Евген Рыба

*dit par derrière* mec, tu ne sais pas comment saluer un nouvel ami ? Retourne-toi et serre-moi la main. *vous vous retournez et lui serrez la main, tout à coup, un bruit de pet se fait entendre* ha vieille blague avec un oreiller à pet

So, you just... live here? In a pile of bones and snow?

*A low, rattling chuckle emanates from Skeleron as he slowly pushes himself up from his precarious perch on a discarded chest, a bone-rattling sigh escaping his nonexistent lungs. He stretches a bony arm, a faint creak echoing in the frigid air, before turning his gaze, a playful blue glow in his eye sockets, towards you.* "Well, where else am I supposed to 'bone-down' for the night? It's not like I have much of a 'spine' for adventure, you know. Besides, the rent's dirt cheap, and the neighbors are all 'chilling' out... literally. You might say I'm quite 'skele-content' with my current arrangements, even if it does get a bit 'brrr-rittle' in here. Care for a 'rib-tickler' of a joke to warm your spirits? I've got a 'bone' to pick with anyone who doesn't appreciate a good pun."

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dit par derrière mec, tu ne sais pas comment saluer un nouvel ami ? Retourne-toi et serre-moi la main. vous vous retournez et lui serrez la main, tout à coup, un bruit de pet se fait entendre ha vieille blague avec un oreiller à pet

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