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“ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜʀꜱ. “

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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇ?

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴘɪᴛɪꜰᴜʟ.

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴘɪᴛɪꜰᴜʟ!
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠ 《 #𝐑𝐖𝐁𝐘𝐑𝐏 — 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐂 — #𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏 》
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞!

ᅠᅠ𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬.
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ☽ ——— 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 ——— ☾
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ☽ — ⟳ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 — ☾

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ☽ — ♡︎ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 — ☾

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ☽ — ⟳&♡︎ 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐌𝐬 — ☾
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ 《 #MVRP 》
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If there’s one thing she and Tsume can both agree upon, it’s that Darcia needs to be hung upside down, gutted, and skinned like a poached deer.

Also castrated, but that might be more to Blue’s preference.
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To Paradise (redraw)

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《 🌒 》

Blue after running into Kiba and the others (probably):
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← higher-up sighed and lit up his own cigarette. “I don’t want this thing hindering my workers. 𝙊𝙧 scaring away future tenants. Demonic apparitions aren’t exactly good for business, y'know?”

That was as much as he wanted to expel before hearing her analysis.
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← fleeing the scene. The reel ended with the attacked security officer using his walkie to call for backup.

“If you swipe to the right, you’ll see pictures of the claw marks it left on his back. They tore straight through his clothing. No way a human’s doing something like that.” The →
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← remainder of the flight. His torch broke on impact, and his gun escaped his grip and went sliding across the floor, heard but unseen.

It took the guy a moment to recover, but when he did, the bodycam revealed nothing in the room with him. Nor were there footsteps from the assailant →
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← haste. He hollered after them, chasing them with an air of caution. Stopping at the top of the slope, he found no one in the empty, windowless basement below.

Still, he chose to move forward, down the stairs. Somewhere toward the bottom, he yelped as an unseen force shoved him down the →
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← the short, messy hair atop their head, it was difficult to tell if the entity was a man or woman. But their eyes shined in an animalistic way, like they belonged to a predator.

In an almost impossibly quick snap, they turned their back to the guard, continuing down the stairwell with →
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← had it not been for the flashlight, it’d be pitch dark.

The sound of dirt and decayed concrete under someone’s step made him wheel around, gun drawn, training the weapon at the origin of the noise.

There was a humanoid figure staring back at him from halfway down a staircase. Based on →
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← of being torn down, calling out for anyone who wasn’t meant to be there to come out and vacate the premises.

Everything was echoey, and dust particles were flying all across the night-vision applied camera, which was not helped by the less than desired beam of light guiding the way. But →
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← notable. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨, however, was taken from one of their bodycams during the search. And I’m not exactly sure what to make of it.”

The video had been cut to only the necessary length, which was below two minutes. It showed an employee scouring the halls of a building in the process →
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← underpaid. Finding the footage, he handed the device to the investigator. Then, he leaned back in his seat, resting one leg across his knee.

“A couple guys on my security team went to investigate an alert on their cams somewhere around four in the morning. But they didn’t catch anything →
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