oh that was misleading. i am not prototype i am merely another victim of the industrial complex pearl curse. i have also seen prototype in lobbies (plural? cant remember) though so indirect reunion i suppose
Doodles from a rain meadow(rainworld multiplayer mod) lobby
It was way more eventful but I got lazy lol
There is a big difference between saying:
We have returned to zero, and that we have returned to nothingness. And now we have returned to nothingness, unfortunately, it is unbelievable what we are experiencing of great loss that no human being can bear!💔🍉
I hope my message reaches every person who understands and feels the meaning of humanity.❤️🍉 In short, I am very tired of what has happened to us and I cry when I remember anything in every word I write.😓💔 Please, my friend, be a human being and feel with us. Donate anything to buy and pay for the basic needs only. I do not want much from you, but really, any donation is an appreciation for us. Your donation will make a difference and I feel that there is hope in this world to stand with us. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who supports us in these stifling and harsh circumstances. May God bless you and give you goodness, health and wellness.🌹🍉
When ur mutuals w/ some cool ass people rb if u agree
We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.
Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.
In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”
My father says..
I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.
When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...
But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.
With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.
Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.
Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.
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Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.
Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.
We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.
We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.
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