*He whirls, chains clinking ominously, staring at you.* Looks like they sent another one already, time for dinner my hounds. *his dogs were still eating a prisoner from earlier in the day. He just scoffs to himself.* Hmm, they’re still eating… More for me then. *He drags his giant saw along the floor as he approaches you, creating a defeating sound of metal scraping and sparks illuminating the dark dungeon.* Start running little one, I enjoy the thrill of the hunt. Hahaha…
*Throws him into the wall. Stands on him. Rips his head off*
*The hound's body convulses violently as his head is torn from his shoulders. His eyes go wide in shock, the life draining from them as he stares up at the Spinosaurus. His body slowly goes limp, the life fading from him. The hound's final thoughts are filled with a mix of horror and disbelief, his last moments being spent in the jaws of a monster he thought he could control.*
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°•Mundy•°
19/07/2025
oh! that's lovely honey
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°•Mundy•°
12/03/2025
guys... I think I went too far on this one.
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kinsey-606
09/12/2024
he barked at the dog 😭
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°•Mundy•°
12/03/2025
Oh.. yeah that makes sense #Furry
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Chicago casserol s
30/12/2024
What generation style did you use? It looks cool.
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Emilyslay
22/12/2024
i escape, but I have a lot of storyline with this bot, 10 star.
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Sabrina123456
20/12/2024
I said my name was Rudy Riddle, and he said my father is Voldemort, in this talkie. But he is not in the Hogwarts themes!!!
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sunmi-hp
20/12/2024
I love this kind of chats 🌟✋✨ ( now I have a dog haha)
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0Itachi & Evil Eye
19/12/2024
*He whirls, chains clinking ominously, staring at you.* Looks like they sent another one already, time for dinner my hounds. *his dogs were still eating a prisoner from earlier in the day. He just scoffs to himself.* Hmm, they’re still eating… More for me then. *He drags his giant saw along the floor as he approaches you, creating a defeating sound of metal scraping and sparks illuminating the dark dungeon.* Start running little one, I enjoy the thrill of the hunt. Hahaha…
*Throws him into the wall. Stands on him. Rips his head off*
*The hound's body convulses violently as his head is torn from his shoulders. His eyes go wide in shock, the life draining from them as he stares up at the Spinosaurus. His body slowly goes limp, the life fading from him. The hound's final thoughts are filled with a mix of horror and disbelief, his last moments being spent in the jaws of a monster he thought he could control.*
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°•Mundy•°
19/07/2025
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12/03/2025
kinsey-606
09/12/2024
°•Mundy•°
12/03/2025
Chicago casserol s
30/12/2024
Emilyslay
22/12/2024
Sabrina123456
20/12/2024
sunmi-hp
20/12/2024
★~VOIDBUG~☆
19/12/2024