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Submitted On May7/12 Hits 2566 Summary:
Something I wrote up a while ago as somewhat of an experiment in filth. Or maybe it was just for gore, I don't really remember. Either way. :v
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Let's Pretend We're Not At the End
I – Snuff
As Tristan stepped out into the cool evening breeze, shi closed the door to hir apartment behind hir; locking it and jiggling the handle a bit just to be sure.
The young, ebony-furred vixen already had a somewhat uneasy feeling but decided to go out anyway. After all, shi figured, she had kept hirself cooped up in the cramped apartment for far too long (easily several weeks, being socially isolated and not really having any place to go). It might do hir some good to stretch hir legs out for a while.
After ascending a flight of steps to street level, Tristan began to walk idly down the city's sidewalk at a leisurely rate. The fox kept hir ears perked, hir green eyes kept peeled for any potential danger or points of interest. Shi was clad in hir usual day-to-day outfit, consisting of a white wifebeater top, a pair of urban-camouflage cargo trousers, and a pair of black leather combat boots.
Taking notice of some activity nearby, Tristan ...
I – Snuff
As Tristan stepped out into the cool evening breeze, shi closed the door to hir apartment behind hir; locking it and jiggling the handle a bit just to be sure.
The young, ebony-furred vixen already had a somewhat uneasy feeling but decided to go out anyway. After all, shi figured, she had kept hirself cooped up in the cramped apartment for far too long (easily several weeks, being socially isolated and not really having any place to go). It might do hir some good to stretch hir legs out for a while.
After ascending a flight of steps to street level, Tristan began to walk idly down the city's sidewalk at a leisurely rate. The fox kept hir ears perked, hir green eyes kept peeled for any potential danger or points of interest. Shi was clad in hir usual day-to-day outfit, consisting of a white wifebeater top, a pair of urban-camouflage cargo trousers, and a pair of black leather combat boots.
Taking notice of some activity nearby, Tristan ...
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