autismbeamsyou

[autismbeamsyou]

Boop

BITE

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Teen wolf

die

[autismbeamsyou]

Are you a anime fan?

wifeswap

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Have you seen power rangers? Kids your age like that stuff

say yes to the dress

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What shows do you like?

desperate housewives

[autismbeamsyou]

For chaos, maybe you can tranq Quackity and draw on his face

well now that u said it i dont wanna

[autismbeamsyou]

*hands you a tranq gun with some darts*

YAYYYYYYY ^_^ why

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I'm like a fujoshi but for divorced couples

[autismbeamsyou]

They could also be going through things

no they hate me

[autismbeamsyou]

Why do you think that? :(

theyre all busy so theyhate me obvs

[autismbeamsyou]

Any plans? Maybe beating Quackity with hammers again?

no all my siblings hate me

[autismbeamsyou]

*autism beams you back*

i have double autism now

[autismbeamsyou]

my hands would feel great contemplating the weight of a scythe

[autismbeamsyou]

Do you need a buzzsaw

i have 4

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Make sure to whack him multiple times just in case

this is science!! i am a scientist!!!! richas and i should team up as doctor and scientist. come closer we can be trusted to open u up

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i think he was pretending with the stick. i should hit him with a hammer and see if he yells like tio quackity

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[@daddestboyhalo]

Resource-hunting always sucked a little, just a little. Willy tugged the bag of dead fish over his shoulder as he trudged out of the river. With a deep breath, he tossed the bag directly into the open door of his piss-poor house. Right now, since he got out, at least, Willy's been doing his best to gather wood and food. He's hardly made it past stone tools, not wanting to ask for help.

He tugs his uniform back on, forgoing the buttons, when his ear twitches to his right. He stops, hands frozen on the placket of his uniform. His ear twitches again and he turns his head slightly, picking up a child's laughter in the distance.

Giving one final look to the fish, he decides to head to the direction of the sound.

Over the small hill, Willy finds a a small child sitting in the grass alone. They seemed to be picking grass and other things out of the ground until they turn to the house. The door opens and an adult comes out.

Willy doesn't hide, instead comes out a little more to not look like an absolute creep. He watches the adult, a tall reaper-looking person, come out with some toys.

He catches himself smiling as they set the basket of toys down and help the child pick theirs out.