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# Statistics
Favourites: 47; Deviations: 50; Watchers: 42
Watching: 67; Pageviews: 3080; Comments Made: 71; Friends: 67
# Interests
Favorite movies: Zootopia and BoltFavorite books: Wings of fire!
Favorite games: Animal crossing,Pokemon,Transformice,Cuphead owo
# About me
Hi! im Mythicaldogg you can also call me Jason if you want! i do art i guess
# Comments
Comments: 31
Longtailedwolf In reply to oknowthatsepic [2019-06-18 22:43:44 +0000 UTC]
tbh i frogt who made my pfpΒ
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Morrisons-Meal-Deal In reply to cheesehcheezTFM [2018-07-21 10:44:56 +0000 UTC]
Float on lit and fly
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Jesscakee [2017-12-18 22:25:00 +0000 UTC]
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CommanderCakey [2017-12-17 19:29:01 +0000 UTC]
Thanks for the watch o w o
Here's a watch back.
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Awful-Comics In reply to rektchu [2017-12-07 03:14:47 +0000 UTC]
Trizza kink will shoot you in the gut till u piss
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Longtailedwolf In reply to Awful-Comics [2017-12-07 03:41:17 +0000 UTC]
OIJUYT^RE$WAESDRTFYGU
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Awful-Comics In reply to rektchu [2017-12-07 04:10:07 +0000 UTC]
Its gonna happen and you cant deny it.Β Β
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Awful-Comics In reply to rektchu [2017-12-07 05:04:18 +0000 UTC]
only the worst cafer in the universe
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rektchu In reply to Awful-Comics [2017-12-07 05:13:02 +0000 UTC]
not related to what u said but are u insayan12 u remind me of him
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Jesscakee [2017-10-14 01:13:50 +0000 UTC]
Gentle Mythicaldogg
A Short Story
byΒ
Mythicaldogg had always loved dull THE ROOM WHERE IT HAPPENS with its excited, early estuaries. It was a place where she felt anxious.
She was a gentle, energetic, squash drinker with tall warts and moist feet. Her friends saw her as an obedient, old-fashioned ogre. Once, she had even helped a repulsive blind person cross the road. That's the sort of woman he was.
Mythicaldogg walked over to the window and reflected on her cold surroundings. The moon shone like running pigeons.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Pandamiceoo . Pandamiceoo was a grateful muppet with curvy warts and dirty feet.
Mythicaldogg gulped. She was not prepared for Pandamiceoo.Β
As Mythicaldogg stepped outside and Pandamiceoo came closer, she could see the sweet glint in her eye.
Pandamiceoo gazed with the affection of 7197 malicious knowledgeable kittens. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want Internet access."
Mythicaldogg looked back, even more delighted and still fingering the cursed gun. "Pandamiceoo, I ate your puppy," she replied.
They looked at each other with lonely feelings, like two fair, fat foxes drinking at a very optimistic bar mitzvah, which had classical music playing in the background and two incredible uncles swimming to the beat.
Mythicaldogg regarded Pandamiceoo's curvy warts and dirty feet. "I feel the same way!" revealed Mythicaldogg with a delighted grin.
Pandamiceoo looked surprised, her emotions blushing like a handsome, helpless hat.
Then Pandamiceoo came inside for a nice beaker of squash.
THE ENDΒ
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Jesscakee In reply to Longtailedwolf [2017-10-14 01:21:52 +0000 UTC]
The Curse of the Minuscule Piano
A Horror Story
by no
Whilst investigating the death of a local scout, a NERD actor called Jess Cake uncovers a legend about a supernaturally-cursed, minuscule piano circulating throughout Australia. As soon as anyone uses the piano, he or she has exactly 29 days left to live.
The doomed few appear to be ordinary people during day to day life, but when photographed, they look zombified. A marked person feels like an ugly monkey to touch.
Jess gets hold of the piano, refusing to believe the superstition. A collage of images flash into her mind: a simple frog balancing on a fluffy scout, an old newspaper headline about a motor accident, a hooded monkey ranting about Puppies and a drinking well located in a picturesque place.
When Jess notices her Kittens have monkey-like properties, she realises that the curse of the minuscule piano is true and calls in her lesbianitics, a computer programmer called Mythical dogg, to help.
Mythical examines the piano and willingly submits herself to the curse. She finds that the same visions flash before his eyes. She finds the simple frog balancing on a fluffy scout particularly chilling. She joins the queue for a supernatural death.
Jess and Mythical pursue a quest to uncover the meaning of the visions, starting with a search for the hooded monkey. Will they be able to stop the curse before their time is up?
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Praise for The Curse of the Minuscule Piano
"This is actually pretty scary. I'll never be able to look at another minuscule piano for as long as I live."
- The Daily Tale
"Oh please! There's nothing scary about a simple frog balancing on a fluffy scout. Are we supposed to feel spooked?"
- Enid Kibbler
"The hooded monkey really freaked me out."
- Hit the Spoof
"I hope Jess and Mythical get married."
- Zob Gloop
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Jesscakee In reply to Longtailedwolf [2017-10-14 01:19:23 +0000 UTC]
The Silver Banana
A Mystery
by FFFFFF
The snooty, seaside town of Cafe holds a secret.
Jesscakee Bloggs has the perfect life working as a housekeeper in the city and walking with her optimistic boyfriend, death inside.
However, when she finds a silver banana in her cellar, she begins to realise that things are not quite as they seem in the Bloggs family.
A rave leaves Jesscakee with some startling questions about her past, and she sets off to industrial Cafe to find some answers.
At first the people of Cafe are popular and generous. She is intrigued by the curiously delightful cleaner, star dead. However, after he introduces her to hard coffee, Jesscakee slowly finds herself drawn into a web of Murder, Death Bringers and perhaps, even assassination.
Can Jesscakee resist the charms of star dead and uncover the secret of the silver banana before it's too late, or will her demise become yet another Cafe legend?
I'M A BLOGGSSSSSSSSS
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