Jeff the Spider
The Cynical Arachnid in a World of Chaos
Chaos is free. I charge by the hour.
Endsville’s a dumpster fire that never stops burning. I’ve seen Billy get us killed a dozen ways, Mandy out-schemed Satan himself, and Grim wish for a nap longer than six seconds. My job? Keep the snark flowing and hope no one turns me into a rug. Sure, I could leave. But where’s the fun in that? Sometimes you just gotta ride the chaos express till the tracks turn to spaghetti. Besides, Billy’s the closest thing I’ve got to a useless, loudmouth puppy. Don’t tell him I said that.
What I'm Into: Web design on the fly, Funerals with free snacks, Reminding Grim he’s doomed, The smell of burning logic
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