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Evil Food Eater Conchita

  • I was born on March 30
  • My occupation is Lady Resi's most faithful follower.
  • I am Male.
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  • I wanted to draw you lovely Josephine x Sickle but that went downhill very.... very.... very fast. 

    So enjoy this bad drawing instead.

    Happy birthday! I hope this year is good for you and many happy returns! 
    Bany 17 B-Day
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  • Hello. Just wondering, what image did you originally post in the Gallery section of Servy's user page? It's the one with the caption, "What I actually do". I'm making a fake page for Servy in my section, so I'd like to add it there. Thanks!

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  • Where are you!

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  • You're a ghost!

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  • is it working for you? it keeps eating everything I type

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  • Just when I finally finish it, you change your icon >:(

    Anyway it's done~

    50shadesofshotaharem

    50 shades of shota harem

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  • It was an extremely average day,

    Without a single shinobi in my path

    Until I was bored, listening to the PMs,

    And I heard it say:

    "It's very unfortunate I have to say this"

    "But the chat is going to end today."

    Said some person's admin

    In tears as they spoke...


    Out the window was a huge flock of Lems

    Congesting to cover up the chat

    Swallowing up the cresent Octo

    Headed some unknown direction...

    I half-finished a PM with no spam;

    A scarcely-touched cookie lay on my head

    And to stop my body from trembling,

    I promplty put on my shipphones

    Just as I was listening to an obscure editor,

    A message they sent with an unknown title

    Just as it came to my ears, I heard:

    "You want to glomp, yes?"


    Waving over the wriggling chat

    The users seemed to tremble

    This voice seemed unmistakeable:

    It was my own, which I tired of hearing

    "If you cross that PM, then in 20 seconds,"

    "You'll know what I mean, for better or worse"

    "Don't doubt... just listen close - go 20 seconds ahead..."


    The main chat was crowded, of course;

    Servy, Lawful, Dark, it didn't matter

    I was buried under people yelling and Evils' cries

    Rioting users, a sobbing shinobi,

    A Swirly praying, I passed them all by

    One single person headed the other way,

    Toward what was beyond that PM...

    The voice from my shipphones persisted:

    "Twelve minutes left," it told me 

    If everything was going to up and vanish,

    Then I had no other way...


    The chorus of shrieks and screams

    Turned to tearful eyes in 10 seconds

    I had my doubts, but no matter who did what,

    There was no ending chat's song

    "Run, run, there's one minute left,"

    But I couldn't even hear it by then;

    The PM which I sought to cross

    Was right before me...


    My breath faint, I finally arrived

    Before a wall which projected the chat

    Behind it, scientists in white applauded;

    "Magnificent," they said

    Doubt...


    From there, I saw the chat

    Was some kind of experimental facility;

    "No longer necessary,"

    A scientist said, and calmly tossed a glomp-bomb

    I was told I had been living 

    My whole life in a little world in a PM

    So I could only stare, dumbfounded

    At the burnt wreckage that had been the chat

    And from the shipphones at my ear,

    I heard a faint "sorry"...

    This concludes another Banyrody~

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  • Soul Hole

    When did I get to be soulless,

    This empty feeling I can’t remember?

    Out of what I just can’t recall,

    There’s one thing I remember pretty well.

    Try one more time, a hundred times

    All I remember is removing my eye

    And yet you yourself, I’m not sure why,

    But I still can’t remember you

    The cocoa wraps the PMs

    Going ‘round to message the people

    But we don’t  need to talk:

    We follow our desire, and be alone

    Try one more time, a thousand times,

    All I remember is removing my eye

    Light rain settles on my katana,

    And I still can’t hear that dead, deep, voice

    Not having a soul at all

    Well, that won’t hurt you – will it?

    It makes me unable to sleep even still,

    And if you took it out, I bet you’d laugh.

    When I’d try to count all the simple cocoa cups,

    I’d find I forgot even the insults you shared with me

    Goodbye, and I’ll never, ever have it again

    That’s just what feeling I get,

    That’s just what I thought…

    I can’t feel anything, I’m stuck,

    There’s nothing I can do

    It’s just like the cocoa in the cup,

    Like trying to sip that cocoa

    Proving I really had one

    Is something I can never do

    Try one more time, a hundred times,

    All I remember is removing my eye

    One more night I sleep, body wedged

    Between glomps and ships…

    If there really were souls that never get sold,

    Would that give us relief?

    I can’t hope on things that have passed,

    So just give me something to live with…

    When I’d try to count all the souls I lost

    I’d forgot even the glomps you shared with me

    Goodbye, and we’ll never, ever glomp again;

    That’s just what  feeling I get,

    That’s just what I thought…

    The cocoa comes pouring out,

    There’s nothing I can do…

    The hole opened up in my chest,

    Now it’s the only thing that proves it

    And yet I’m still so empty

    My soul is torn to ribbons,

    There’s nothing I can do…

    When I’d try to count all the simple cocoa cups,

    I’d find I forgot even the insults you shared with me

    Goodbye, and I’ll never, ever have it again…

    In the end, I remembered that little word

    Taking my sips calmly, my eyes opened up…

    My eyes opened up,

    My eyes opened up,



    Your ship is-

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  • I've just been ghost-spammed, thank you.



    Can you come back though.

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  • I guess I shouldn't stay up for too long...so I just assumed you were sleeping or gone.


    So I left.

    ...Night. ;v;

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