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Join us for this event at Ipso Facto on Sunday, June 16, 6 p.m: "Bullshit Bonfire," with author, healer and reiki practitioner practitioner Kristin Dwan. This event is part banishing ritual, part self-help workshop and an opportunity to own a signed copy of her book, "Baptism by Flame-10 Steps to Ignite Your Light WIthin." $20.00 https://www.facebook.com/events/320296858605923/ #KristinDwan #bullshitbonfire #ipsofactofullerton #ipsofactostore #ipsofacto #downtownfullerton #gothicboutique #banishingritual #banishing #selflove #selfhelp #baptismbyflame #healing #cordcutting #manifestation #makeyourownmagic #magick #witchythings #magickal (at Ipso Facto) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtjEQHsHYl4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1efhsfyv312h9
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baptismbyflame replied to your post:☩: Crossover Ship with my muse.
I THOUGHT IT WAS FOR YOUR MUSE
HURRRRR NVM OK SO WHAT I MEANT WAS
....I totally ship Wanda with Poison Ivy
Pammy already has a thing for blondes in red and black and lbr Wanda would love Pammy's plants and Pam would love Wanda for it
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trouble man ☼ uriel & joshua
Now that was an interesting sight. Someone all wrapped up in bandages with a killer walk. It sparked Uriel's curiosity and set off warning bells in his head. Guy looked like he'd shoot on sight. How could he resist approaching? Even if it was more like he was stalking prey by slinking between the rocks and debris of the wastes, staying further enough away to hopefully not be seen or heard. Once he thought he found a relatively safe spot behind a burnt up rusted car, he stuck his head out further enough to be spotted; calling out, "Heey! What's your name? And don't shoot me please."
#baptismbyflame#[INTENSE WHEEZEING]#i dont kno what im doing#I always start short tho sorry#or long?
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"Why does this keep happening to me!?" Techmo groaned, bashing the disemboweled Nightkin over the head with his dismembered robotic arm. They had shown up out of nowhere. There he was, just travelling down the road when one of the 900 pound monstrosities had ambushed him by grabbing him from behind and began pulling his cybernetics off, which it had managed to tear off his arm and cracked the screen on his eye. Why the creature wanted his robotic arm was beyond him, probably wanted a back-scratcher or something.
Whatever the reason, now Techmo was now shorthanded, literally, and possibly in a lot of danger in this condition. He was just about to give up when he spotted a figure in the distance.
"Hey, hey wait!" The elf called out, flailing his dismembered arm back and fourth to wave, then jogged up to the man. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know of any mechanics in the area, would y--" He then noticed that the man was covered in bandages. "Oh dude, holy crap, what happened; are you okay?"
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The Khajiit had managed to convince the Crimson Caravan company to hire her, despite her unfamiliar appearance, saying that it could be a good scare tactic to keep raiders away. And for half the price of a human employee, she was able to bodyguard a caravan to reach New Caanan.
She was still getting used to the whole 'gun' idea, and preferred to chuck dynamite and use melee weapons instead, which proved to come in quite handy with the raiders. Her usefulness did not seem to deter the uncomfortable feeling the other members of the caravan had towards having a cat-human looking creature in their company; and one night, while she slept, they got up and continued down the trail without her.
Fine Rug awoke that morning alone, with nothing but a small supply of dynamite, her two trench knives, and the clothes on her back. She stood up and searched her surroundings. When she found nothing, she let out an audible groan, and began walking down the trail by herself, unsure of where she was going.
She continued walking until sunset, and it was then that she spotted a small campfire. It was either someone who would try to kill her, or someone who would try to help her; it was a fifty-fifty. She liked those odds, and decided to approach the camp a bit closer.
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☩: Crossover Ship with my muse.
CHIYO YOU KNOW DAMN WELL I HAVE NO IDEA WHO ANY OF YOUR VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS ARE
but he looks angsty
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WAIT WAIT
DID YOU MEAN YOUR MUSE OR MY MUSE IM CONFUSE
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Is it true that you were a fierce Centurion in the past?
Whaaa? I still am! *pouts*
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