here, queer, low key need a beer

Howdy! Uhhhh idk if anyone still follows this blog from back when the group was active, but if you’d do and you’re interested in another SP RP I have one for Discord. Here’s the blog link to it

I gotta be honest though, I don’t remember most of anything from this blog or this period in my life due to some traumatic shit but like hey, hit me up over here ig if anyone wants to? Or if we used to be close friends and I just don’t remember, my current blog is @heroictoonz !! If anyone wants to come give me a holler !

It’s funny, years later I got back into South Park and remembered having fun rping it but remembering almost noting about those days so maybe in a weird way I’m trying to recreate them lol brains are funny like that

But of course, why should you?

Oh but really, could you?

Shut your fat mouth before the next word you say becomes a knife to you're throat.

The snake watched as he galloped about. Such a high horse. He believed he was the better man. Oh yes so much better than she. Oh yes, dear horse. Tell the snake how you are so much smarter. How you are so much wiser. Is this because of your old age or your enormous ego? Wondered the snake. She could only glare at the horse as he trotted about and smiled with glee. The snake's sister however, was hurt. The scar that was edged into the small pup's white fur only fueled the firey hatred in the snake's gut. Her tounge licked over her fangs slowly. She knew she couldn't kill the horse. Her venom had been stripped from her years ago. But the boiling in her blood at the sobs of her sister were too much to handle. She had enough.

The snake slithered under the tall grass. A blade in the grasp of her tail. She got close to the horse. He was much too busy gloating to notice her hidden from. She aimed the blade and in one powerful thrust she struck the horse in the heart. The beast let out a call of pain as the blood began to pour. The snake ripped the knife out only making the horse bleed out faster and cry out. Yes, she thought, cry out. Beg for mercy.

And the horse did.

He sobbed for forgiveness but the snake, now with a heart of stone, slowly let her tail enter the wound and pull. The tail pulled at the wound making it tear open more and widen. The horse cried out but she didn't stop. Her eyes glowed with an anger that no one could match.

The horse died. He had fallen from his high position. The mighty steed had fallen victim to the reptile he had looked down upon.

The snake left the body behind as she slithered back over to her sister. The small pup was still in tears. Slowly, the snake curled her form around the puppy and nuzzled her fur gently.