is because they are absolutely enemies and she’s usually interacting with them because a) she’s been stopped on one of her trips or b) she’s being forced to work for the fo.
the officers thing definitely is very very generalized because in both verses, she’s made friends with officers and there are sure to be more that make her day a joy rather than a slog but hey… generalizations.
#hc » what we've seen and heard could make an excellent book#iconaclysm#the wwii officers bit is more understandable of the two imo‚ especially on the arc's part#they thought the women would be more comfortable/enjoy spending time with men who had the same level of education as them#but again... the girls really believed strongly in being there for the enlisted serviceman which is a big part why they were the only group#universally beloved and had no nasty nicknames and rumors lobbed at them by the men#thank you again for these!!!!!!
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↳ @iconaclysm ⇀ 💬
HIS WAKE IS COMICALLY & COSMICALLY SILENT. as decreed by the aerial detachment he’d ordered out to clear the unlisted base, the hour has a patina of bloodshine. red eve on freshly hematic arterials appear invisible to his blistered goggles, instead thermal readings pick up only an efflorescence of white fires & wind-bent smoke lined down the hangar like buttresses arcing towards its new heavenly ceiling. its walls bow roundabout in every orientation likewise with the persons of its former defence detail. who would know he was here ?
bio-signatures wink & fade off the shores of existence, swept out to the celestial signatures in the formless, indifferent welkin. it’s less traffic for his hud, for all the silence it brings, the issue is still not made less for it. there can be no satisfaction in this, not in the thoroughness of this mission. the burning blooms dancing ‘round imperial apparatus, imperial complexes, imperial bodies, make heavy his obscene sepulchre. this was already wrought, by rebel hands, weeks before. they would come in, overtake the base, feint business as usual for a time, get caught days prior to being dispatched by the sith lord, & then driven from this system.
so then where are they ?
❝ you’re going to need somebody more and more every day to stay near you, like a friend. ❞ they are correct. as detached as they are from corporeal space & its affairs, revan’s perception, whether enhanced by millennia of connection to the force, or powers of sight, is exactly the validation vader loathes to have when the impression of foul deceptions weaves his instinct into an anger he can’t use. unfortunately, he’s not made an enemy of them, they are alone in this privilege. as he is in many others. he will learn to not be alone.
❝ i need more than that. ❞ it's as much uncertainty of the future as it is strategy. he thinks on how much of a friend revan is willing to be, & why. why come to his aid now ? he decides to take as much from them as they do from him if this is what they pretend it to be.
#「 ANS. 」 and do what is requested of us.#「 IC. 」 and don’t look back.#「 VADER. 」 his failure is complete.#iconaclysm#friends with benefits but the benefits are solving conspiracies together#friendship means mutual exploitation and mutual exploitation means nobody gets what they want#thx for sending this in <3
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also i've been thinking about.. changing my url
#ive had it for so long but nothing slaps as much as iconaclysm so far#i was thinking revarent#but that's a little close to reva. who is a sw character now#ANYWAYS.#ok ill be back later bye#TBD.
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ROLEPLAY HISTORY!
The rules are simple! Post characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same (if you can’t think of ten, just write down however many you can and tag that number of people). Please repost, don’t reblog!
CURRENT MUSE/S :
my beloved blorbo, hotaru ( multiverse oc primarily set in des/tiny )
that's it
WANT TO WRITE :
genshi.n ocs ( mochizuki haruka my beloved defense attorney and percival engarde my beloved asshole prosecutor, yes they are a.ce att.orney references yes mochi has cross examined a parrot )
wrioth.esley ( genshin impa.ct )
dnd / tri.gun oc ( ariz.ona re.dd with a big iron on their hip )
dest.iny hunter oc ( two of them! nyx and hesti.a ! )
arthur, the excali.bur warf.rame from warfra.me 1999 except i'm the warfr.ame player that doesnt know every scrap of lore so i'm making my own.
PHOE.NIX WRIGH.T, ACE ATTORNEY <;3
mer.yl stryfe ( trigu.n ) ( loml )
spider-p.unk / ho.bie brown ( comics / ats.v influence bc he's my favorite spider-m.an and his universe is SO COOL okay-- )
a few others i can't immediately think of
HAVE WRITTEN :
tsukino usag.i / sai.lor moon
chiba mamor.u / tu.xedo ka.men
l.ink ( twilight p.rincess / mixed canon and botw )
peter par.ker / spi.der-man ( tas.m and comic influences, we love the amazing garfman here )
the dooms.layer ( flynn d. gardener ) ( get it . his last two initials are dg for doomgu.y FDHLKGJ )
billy from the mmp.r 2017 movie!
j.efferson from ou.at ( for like a week )
ten'oh haruka / sailor u.ranus ( also for like a week )
a la.vellan i.nquisitor oc and a half-elf grey warden oc from dragon ag.e
WOULD WRITE AGAIN :
link
peter pa.rker
doomsl.ayer / flynn d. gardener
tagged by: @gunnvash, thanks billie!
tagging: @afraidofchange , @arcanumsolitude , @foolshoujo, @iobartach , @mindhallow , @glorykill , @exiler , @iconaclysm , @gunbash, @vh1ral , @starlyht , and YOU !
#ooc.exe#✦ ‹ file: answered. › you ask ; i deliver !#now you guys know my secret. i'm a gen.shin player AND i've watched once upon a tim.e /j#HKLDGJKDFJdg#honestly i'm surprised this muse list isn't bigger but what can i say. hotaru IS my beloved blorbo#i only recently started making ocs again too ; i peaked with them HDGKLJD#i'm probably forgetting some muses i've played but that should be most of 'em!
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❛ Revan. ❜ A name which was spoken coldly ; perhaps even with a tinge of distaste. Yet even as a pariah, both in history and in present times, Revan's influence on the course of the galaxy raised them above the fodder [ . . . ] If only enough to earn Marr's tolerance.
❛ Your presence here is of no accident. Speak. ❜ ; @iconaclysm
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getting to know you. respond to the following prompts. include as much or as little as you want; you don't have to answer them all !
NAME / ALIAS: aer ( tell me how ur supposed to breath with no aer? can't live, can't breathe with no aer! )
BIRTHDAY: april 30th ( me & willie nelson share a birthday )
ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus Sun, Virgo Rising, Leo Moon
HEIGHT: 5’7” or 170cm
HOBBIES: roleplaying, going to the gym, various arts & crafts including and not limited to: stuffed animal making, embroidering, felt flower making, knitting, & bracelet making. there's also reading, day dreaming, collecting various leaves, twigs & flowers along with other random items such as used matchsticks. uuuuh... thats's about it. >:)c
FAVORITE COLOR: today it's pastel / bubble gum pink , pastel / baby / pale blues , and pine tree green
FAVORITE BOOK: jurassic park ( i love this book so much ok it's a go to for fav book & movie [ tho as a movie is is tied with jaws ] )
LAST SONG: the 1 by taylor swift ( i know i'm a lowkey [ high key ] swifty & i'm sorry [ as a side note the song i listened before this was self sabotage by waterparks ] )
LAST MOVIE: the meg 2 ( first movie was better bc there was more shark content )
LAST SHOW: cunk on earth ( my love for this type of humor is unparalleled ok )
RECENT READ: fourth wing ( don't look at me too hard ok? [ previous books this have been cataylst & rots { the books im gonna read after is the throne of glass series } ] )
SOURCES OF INSPIRATION: music, silly nonsense, tiktoks, curiosities, honestly idk adhd has it pulling form 80 different places at once while pulling from seeming nothing at all. it's like a bunny being pulled out of hat.
STORY BEHIND URL: matt is a technician! easy peasy and simple. ( it's legit the most basic i could get & i love it bc its easy to remember. he's just some technician. not even a radar tech! this could count as a droid tech too! )
tagged by: @s1thcall & @sithsjedi
tagging: @fcalty ; @acharnemcnt ; @debelltio ; @iconaclysm ; @pracses ; @prvtocol ; @prodigalren ; @stillsolo ; @vaderari ; @inevitablehe ; @iniqutous ; @inebranlablc ; & everyone & anyone else !!!!!
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how does fordo process loss? how does he carry it? does he have visible signs of grief?
While his case is not the worst among his peers, Fordo is still very much afflicted by toxic masculinity, because when you’ve spent your entire short life until adulthood being trained by Jango Fett and one-hundred other Mandalorians to be the best soldiers in the galaxy, there’s no escaping it. The Alpha-Class as a whole is known by outsiders to be brusque and aloof, independent, highly competent, and oftentimes bigger and stronger than the average Clone. They’re “men’s men” to a T-visor, and preserving that image is something every single one of them is concerned about. This often lead to detrimental self-comparisons, especially to the Nulls, who were the only troopers that could claim to be “better” than them.
As a leader for so many of these troopers, Fordo specifically is determined to maintain the appearance of strength and confidence. He needs to be someone they can all depend on, even when times are tough. All that means extra emphasis is placed on bottling up unwanted emotions and not letting anything through that could affect morale. No signs of grief, not even when General Grievous cuts down four of the strongest men you grew up with, and you’re forced to come to terms with your potential mortality.
Until there’s a safe environment to let it back out in, that bottle is locked up tight and trapped in his inventory. Sometimes he might toss the bottle in too quickly, and it breaks when it hits the bottom, so cleaning up those bits and pieces becomes even more work. Compartmentalization is key to survival in his line of work, and Fordo is, fortunately or unfortunately, very good at it.
Again, he is willing to let these things back out. I couldn’t tell you when it occurs or whether he had to be convinced or not (perhaps in his quest to maintain self-awareness he realizes it applies to him?), but he does become amenable to seeing mental health professionals and uses the opportunity to talk himself through it. Telling the stories and getting responses from someone he won’t ever see outside that context helps, a lot, and after getting used to the process he is more likely to talk about those emotions with friends and family.
Because as a man, there may be no greater sign of true strength than breaking through those cultural pressures and allowing yourself to be vulnerable.
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does she get homesick? is it a homesickness for a place, a concept, or both? and if she does, what's guaranteed to trigger it?
if we are to limit ourselves purely to context provided by the games, it would be irrefutable to say that samus’ homesickness is deeply intertwined with her upbringing by the chozo, & the melancholy of a completed mission is the general catalyst for her desire to embrace any reminder of their warmth, partake in however much comfort it provides :
with the phazon crisis brought to a close, another chapter of galactic history bookended by the arrival of samus aran & the intervention of the galactic federation, mourning fallen allies corrupted by the very power that allowed her to succeed, she returns to the planet of elysia, another world of many graced by chozodian engineering, & merely sits & stares as the sun falls over skytown . like all of samus’ characterisation in the prime trilogy, it is simple, effective & infinitely meaningful . the events which transpire in wake of her adventures always carry a deeper consideration within her that we never get to see, & she, like anyone who would survive similar horrors, needs time & privacy to work through the events unfolded . solace in the knowledge that peace once again reigns through the galaxy, her chozodian duty fulfilled, grief for those who couldn’t survive to see it, for what she was forced to do to fulfil her purpose .
the ever poignant cosmic balance, trading a few lives for a billions others .
samus’ conception of a home can only ever be fashioned in the image of the chozo, nothing that precedes or succeeds her upbringing on zebes can rival the days spent dashing past the fields of crateria, exploring the ancient temples of chozodia, under the watchful eyes & tutelage of old bird & gray voice . even though always training to be a warrior, a student lost in teaching, seeking bloodthirsty vengeance against the pirates who robbed her of her human family, it would be the closest thing she would get to a childhood, & alongside the early days of her time in the galactic federation, form the self-perceived positive aspects of her early life .
i’ve considered for a while now how to best rewrite K-2L in samus’ backstory, maintaining the orphaning while removing ridley’s involvement, & i think an unnecessary but fitting change would be to refashion K-2L from a human colony on an unnamed planet to a colony ship floating through space during the moment of attack . does seem more fitting for space pirates to commandeer a spaceship, i feel, & beyond samus’ very early youth, the cold & sterile environment of a colony ship would provide ample explanation for her childish mind retaining little of her human upbringing . it was a transitional environment, a liminal space, always waiting on the promise of arrival somewhere else, though K-2L would never finish its journey . samus remembers little before the fire that engulfed the ship, the attacking pirates, the screams of the colonists, her mother hiding her away & the dreadful wait as the sounds cease & her rescue from it by the chozo . it’s a memory always wanting to burn its way out of her mind, only leaving scars . something she distracted herself from while on her path to becoming a chozodian warrior, & nothing resembling home .
even zebes, the planet on which she had spent her youth, grew into another form as the chozo reached extinction . it’s true nature as an inhospitable wasteland where nothing but predators survive reclaiming itself from everything the chozo had done to shape zebes into the centre of their great empire . as she left for the federation, samus only had her memories of zebes as it was . before its destruction at her hands, it was no home to return to, only a corruption of what the chozo represented, & the pirates claiming its caverns only proved that she was the last of her kind . after all was said & done, & zebes was truly lost to the galaxy, all samus could do to soothe nostalgia is search through the worlds the chozo have touched, planets unlike zebes, civilisations which embraced the chozo & their gifts openly . these became her home, places like her, a combination of everything the chozo were & something else . lost & abandoned only for her to rediscover, relive the days of her youth, running among ruins . she fears, in time, that even these relics will be lost . she does what she can to preserve them, maintain them, so that she could never lose anything resembling home again .
#iconaclysm#DATAFILE //: OOC—001.#DATAFILE //: HC—002.#obligatory ' wow this got long ' comment but here we are#you ask me about samus you better be prepared for a novel#i hate that there's more semi-related headcanon i can mention#but i'll save it for another post#rene knows 😏#friend privilege
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|| Statistical Character Quiz
Tagged by: @galaccias
Tagging: @irrfahrer @kyberled @iconaclysm @rebelresolve @moonsdvst
Francis Mulcahy (MAS*H): 94%
Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood): 93%
Kara Danvers (Supergirl): 93%
Marmee March (Little Women): 92%
Rosalind Walker (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 92%
Ted Lasso (Ted Lasso): 91%
Anna Bates (Downton Abbey): 90%
Glenn Rhee (The Walking Dead): 90%
Eliza Hamilton (Hamilton): 90%
Egwene al'Vere (Wheel of Time): 90%
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𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎? [ @iconaclysm ]
her ideal daily routine is one that is full, but not packed, where she has the time to take a moment if she wants to, instead of just having to plow on and on until the end of the day and collapse into bed. i think it would look a lot like getting up with the sun, but being able to take her time making a cup of tea or coffee and drinking it before she gets dressed. she’d make breakfast, then do some work, whether it’s studying, doing research, or housework. of course, that means traveling to work most days of the week as well. she’d love enough time to sit down and eat a lunch, whether she — most likely — brought it or needs to go buy it.
after finishing whatever needs to be done that day, she would want to make dinner, maybe while listening to the radio, and then after go for a walk before the sun sets too much. after, she’d sink into a chair to read, have a cup of tea, then do any household chores until it was time to sleep.
really, she’d be fine with any routine if she could just have ten, fifteen minutes to stop and slow down and take it to do whatever she wants. just decompress and rest… or not if that’s what she choses.
#hc » what we've seen and heard could make an excellent book#thank you so so much!!!#i LOVE both of the questions you sent in!#iconaclysm
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hey vader how would you feel about the concept of your fortress on mutafar being renovated into a sith-themed resort and hotel? not that i, personally, would ever do that, i'm just wondering. theoretically.
u would still be hating from OUTSIDE the club purr
#「 ANS. 」 and do what is requested of us.#will these assaults be ongoing t*mblr user i con u listen#he would have it on the ritz babey! no kids no old ppl (soz sheevy babes)! no views either! u want da vader xp?? brood in the corner!#ALSO!#🚫 NO 🐀s on the premises 🏨❗#that means U ratvan 😤!#iconaclysm
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