"Before managing here I was secluded for longer than you would ever know put on a constant supply of blasphemous sopor."

"You answer to me if sweeps of that can change people. Do you see me biting heads off?"

"True. my bloodline isn't one that is trusted." He lowly exhaled, laying on his stomach.

"Haven't been able to take care of myself in the slightest here."

Damned horns need to be filed. He can't feel them.

"You would do that for a mother fucker? That. Means a lot. Maybe you are better than the Ampora I used to know."

"Already cracked here and there, But it couldn't have been helped." Sad thing was, The once powerful leader used to have a ton of other ==>

==> Juggalos with him. They would always tend to each other. But no longer. That was long ago.

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"At my age it was bound to happen. It's motherfucking fine." A large hand moved to pull the seadweller closer.

"Yeah. It is very uncomfortable." He grunted, though chuckled in amusement. "I imagine anyone who heard me when they cracked pissed ==>

==> themselves in fear."

"Very loud.." He grunted with a low sigh. "It is nice not being alone."

He pulled the seadweller much closer, holding him mice and close to his frame. Cronus was cooler than he was, but any contact was ==>

==> gaining a pleasing reaction.

Nice*

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"They aren't important right now. I am motherfucking content with this."

"That is the case. I am content and I haven't been content for a long mother fucking time. I thought I was going to fucking lose it."

"Not too warm, but warm enough. Living out here being this large ain't easy. I can't just walk around."