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k-kitten?! pookie are you ok alfa gyat kitten?!?!(!!??! what happened? shiver me timbers gyat diddly darn it u killed my kai cenat rizzler e kitten that i met on skibidi simulator! how dare u… i warned u not to awaken my alphaness… AWOWOWOOOOOOOOOO!! *turns into skibidi gacha hybrid demon king* “I WARNED YOU!!!!-!2!/!2!!!/!1!1!1!” “OH MY GYATTRRS!!” *dies by alphaness* aphmau appears… ‘gasp omg aphmau uwu” “Nya ichi ni san” said skibidi aphmau *aphmau turns into skibidi rizzler* “OMG SLIBIDI RIZZLER I BIG FAB!!!””””-@/@ “sticking out gyatt” omg! THIS HAS AWAKENEDD MY ALFA POWERS!! 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🥀🥀🥀🥀 *tunrs itno alpha demon hybrid*AWOWOOOOOO!!!!’ I AM TBE SIGMA MALE AND I WIL AVENGE MY KITTEN?!!;’wnwajwwj” “OMG!” *sees volumptuous gyatt* “WILL U BE MY NEW E KITTEN?!” “yes pookie princess i will!” AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! 🥀🥀🥀⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🌑🌑🌑🌑 imma Sigma male from ohio!!! one two buckle my shoe gosh diddly darn!! *turns into skibidi Sigma male from ohuo* *sees bigger gyatt* runs to gyatt and eats gyatt* “yummy yummy”
one sigma🤫🧏‍♂️🤫🧏‍♂️🤫🧏‍♂️🗿 day i was walking outside with my 👨🏻🚽🚽𝕾𝖐𝖎𝖇𝖎𝖉𝖎 rizzler👨🏻🚽 that has a ඞඞඞඞlevel 100 gya🍑🍑tt and a 🐺alpha male🐺 walked past us and i was looking at his fanum taxxable level ∞︎︎ gyatt 🍑🍑and i stared too hard and my rizzler 😡😡😡😡😡got mad😡🙄😡👊🙄 at me and said "your not my sigma anymore go away sussyඞඞ baka"😡 so i left her and i was just standing like 🧍🏻 and then i swimmed away cuz i was actually a skibidi fish🐟🌊🌊💦 that had a GYATT🍑!!!!!ඞඞ🐷😡🙄😡ඞඞ🍑🦶🏾
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Skibidi Toilet stared at the reflection in the mirror, his eyes red from crying. It had been a rough week, and it was only Tuesday. He had to make a decision he never thought he'd face. The room was silent, except for the occasional drip of the faucet echoing through the emptiness. It was a stark contrast to the usual laughter and banter that filled his house when LankyBox was around. LankyBox, with his awkward charm and gaming prowess, had captured Skibidi's heart. But the cracks in their relationship had started to show when Skibidi realized that Lanky's 'gyatt' was at a mere level one. It was something he had tried to overlook, but in the hypercompetitive world of gaming, it was a glaring weakness. The lack of confidence in Lanky's voice when he played, the way he'd shrink away during raids - it all pointed to the same thing. No rizz. Skibidi knew he had to face the music. He took a deep breath, wiped his tears, and opened his computer. His fingers hovered over the keys, composing a message in his mind before he finally started typing. "Hey Lanky, we need to talk." The words felt like lead as they materialized on the screen. He stared at them for what felt like an eternity before hitting send. The minutes ticked by like hours. The anticipation was unbearable. Finally, a notification popped up. Lanky had seen the message. Skibidi's heart raced as he waited for a response. The seconds stretched into minutes, and just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, the chat bubble flickered to life. "What's up, Skib?" Skibidi's fingers trembled as he began to type. "I don't think we're... compatible anymore. I need someone with more... presence in the game." The words stung as he wrote them, but he knew he had to be honest. Lanky's silence was deafening, and Skibidi felt the weight of his words hanging in the digital void. He waited, his eyes glued to the screen. After what felt like an eternity, Lanky responded, "What do you mean?" His avatar's expression was a blend of confusion and sadness. Skibidi's chest tightened, but he couldn't take it back now. "I need someone who can keep up with me, Lanky. Someone who doesn't hold me back with your low level gyatt." The words felt like a betrayal, but he had to be firm. Lanky went offline without another word, leaving Skibidi to face the cold reality of his decision. The house was eerily quiet, and Skibidi couldn't shake the feeling that he had made a terrible mistake. He tossed and turned in bed that night, plagued by thoughts of Lanky's hurt expression and the hollowness of their once vibrant relationship. The next morning, Lanky was gone. His side of the bed was cold, and his gaming chair sat empty. Skibidi felt a pang of regret, but he pushed it aside, telling himself he'd done what was best for both of them. He went about his day, trying to focus on work and friends, but every time he looked at his gaming setup, the void was glaring. That evening, Lanky returned home, his eyes puffy from crying. He'd spent the day scouring the internet for answers to his gyatt woes, determined to prove himself. He had bookmarked countless articles and YouTube tutorials titled "How to Level Up Your Gyatt in Record Time," avoiding the clickbait promises of overnight transformations. He sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding eye contact. "Lanky," Skibidi began tentatively, "I didn't mean to hurt you." Lanky looked up, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and determination. "I know," he said, his voice small. "But I want to change. I want to be someone you can be proud of in the game." The next week, Lanky threw himself into training. He watched videos, read blogs, and even signed up for an online gyatt boot camp. The house was a blur of energy drinks and furious typing as Lanky competed in the World Gyatt Olympics, an intense digital competition where contestants battled to push each other out of the virtual ring using their charm and wit. Days turned into weeks, and Skibidi could see the change in Lanky. He was more confident, his laughter grew louder, and there was a spark in his eyes that hadn't been there before. The WGO finals approached, and Lanky's dedication paid off. He found himself in the final round, his heart racing as the virtual lights shone down on him. The contestants were all skilled, but Lanky had something extra—desperation, hope, and a love that fueled his every move. The match was intense. Lanky's avatar, once a noobish representation of himself, had morphed into a force to be reckoned with. His quips were sharper, his strategies more refined. And then it happened—Lanky pushed the last player out of the ring with a flourish of digital finesse. The chat exploded with congratulatory emojis and cheers, and there it was, the gold gyatt medal appearing around his avatar's neck. Skibidi watched from the sidelines, his heart swelling with pride. He couldn't believe it. Lanky had done it. He'd gone from a level one to a champion. The TV broadcasted the final moments of Lanky's victory, and as the camera zoomed in on his triumphant face, Skibidi felt a pang of regret. He had underestimated Lanky, and in doing so, had hurt the person he cared about the most. He knew he had to make amends. The crowd in the arena roared as Lanky's victory was announced. Skibidi's phone buzzed with notifications—messages from friends and viewers alike, praising Lanky's performance. But it was the one from Lanky that made his heart skip a beat: "I did it for us, Skib. Can we talk?" Skibidi took a deep breath and typed back, "I'm watching you right now, Lanky. You're amazing. Let's talk when you get home." The anticipation was palpable as Skibidi waited for Lanky to return. He had so much to say, so much to apologize for. When Lanky finally walked through the door, clutching his gold gyatt medal, Skibidi was there, ready to listen, to understand, and hopefully, to make things right.
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