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liminalbean
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"in-between bean being"
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Hello. 
Prologue:Β
Prologue: Werewolves Hate Paperwork
It all started one day at the Colony, when Terry Fisher was investigating the Quists' cabin in order to connect the resort to Eddie Quist, Karen White's assailant also known as Eddie the Mangler. Cautiously, she walked up the stairs and slowly looked around at what could only be the front porch of the cabin. While looking, she didn't notice until too late the bone decoration hanging from the ceiling like it was some sort of wind chime. After shrugging it off, Terry looked through the window and noticed that no one was inside. At the same time, she heard a strange growl from the woods, although it's difficult to know where it came from directly. Cautious as she was before, she slowly opened the door and yelled out to see if anyone was present.
"Hello? Anyone here?"
There was no response. Keeping her cool just, she slowly walked in the room. As she looked in what appears to be a kitchen, she noticed a picture of a lone wolf standing tall on what seems to be a continent as if it was a sma
Chapter 1:Β
Chapter 1: Search and Recruit
At the bar, Marsha and her compatriots were eating there as they'd just saw the news that displayed Karen's demise. When her prey had escaped, they were afraid that they'd expose the existence of Werewolves the way they did. But after that, many people were still in denial. Thankfully, for their sake, that was the case. However, that didn't mean there weren't people who believed in them. After all, seeing is believing. And Marsha knew this debacle needed to be sorted out and soon. For now, blissful ignorance kept her at bay from devouring the people inside as one of the patrons spoke before two others followed suit.
"The things they do with special effects these days. Did you see the one about the guy in the spaceship?"
The man sitting beside him had his doubts.
"It was real. She turned into a werewolf and they shot her."
"You're plastered."
"Doesn't mean it wasn't real."
As Marsha heard this, she had half a mind to think about tearing his larynx out as the man sitting beside her eased
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I wish my art was as lifelike and sensational as yours is.
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Hi there
I see you really like to draw centaurs and do TF stories, these last days I found a story about a centaur TFΒ that ended up in an interesting accident. It might interest you, if you haven't read it.
tsa.transform.to/animal/unexpeβ¦
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anytime! keep doing great!
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Yes. Yes I have
And thank you.
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Your werewolf art is soooo amazing
I gave you a watch too btw
keep up the great workΒ
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