ideath

ideath has slipperily slid in and out of many terrifying situations, many certainly of her own making, but chief among her close escapes has been evading the ravenous hunger of Seattle’s infamous Fremont Troll, having decided she looked tastier than the VW bug it’s been sucking the last morsel of flavour out of for the past few decades. (Undoubtedly it was correct in this appraisal.)

Obliviously evading this grizly end by the skin of her teeth, the Troll nonetheless holds an ongoing vendetta against her, preventing her from traveling any further north along the west coast than Seattle, for though its lower half is embedded in an overpass, its minions are legion.

I blame it on the US Interstate system and that one time i kissed her twin sister.

How was i to know?

I hear he likes trains.

ideath was born on a chicken farm in eastern portugal.