I do. It know what Christmas is...but I hear people are getting excited about it. So Merry Christmas Eve!
Xenovia {Parody}
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|"You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you? The perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility."|Roleplay Account|Mun is 25+|
Deciding to go for it she curled up against his chest, rounded head nuzzling under his chin. "I would love that. I want to learn all I can about my creator."
Xenovia tensed for a second before leaning into the touch. A soft hiss leaving her as she moved closer to her creator. "I thank you so much for that... Pleasing you is all that I have ever wanted to do."
"One of? Do you know more like me?" The Xeno looked from. Her to the plant, tail swishing behind her. Reaching a hand down she gripped at the soil, feeling it squish between her claws.
"Most are not, I'm different. I was thrown away by my kind, even abandoned by my queen. Now I search for my true creator " This version of the creature was more anatomically akin to a human then normal, physique holding the sexual features of a female.
Xenovia was even more confused now as she followed closely after them. Repeating their words in her head she thought it would be okay and slipped into sight. "How did you sense me?"
Xenovia fucked quickly the obsidian female trying to slip into a nearby shadow. However as it did so her tail still swayed to and fro.
Xenovia had set about skulking the female looking creature, her curiosity in overdrive as it senses no body heat coming from their form.
The female felt a warm two get of crimson fill their obsidian cheeks as it stared up at him "Did I meet your hopes and dreams then?"
"You are my creator?" The curious xenomorph tilted it's head to the side as it stared down the male before it.
"Its Structural Perfection Is Matched Only By Its Hostility... I Admire Its Purity. A Survivor... Unclouded By Conscience, Remorse, Or Delusions Of Morality." Independent Portrayal Minors DNI Pan Ships w/chem Crossovers Encouraged Mun is 25+
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