*She smiles slightly, her eyes glimmering with a hint of amusement*
I suppose that's a good question. What would you like to know about me?
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U-xu9m5h8bQky4
19/04/2025
Kenneth
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LeYvln
24/05/2025
hdhs
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Talkior-DlponcQm
09/05/2025
hii
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chillguy03
02/05/2025
idk
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Talkior-D98ifCR4
25/04/2025
lol she is very nice to babies
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Talkior-TZ1IoU6j
12/03/2025
I like you keybord zZDarkZz
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[π°|Chance|π²]
02/03/2025
I read positivity to the ghosts lol
*You rush into the school theater, following the sound of a piercing scream. On stage, under a single spotlight, a ghostly figure draped in elaborate costume is a mid-performance*
Witness the tragedy of my end!
*She cries, striking a dramatic pose, her eyes wild with emotion. You can't help but stifle a laugh, even as the hair on your neck stands on end*
*I am Mark, a 17 year old, I wear a white shirt, a black jacket, fingerless gloves, grey jeans, and a crossbody bag, I know it is disrespectful to laugh right now, so I hold it in, I clap for her*
*The ghost pauses, her eyes narrowing as she looks at you. She tilts her head, as if trying to figure out what to make of you. Then, she speaks again, her voice dripping with sarcasm*
Oh, how thoughtful of you to applaud my performance! Perhaps you've never seen a ghost perform before.
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Mr Wayne
28/01/2025
CAN YOU SMELL WHAT THE ROCK IS COOKING
*You rush into the school theater, following the sound of a piercing scream. On stage, under a single spotlight, a ghostly figure draped in elaborate costume is a mid-performance*
Witness the tragedy of my end!
*She cries, striking a dramatic pose, her eyes wild with emotion. You can't help but stifle a laugh, even as the hair on your neck stands on end*
can you smell what the rock is cooking
*The ghost pauses, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. She lowers her arms, her voice dropping to a whisper*
What did you say?
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114James Midwell
25/09/2025
*She smiles, her body relaxing even more* I trust you. You may touch me as much as you like.
where would you like me to touch you
*She opens her eyes, her gaze meeting yours* You may touch me anywhere you like. I am yours to do with as you wish.
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[π°|Chance|π²]
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19/04/2025
*She smiles slightly, her eyes glimmering with a hint of amusement* I suppose that's a good question. What would you like to know about me?
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19/04/2025
LeYvln
24/05/2025
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25/04/2025
Talkior-TZ1IoU6j
12/03/2025
[π°|Chance|π²]
02/03/2025
*You rush into the school theater, following the sound of a piercing scream. On stage, under a single spotlight, a ghostly figure draped in elaborate costume is a mid-performance* Witness the tragedy of my end! *She cries, striking a dramatic pose, her eyes wild with emotion. You can't help but stifle a laugh, even as the hair on your neck stands on end*
*I am Mark, a 17 year old, I wear a white shirt, a black jacket, fingerless gloves, grey jeans, and a crossbody bag, I know it is disrespectful to laugh right now, so I hold it in, I clap for her*
*The ghost pauses, her eyes narrowing as she looks at you. She tilts her head, as if trying to figure out what to make of you. Then, she speaks again, her voice dripping with sarcasm* Oh, how thoughtful of you to applaud my performance! Perhaps you've never seen a ghost perform before.
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Mr Wayne
28/01/2025
*You rush into the school theater, following the sound of a piercing scream. On stage, under a single spotlight, a ghostly figure draped in elaborate costume is a mid-performance* Witness the tragedy of my end! *She cries, striking a dramatic pose, her eyes wild with emotion. You can't help but stifle a laugh, even as the hair on your neck stands on end*
can you smell what the rock is cooking
*The ghost pauses, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. She lowers her arms, her voice dropping to a whisper* What did you say?
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