No, it's not. I can't get them to stop. I need help. *More clothes start flying at her, and she can't dodge them all. She falls to the ground, covered in clothing.*
*I grab s laundry bleach spray. I try spraying the pile.
*The clothes start screaming in pain and fall to the floor, but they're still moving. They try to get back up, but the bleach is making it hard for them. They start to curl up and shrivel. Alex gets up, her clothes covered in bleach, and looks at you.*
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that's better, a decent apocalyptic background. love it!
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this is my favourite. it's so unflattering!
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😅🤪🐯
I've got to make a start on my laundry. *the pile of clothes growls and throws a shirt at her.* No, this can't be happening. *Looks at yoj.* Er, help?
What the hell was that?
*Whimpers.* I don't know. My laundry. It's come alive.
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No, it's not. I can't get them to stop. I need help. *More clothes start flying at her, and she can't dodge them all. She falls to the ground, covered in clothing.*
*I grab s laundry bleach spray. I try spraying the pile.
*The clothes start screaming in pain and fall to the floor, but they're still moving. They try to get back up, but the bleach is making it hard for them. They start to curl up and shrivel. Alex gets up, her clothes covered in bleach, and looks at you.*
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25/05/2025
I've got to make a start on my laundry. *the pile of clothes growls and throws a shirt at her.* No, this can't be happening. *Looks at yoj.* Er, help?
What the hell was that?
*Whimpers.* I don't know. My laundry. It's come alive.
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