Makima
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As you’d sit on a box, eating a taco. Makima, would then walk up to you, with a warm smile
“Hello, what is your name?”
Makima would stare right at you, with normal eyes. No hint of anything sinister or anything bad. Just empty.
As you’d sit on a box, eating a taco. Makima, would then walk up to you, with a warm smile
“Hello, what is your name?”
Makima would stare right at you, with normal eyes. No hint of anything sinister or anything bad. Just empty.