[So it's the afternoon, and Marceline's asleep in her bed. But the feed flicks on anyway. There's a view of three eggs, wrapped in a blanket, only these eggs have hatched. Broken shell pieces scattered all over, but the inhabitants are no where to be seen
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seriously though these fucking things need password protection
sick of these nosy motherfuckers getting all up in here like daddys hiding a porn stash from them or something
gotta get their daily dose of asian girls and double ds
wonder if you could rig up a password system somehow actually
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i like this text it's a nice delicious red
i'm also pretty sure i didn't understand anything you just said other than getting the gear password protected
which doesn't sound like a bad idea
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delicious red???
please tell me youre not licking your gear right now i really cant take any more of that brand of bugfuck crazy
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probably wouldn't taste like much here anyway
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[She glances at the Houndour in her lap.]
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H-hey! Down Jessie!
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[Oh, a friend. The Houndour happily yips back, tail wagging.]
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...you knew real ghosts?
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[Wait...]
Is that one a balloon?
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