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WrongTypeOfHero 🔪🕷️ Spider / Sackboy Horror VTuber @wrongtypeofhero.bsky.social · 07/10/2024

// I lied. I will remake this account after October. To match the pinned yatta yatta you get the gist — ⭐

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I feel like I need to tap the sign cause I keep seeing people trying to "dunk" on hateful peeps on my feed. This ISN'T TWITTER. Please don't make it into it.

An info-board summarising the difference between Twitter/X and Bluesky and the potential advantages that come with the latter.

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// Interactive post with mun. Hello 👁️ — ⭐

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// Uhhhhh Account remake soon. — ⭐

Unofficial Limbus Company @limbuscompanynews.bsky.social · 16/09/2024

// LMAO I AM REVIVED IN THIS ACCOUNT — ⭐

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2024.09.19 (KST) New Identity · E.G.O Target Extraction [000] Devyat' North Section 3 Rodion

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Unofficial Limbus Company @limbuscompanynews.bsky.social · 16/09/2024

2024.09.19 (KST) New Identity · E.G.O Target Extraction [TETH] Bygone Days Ishmael

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Minh Khai @sanguinestroke.bsky.social · 13/09/2024

//Peakaboo. I'll update some recent forms soon now that Twitter takeover has ended. — ⭐

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Meursault @meursaultsinner.bsky.social · 11/09/2024

A beaultiful drawing, and he looks just as marvelous too.. It is good to know, that stars can still shine bright in the City. Thank you, Noah.

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> Sitting alone in the request box is the letter and the package... Waiting to be opened and to be read. > Yet they are left untouched as the receiver is nowhere to be found.

> The Artist cradles the Mirror in his arms... Too immersed to acknowledge the arrival of the ruined canvas. However when he does... No... No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no... [+]

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They're not... I'm not— I... > Upon being forced to look at the Mirror, he sees a reflection of the Past. His pondering questions about it are long forgotten... The shadow of what he used to be. Smiling at him. Smiling so tenderly. So naive. So... > So disgusting. [+]

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> The Artist momentarily freezes at the description. "Unfulfilled Dreams"? You...Sold... > To think that his painting is being sold for mere useless coins. Yet it is not any paintings but it's one of the very few memories that he painted without ending in wrath or insanity. [+]

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... > The Artist appears indifference to this third encounter... Yet underneath is a rumbling frustration for his constant lost of works... Do you have to commit thief to obtain my paintings? Some of them are available for auction, did you not know? [+]

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Ha?~ Oh I hope you are aware of the repercussions for intruding the Ring's territory... But since it is you... I will make an exception, fuhu. Come in, my dear~

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What a tragic tale... > The Artist's indifference to the woes is blantly obvious.

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> The Artist is... surprised, to say the least. Though this little box brings him a feeling of ecstasy. How romantic...~ > He giggles, setting the camellias on a table. Maybe I should mess with that shard of Mirror more...

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Hah? Personally I prefer literatures over comic books...though I hardly have the time to spare for a read these days, unfortunately.

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Ah?... > The Artist touches his own ponytail. Such nice scenery. B. > ( Should I try new hairstyle...? )

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... > The delivery guy is never to be seen again.

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Hm, the longest I took is a week... Shortest would be half a day at least.

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Hah, thank you~ My creation is naught but perfection... Hm... > The Artist won't elaborate on his choice of Heathcliff's among the Mirror Worlds.

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Ah, is that his name? How unfortunate. I wish him a quick recovery. Please do return well.

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//I am all caught up lol.... Next time, never forgetting this platform again... - ⭐

A dot of the end. A dot of the beginning. A singular dot can change the whole canvas by locations, density or even shades of colors. One dot can do so much. Yet it is so small compared to a canvas. So small... That one would think it is useless. Just like us.

Mirrors, mirrors, mirrors... I created them. I abandoned them. I let others use them. And yet they still come back to me. Why.

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The moon shines bright tonight. Does it's light ever reach him?...

Hm... > He fiddles with a gifted mirror, yet the Artist does not look into it's reflection. The mirror that affects one's psych... Gifted by an unknown sender. ...Mm. > He wonders why or where does he receive all of these unfortunate curses... However he's tempted to use it...

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Painting along the sound of the rain... The melody sings to my ears like a lullaby to ease my mind. ... How is he doing, I wonder...? Is it raining where he is too?

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Hm, I have my doubts a lollipop could bring me the feeling of joy... Though I suppose I can appreciate the sugary of it.

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Oh?... > The Artist reads the letter with intense interest. Oh how lovely~... > A manic quiet giggles echos in the studio.

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