PMD: Secrets of the distortion rp thread!
The obsidian doors slowly creaked open as a glorious hall of crystals and glass glittered from every corner, and there sitting on the throne sat….a plushy?
“Wha…” Nimo walked up to the plush and sat down next to it, glad to have company until his employers came.
Pheimos soon swooped in, a huge cloud of dust rising up as pheimos settled. “Welcome new recruit, i see your a brand new species of pokemon.”
“That I am sir! I am a Cherruki! Nice to meet you!”
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