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~Haru~
So, school had just started a week ago, right? The amount of times I've been called a slut-in-training by that TWO-TONED CUNT AND HER CLIQUE has already reached almost 3-4 hundred. Online, I was starting to turn to Beastagram Reels fur dissociative reasons and made a mutual following with a recent GRWM sensation who I might be blood-related to but am unsure. (I mean, I'm a dwarf rabbit and he or they are a lion, but we're both albinos. Yes, that's literally my only possible clue.) I was about to start making my own GRWM TickTok-style short when a knocking came at my door fur vengeance, and seemingly even more that wasn't just the good shit.
"Free, I swear if you took my primer again- wait, what?"
We stared at each other fur a good few seconds, and I know the feline in front of me could also swear they were in their regular surroundings. I mean, outside my cabin/dorm windows was the advertisement of the gardening club me and a (dare I say) four-eyed stag run but behind the lion was the grand hallway of a manor fit fur mobsters!
"I-is that not you..?" the albino lion spoke with again, and I shifted towards where they had hesitantly pointed- and saw me looking at myself. ???
I blinked and woke up still at my own customized vanity, dazed and confused like any dwarf would be. If I was right about the vibes that semi-exterior in my dream gave me, I bet I could find it fur myself whether or not that entailed kidnapping, right? I got out of my currently compromising enough position and made way to anywhere outside the school, really, not just to find that place once and fur all.
"Ooohhh, you're going out to get eeeaat..." Ugh. This bitch again. Naturally, I mentally turned to Uncle O'Neal and Grandma Deb fur guidance, deciding on a battle in the means of the furmer.
"$ What she say? She ain't no divaaaaa! $"
"$ She needs some concealeeeeerrrrrr! $" Mizuki retorted just as Sheila and Els came over to peek at the current commotion.
I then began to pull out something her ex (the only man I've slept with unprompted thus far) asked me to give her, plus it needed to happen sooner or later! "$ Here's your own subpoenaaaaa! $" I then flicked it hard enough towards her face to give her cheekbone a visible paper cut, respectfully.
Mizuki: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Sheila: "NOT YOU GOT SERVED GWORL-"
Els: "CALL AN AMBULANCE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHJDIVJNV-3WSVV JBGWVWUBIVBUKLHSCOSDBVW4WCOUHW3CEWUOJ"
"Shit, we'll need to GTFO is she does actually need one!!" I exasperated, heading to a city hospital to seem less suspish.
~Hino~
I dunno what I just witnessed, but it was NOT fucking plausible. Fur starters, I saw two of the dwarf rabbit I've been chatting with online (and might be blood-related to offline, but who knows) and the interior of her or their room! JUst then an intrusive thought entered my mind- or was it that intrusive even regarding my father? At least this way, I won't be deadnamed by my butched-body mom anymore, hehe...
As thus, I set to the local hospital (naturally refraining from Gouhin's, cause REX he's too muscularly hot fur his own good) where I knew my dad was at. I know he removed the upstairs fur me, but it's still practice fur when I smoke my mom. I could actually try and smoke her ashes like a silvervine plunt but no, surely not even Boss is that cruel.
~I Wonder When This Chapter Will Be Completed In Full, Hmm~
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~Tem~
I mean, it's fucking madness that Legosi actually jumped right in front of most of the school! Like, Dolph ran to the lavatories as soon as the wolf was already (roll 1d100) seconds on the way to the nurse's office and he's usually the least fazed out of all of us when it came to disturbing topics. Being the friend-of-all-friends that I may or may not be in the drama club, I way too casually left Riz alone fur a mo' to strut the hippo's way, searching even the cis-girls-only bathrooms for him, until-
*thumpies*
*clackity-clack*
Once I had found where those soundbites had been most pinpointable, I saw a partly inflamed Dolph and a mostly finished bottle of Peanut M&M's-to-Go slumped askew on the bathroom floor, and my gut sank again. I get that people process trauma differently but why the fuck?!
Fur the better of my psyche, I briskly sashayed away from Dolph's already pre-bloating now-carcass towards wherever Legosi was, spending so long to do so that my world almost became monochromatically yellow. When I found the carnivore office (which really could use some work) a wolf family started to leave and bicker over someone being in there. A glimpse into the room proved they were Legosi's mom, dad, and grandma, and the mom and dad in particular were likely pissed that Bill was in the bed next to the- wait, Legosi's grandpa is a Komodo Dragon?
"Now, why in Cherryton of all places would you want to take your own life?" The scale(d) unc definitely sounded heartbroken, and I could hear the tears forming in those rhinestone eyes despite him not being a Gorilla.
"Well, these fucking back pains..."
I decuded