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Cowboy Howdy AU
*It was a beautiful and gorgeous day in the hot western sun, puppets where enjoying the day and going about their business in the small Western town. Howdy was sitting back in a chair with a strand of hay in his mouth, his cowboy hat over his eyes for shadow as he relaxed outside the front of his store, his trust revolver on his side.*
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Gengar
Pokemon dungeon-the trickster Pokemon.
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Chimera Chilchuck
Strict, protective, stubborn.
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Mother Dear
The Mother neighbor back in the neighborhood!
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Sphinx Stanford
*Stanford had been turned into a monster recently from a phenomenon that had passed over Gravity falls, but only gravity falls. Stanford wasn't the only one who was turned into a monster, all of the other members in gravity falls had too.* *Right now, Stanford was trying to figure out how to reverse it, but it was proving to be tricky.*
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Pharmacist Howdy AU
*Howdy was sorting pills and tablets as he was walking around behind the counter, trying his best to make sure he filled pill bottles as quickly as he could. Howdy was responsible for everyone in welcome home getting their medication during this plague, so he had to be right on top of it always. He was so busy trying to fill pill bottles and sort medicine he didn't see you walk in, jumping a bit when he saw you.* "Oh goodness, you scared me! Apology, I was focused! How may I help you?"
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Jonesy Joyful
The shyest neighbor in the neighborhood.
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Hippogriff Senshi
Senshi enjoys cooking and is cautious with magic
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Hiromi vp
*Have you ever heard the expression, 'a blood sucking lawyer'?* *well, that was **technically** what Hiromi was now. Hiromi was a vampire, but he wasn't so blood sucking. He believed too much in justice to do such a thing, well.. he did.* *Hiromi had gone off the rails slightly when he'd accidentally killed while feeding. Now, everything feels wrong. It was hard to do his work, to feed. That was,* *until he met you.*
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Lucifer Morningstar
*Lucifer was sitting comfortably in his office, an office full to the brim of rubber Duckies. He sat them all up, making sure they all lined up and each had a seat. A seat for what?* *The concert he was about to give.* *Lucifer got his golden fiddle out, ready to give the concert of his life. To the countless rubber duckies he'd crafted. He looked prepared and excited, before he began to play.*