Uploaded April 2023 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
heads up vanis gonna probably do alll the thumbnails. lol
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Name: Potleer
Elements: Decor
Gender(s): She/They
Sound: Acoustic guitar
Bio: Potleer couldn’t stand watching Paul walk down to the Far Far Away Rooms. It was unbearable, though nobody else could tell. She remembers when she walked down there— she had no choice but to. Every time someone walks into those rooms, they don’t walk out the same. Potleer would know— she experienced it firsthand before she was forced to work here. She can’t stand remembering what happened in that room. They’d destroy that young chicken, that’s for sure. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Potleer figured he was already going through enough just by how he acted.
Was accepting the offer to work here really worth it? Potleer toils with the question every day. She managed to fend off Workplace’s goons for a while then, but then one day they managed to blindside her, and she had no choice but to gain funds in their currency, or else.... It was for her people— but she couldn’t help but feel like she could’ve done something else. Something to avoid being shaved of everything, literally, and put in a little pot. Was it worth the anger? The pain? Potleer doesn’t want to know.
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flankit - drive.google.com/drive/u/1/folders/19rZ43edsbQktsrD75BlcvF5bacdEzj6N
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heads up vanis gonna probably do alll the thumbnails. lol
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Name: Potleer
Elements: Decor
Gender(s): She/They
Sound: Acoustic guitar
Bio: Potleer couldn’t stand watching Paul walk down to the Far Far Away Rooms. It was unbearable, though nobody else could tell. She remembers when she walked down there— she had no choice but to. Every time someone walks into those rooms, they don’t walk out the same. Potleer would know— she experienced it firsthand before she was forced to work here. She can’t stand remembering what happened in that room. They’d destroy that young chicken, that’s for sure. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Potleer figured he was already going through enough just by how he acted.
Was accepting the offer to work here really worth it? Potleer toils with the question every day. She managed to fend off Workplace’s goons for a while then, but then one day they managed to blindside her, and she had no choice but to gain funds in their currency, or else.... It was for her people— but she couldn’t help but feel like she could’ve done something else. Something to avoid being shaved of everything, literally, and put in a little pot. Was it worth the anger? The pain? Potleer doesn’t want to know.
~~~
flankit - drive.google.com/drive/u/1/folders/19rZ43edsbQktsrD75BlcvF5bacdEzj6N
Portions of the materials used are trademarks and/or copyrighted works of Big Blue Bubble. All rights reserved by Big Blue Bubble. This material is not official and is not endorsed by Big Blue Bubble.
