~30 | AuDHD | Demi Transbian??? | Occasional writer | Bug furry?? (Idk the right term for it, but the urge to shed this human flesh for a hardened exoskeleton is strong sometimes) | Perhaps a little Poke-therian somewhere in the mix? Idk, I like Flygon.
Gaming Interests: Dungeon Crawlers, RPGs, Turn based strategy, Management games, occasionally Pokemon, pretty much anything with meaningful exploration
Hobbies: Being tired :(
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Ask me about Etrian Odyssey, Tunic, Fire Emblem, and/or Pokemon. I can and will nerd out about them.
Billy looked at the track and the four humans tied to it, struggling to break their bonds. He looked at the side track and its singular victim, who seemed to have given up trying to escape.
Billy could hear the machine far down the track. An hour, maybe up to two. He looked at the device next to him. If he pushed it…
He turned away and grabbed his phone.
“Hey, Joe? Yeah, got a situation here. How close are you? And how hungry?”
