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themanintheportrait is in the Fabricated World!
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What all had happened...? It was a little hard for her to remember... Something about pain... Fire. Burning. A girl, and a man...
Blue eyes flickered slowly open, a small groan escaping the girl's lips. Everything was hurting... She looks down at herself and gasps a bit, now seeing her dress, a bit tattered and burned. All around her, black soot and faint red-orange flakes of ember lays, obviously having settled there. Wait... Why was...
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That's right... A fire. Her painting had been burned. But how had she... survived? She had expected to be killed. Ib, the person she had held so dear to her, loved more than anything, had set her painting on fire. That's right...
Carefully, she began to get up, grimacing in pain before beginning to walk. Maybe... she couldn't really die? Sure, be put through a lot of pain, and suffering. But.... not die? That could be it. The painting looks around some more, as if trying to find anyone else.
"Hello? Where has everyone--?" she started and then stopped in her tracks, her eyes wide. Was that...?
"Garry?" Well, she was already a painting, which would explain why she wasn't completely dead. But did that mean since Garry died here, and was left here... He was a painting now. And didn't die like a human? If so...
Well, she could be in some trouble.
Call me Ambrose, I like steel blue, too many otps, I like mint chocolate chip, no I do not have a cat.
Mm I want some ice cream now! And same here about the OTPs ^^;
Call me Ambrose, my favorite color is red, I have so many ships I don't know what my favorite is, my favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip, and I do not have a cat.
My name is livvia or seven, my fav color is pink, i ship almost anything that even strikes me as cute for half a second, my fav ice cream is raspberry or chocolate, and i have a puppy woof woof
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Was this how Mary felt?
HOW DARE YOU HURT ME IN THIS WAY GARRY-MUN
YOU BETTER FUCKING STOP THAT THIS INSTANT YOUNG MAN
themanintheportrait
"Oh, Garry? Time no see~" she smiled and walked around him "How have you been doing~? Gaarry?"
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That’s what I do whenever I’m scared of something I can’t see. I threaten to beat the ever loving shit out of it.
 You sir are much braver than me.