(I have to write it as Tehb because i can't type russian characters sorry)
Video Game Log #1
Date: 2/20/24
I went to check on how Timmy was doing.. Uh..
Well i managed to get a picture.. I don't know what's going on. He wasn't designed like this originally... I'll have to ask CCS about a bug or something.. God what are those nasty tentacles?
Anyways, about Tehb.. Apparently he's some russian shadow dude? CCS doesn't know much about him so she's gonna look into it.
Anyways that's all i have for todays log.
[Redacted] Signing off
(Here's a reminder of what Tehb looks like 👍)
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No little Timmy, you can't go out to play yet, you haven't finished your breakfast. Eat all your g-wagons and then you can go have fun
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"Like me..."
A short fic by SadiGrelleRp
AKA: Sadi-Sama / General Spaghetti
As what was typically the deal with witches hiding among humans, it was important to keep up appearances of an average, weak, human. However, miss Sadina Bloodmoon was no stranger to breaking that aspect of the character she put together for her new life in London. There were times where Sadina really had little choice in the matter, to protect herself, and sometimes the would-be innocent victims of those who pick on the weak.
After quite a long day at work, once again, the fake doctor walked out of the hospital a little after dark. This was around the time where the children who came that afternoon would already be in bed, safe at home. Unfortunately, for little Timmy, things weren't so great. The little boy with his arm in a cast approached the doctor he was familiar with, and tugged on her skirt with his free hand.
"Doctor Sadi..." He said in a timid voice so only the brunette could hear.
Sadina turned around, and kneeled to speak to the boy, who appeared to be no older than 4 or 5. The child looked as though he might cry.
"Mummy still hasn't come to pick me up, the stawf already dis-char-charged me... Can you walk me home?"
The lady offered a kind smile, and took the small child's hand. "Sure thing, Timmy. Let's get you home safe, okay?"
And so, the witch would begin the route to Timmy's home. However, as they were near their destination, a man who brandished a knife lurked on the shadows. As if Sadi knew, she calmly instructed Timmy to walk behind her for the next few blocks. When the man with a blade emerged from the shadows, he pointed the knife at the woman and child.
"Alright, ya broad, hand over yer satchel if ya know what's good for ya-"
"Que Cabròn-!!" Shouted the woman he threatened, cutting him off, and easily lifting her leg upwards to kick the knife out of his hand, landing said knife up on the roof of a building above them.
The man froze, but then he showed fear in his eyes as the woman he threatened at knifepoint grabbed him by the shirt, and started punching his lights out repeatedly. He tried to fight back, but the witch countered every attack of his and retaliated with harder punches until he broke free from her grip and started running.
"Yeah!! You better run, or I'll give you worse 'cicatrices' than a severe burn victim!!"
The child behind Sadina was in awe at what he just witnessed. After a moment, the woman turned around, worried about Timmy. "Sorry you had to see tha-" Timmy was quick to say his next words. "That was amazing, Doctor Sadi!" Those words caught the witch off guard, but she frowned when he said "I wanna be just like you one day!". Those words hit close to home, as at one point Sadina was innocent and naive like young Timmy was. But that was long ago, before a growing darkness consumed everything she loved in her life as a child. The woman sighed, and put a gentle hand on the child's head.
"Trust me, Timmy. You don't want to be like me..."
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