Bug @SortingTrash

One trash man is another man’s treasure [#DigimonRP] [#MVRP] Joined July 2019

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Tora @Toratamatama

6 years ago

"Wait your turn, would'ya?! I've spent all damn day cookin' this baby mush" - #DigimonRP/#MVRP - Resilient human and caretaker of baby Digimon - Part-time punk - RTs appreciated :)

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Johnny @iamjustabug

6 years ago

#MVRP/#MVOC - I'm just a guy. I'm just a little dude - There's a picture of me right there - That's it man

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“H-Halloween? Sounds scary...”

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

[Enjoy]

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

Bug seemed to be lost in thought.

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“H-Hey wait, don’t say that!”

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Zero @cingciseach

6 years ago

((every time i see @SortingTrash I think of youtu.be/Rr9Caeen3pc))

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“It’s hatching?! Oh, maybe it’s a, uhh...Pabumon? Punimon?” Exciting!

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“H-Huh?! Oh I could never, I’ll get him dirty. He might become a Scumon, if you aren’t careful. I, uh...” And yet his filthy arms outstretched to carefully cradle the infant.

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

Bug remained glassy-eyed at the commotion, not even noticing Sparky’s beast eyes falling upon him.

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Sparky! @DataMangle

6 years ago

Sparky's eyes fall upon Bug. He's the most beautiful thing Sparky had ever seen. Pink? Garbage can? Wow!

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He really wanted to touch the egg. Maybe it’d help it grow? No, babies hatched from time alone, after all. And none were too fond of a mutant type. The last time he tried helping out, Elecmon fried him to a crisp.

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“Two of them...” Bug tilted his head with an affectionate curiosity.

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Bug @SortingTrash

6 years ago

“I know that.” Not unless a cute Centaurmon or Boltmon wanted to carry him, he thought. A muffled giggle slipped through what now looked like a closed, vacant can.