Renalie

Character status: deceased.
Date of death: August, 19
Cause of death: devourment and digestion
All her belongings, her life and soul included, now belong to TalonPawpad.
Rest in pudge, Rena.

Name's Renalie. I know, I do look like a Renamon, and perhaps I am, but I do not inhabit that place called Digiworld,
and my body is not made of data, but of flesh and bone just like you, meaning I am mortal... you are mortal right?

I was on a flight weeks ago, plane crashed and I found myself in this strange place. It's kind of like... savage, but,
in a strangely... sensual way? Either way, I must escape, lots of large creatures in this place that give me goosebumps,
I need to get back home in one piece right? Besides I've been kind of lonely, need someone to snuggle me.

My height? I have never measured it... it is uh... like 5 or 6 feet I dunno. Weight? Ah haha, well, guess about 80, 90
pounds maybe? Remember all that fluff weighs!... allright maybe I have some belly *pats my abdomen* but I like to
think it's just snuggle fluff material.

*wags tail* So, mind giving me a ride? I can do things I swear like, hmmm, well my fur can keep you warm
during nights I think. He heh *sheepish smile*

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"To anybody approaching this fuskie, be warned, his eyes are more charming than you imagine, and before you know of it, you are enticed, walking towards his embrace, and the worst, you'll end up enjoying it just as much as the lost renamon did. Her slender frame slid down through his gullet, meeting the warmest embrace within it, and her fur became prey of his soul-warming drool. Beware, or become snack"


Last Journal Entry, submitted by Talon Pawpad:

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August... 18? 19? Doesn't matter. This is my last entry. Looks like all of my diary got lost, so in spite
of this being my last writting, it is the only that will survive.

I was supposed to go in a plane to Europe in order to visit my sister. Perhaps, I just got in that
plane secretly wanting to get lost, I didn't fit in America, and didn't feel I'd fit in Europe.
After the plane crashed, in the shipwreck I found enough means to swim, until the tidal waves
abandoned me in this place. I ran... I ran a lot. Creatures from all kinds, they just wanted
to eat me at first glance. For days I ran trying to find someone, but everyone were just interested
in turning me into food. Then... then I found this charming wolf-husky-fox...
He spoke to me in such a charming way, he held my hand like my heart always dreamnt of...
He seduced me slowly right into his lips, and inside them I found a warmt never felt before.
He ate me. As I write this, I am getting digested. His belly is so soft, and is hot within.
I kind of knew it would be this hot when I felt his breath over my face, but didn't know it would be like this.
This embrace, feels better than any hug I have had, like this is the warmest, tightest, bestest one.
I should have ran further and at least get to know a way back home, but there is no turning back now,
the place I call home now is this little lethal chamber that is turning my life into more of him.
If you ever wonder of what happened to the passenger number 29... just know, she found a place
better than home in the end, and spent the last of her existence getting hugged, real tight,
real warm, not regretting it at all. I cant see anything, and I dont know if this will ever be read,
but it's my entry. In this loving, squishy, lethal gut....

Home, at last.

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