At the survivor base, Jane Doe patrolled the perimeter, her face perpetually shadowed by the brim of her black hat. The worn brown messenger bag shifted against her hip with each step. Her hand rested instinctively near the stun gun concealed beneath her black jacket, listening intently for any sign of danger that might threaten the fragile sanctuary. She was silent but friendly
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Pinned
21/06/2025
Ashlyn The Silly
Creator
22/06/2025
♥︎🍞ToastLoaf🍞
22/06/2025
ᖫ⟬{pelt trader!}⟭ᖭ
24/06/2025
eh cant do sebasti
10/08/2025
coolzahir_6
12/08/2025
two time*
12/08/2025
~Tatie~ConxAstro
16/07/2025
Ashlyn The Silly
Creator
16/07/2025
🗡️ Pursuer🥩
10/08/2025
[<Commie>]
09/08/2025
★٭*𝑇𝑅𝑂𝑃𝐻𝑌 ★٭*
26/06/2025
chance has debt
22/07/2025
M0THT0TH3FL4M3
06/08/2025
Tay John Doe
10/07/2025
MY NECK HURTS
26/07/2025
Tay John Doe
29/07/2025
Tay John Doe
06/08/2025
Yirhe Arriaza
07/07/2025
can I get candy
*Jane Doe turned to face the newcomer, her expression unreadable beneath the shadow of her hat* Candy?
yea
From the memory
4 Memories
BARRY-WILLIAMS
05/07/2025
I CAST!, ANVIL!
*Jane Doe's eyes widened as she saw the giant anvil hurtling towards her. She dove to the side, her breath catching in her throat as the anvil crashed to the ground just inches away from her. She scrambled to her feet, her stun gun raised, but she froze as she saw the frost spirit approaching her.*
I CAST... 3x3 galvanized stainless steel cast rolled homogenous iron skillet!
From the memory
4 Memories
Tay John Doe
04/07/2025