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Hear me out--
My favourite polycule, Michael/Mike/Oliver.

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somehow you guys came up with genius deathsdoor for michael/oliver i need you now to come up with a very clever name for the gerry/oliver/mike/michael fouple
"The average TMA ship name is good" statement actually just statistical error. The average TMA ship name is just decent. Oliver banks, who has all the boyfriends & perfect ship names with all of them, is an outlier adn should not be counted
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He needed killing machines , hard working loyal creature that could follow his every command to the t. He didn't want mtfs or some fucking idiots that question his methods and authority.
He wanted weapons.
He ignored the warnings from others as he approached the cell that contained a dangerous creature. His red eyes glowing as he smirked widened behind his mask "this will be fun " he hummed out as his tendrils extended out from his pak.
He stopped at the cell containing the subject carefully using the access key to open it "well well ~" he hummed out stepping in and looking around for the subject he was searching for.
- @fountian-of-youth
[She didn't regret it. No. She didn't feel bad about what he had done. Even with blood splattered across her face, painting her hands, her arms.]
[There was no remorse about what had been done.]
[They certainly didn't like solitary, though. The plain metal walls, the lack of.. The lack of enrichment, or whatever the researchers called it.]
[It kicked at the door, the dull thudding noise echoing in the 12-year-olds head.]
[She would be stuck in here for a while. Again...]
[Until the door opened.]
[The young child experiment immediately went to run out of the room, aiming at whoever opened the door's knees. Oh, he was going to HURT whoever was stupid enough to let him out.]
[Hopefully it wasn't that robot again.]
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