FuneralSeen this...So many times.I've walked these halls.I've a in this seat.All too many times.Coffin after coffin.Sermon after sermon.Ashes to ashes.I just want life.But all I have is death.
Does Trendy Need a Proxy? "Smexy. Get off me.""Awww... But I only wanted a cuddle, Arc."Sexual Offenderman put Arc on his lap and hugged her like a teddybear.Arc only grumbled, keeping her laptop on her knee."Honestly, Smexy. I don't see why you keep Arc sometimes.""Why, Trendy? Arc's cute~" He purred, nuzzling into her hair.Arc ignored him and went back to her laptop.She had to get this next Tumblr drawing done."Yes, but she tries to kill you on a regular basis. Doesn't that bother you?" Trenderman looked at his Iphone."We need to get you a proxy, Trendy!" Splendorman said cheerily, waving."Honestly, Splendy, do you think I need a proxy?""Awww, come on Trendy! It'll be fun! Even Slendy has Masky and Hoodie!"Trendy only scrolled through his Twitter feed in a bored and slightly irritated manner."Trendy? Trendy? Trendy?" Splendy said, poking him with each ask of his name."Honestly, Splendy. If I were to get a proxy, they would have to be perfect. I mean PERFECT.""Because you're Mr. Picky." Sm