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don't worry about that

it's completely normal

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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hey there, pal/nb

don't be shy

i won't bite

hard

hey, whoa, who said that?

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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@icyraindrop looks like void is joining the party

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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yeah

i don't know who tf this is

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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[THIS IS THE DUMBEST ARGUMENT KNOWN TO MAN.]

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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nah

bestie, you literally liked the moment i posted

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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fuck you, hellsite, for glitching my text that's supposed to be my job

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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apparently sparkysbitch from discord can see this bruh, that was barely a nano second oh. wait. you have notifs on don't ya? you know what, respect. gotta keep your relationships somehow, right? wait. wtf is that ora[DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT] do that.

hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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hey psst yeah you uhhhhhhhhhhhhh hello is this even hold on i am not even sure anyone can hear me

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Yes.

[Ivory starts eating.]

@dr-stories-ask-blog *Knock knock*

Ivory, I brought you some food

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I just don't trust that the food isn't drugged.

@dr-stories-ask-blog *Knock knock*

Ivory, I brought you some food

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Yes.

@dr-stories-ask-blog *Knock knock*

Ivory, I brought you some food

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[She takes the food, but she doesn't eat it.]

@dr-stories-ask-blog *Knock knock*

Ivory, I brought you some food

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[Ivory's head is still fuzzy but at this point, it's the new normal.]

Come in.

@dr-stories-ask-blog *Knock knock*

Ivory, I brought you some food

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🌆 [I know. The studies give me meaning. It gives me something to focus on. It makes me... Useful. I am next in line if something happens to Sister and Brother, is it is my purpose to make sure that I am prepared for that.]

@mr-rey-of-sunshine

[The room shimmered with an otherworldly calm, bathed in a soft, pale green light. The glow was gentle, reminiscent of sunlight filtered through frosted glass, casting delicate shadows on the polished marble floors. The air carried a serene stillness, thick with the scent of aged books and faintly of jasmine. The architecture was ethereal, the walls seemingly built of shimmering panes, translucent yet solid, stretching to unimaginable heights. Tall, arched windows framed the horizon, a perfect vista of Earth below and clouds above. Above, the ceiling was impossibly high, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to dance subtly with the light.] [A door opens, revealing a study. Shelves lined the walls, filled with books that stretched far beyond the reach of any mortal hand, their spines a mix of jeweled hues. A leather armchair rested by the window. Sitting by the widow, at a wooden desk, is a small figure. They have hair in shades of purple, red and orange. Their eyes are purple and red rings in a night sky. Their wings are red with purple highlights. A thick book lays open on the desk.]

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🌆 [Keep me safe from what.]

@mr-rey-of-sunshine

[The room shimmered with an otherworldly calm, bathed in a soft, pale green light. The glow was gentle, reminiscent of sunlight filtered through frosted glass, casting delicate shadows on the polished marble floors. The air carried a serene stillness, thick with the scent of aged books and faintly of jasmine. The architecture was ethereal, the walls seemingly built of shimmering panes, translucent yet solid, stretching to unimaginable heights. Tall, arched windows framed the horizon, a perfect vista of Earth below and clouds above. Above, the ceiling was impossibly high, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to dance subtly with the light.] [A door opens, revealing a study. Shelves lined the walls, filled with books that stretched far beyond the reach of any mortal hand, their spines a mix of jeweled hues. A leather armchair rested by the window. Sitting by the widow, at a wooden desk, is a small figure. They have hair in shades of purple, red and orange. Their eyes are purple and red rings in a night sky. Their wings are red with purple highlights. A thick book lays open on the desk.]

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🌆 [I know that Brother is sicker than Sister says he is. Sister is sick as well.]

@mr-rey-of-sunshine

[The room shimmered with an otherworldly calm, bathed in a soft, pale green light. The glow was gentle, reminiscent of sunlight filtered through frosted glass, casting delicate shadows on the polished marble floors. The air carried a serene stillness, thick with the scent of aged books and faintly of jasmine. The architecture was ethereal, the walls seemingly built of shimmering panes, translucent yet solid, stretching to unimaginable heights. Tall, arched windows framed the horizon, a perfect vista of Earth below and clouds above. Above, the ceiling was impossibly high, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to dance subtly with the light.] [A door opens, revealing a study. Shelves lined the walls, filled with books that stretched far beyond the reach of any mortal hand, their spines a mix of jeweled hues. A leather armchair rested by the window. Sitting by the widow, at a wooden desk, is a small figure. They have hair in shades of purple, red and orange. Their eyes are purple and red rings in a night sky. Their wings are red with purple highlights. A thick book lays open on the desk.]