Plastic Houses by Basset Hound

"As the traveler descended upon the world, they felt something churn beneath them. The groaning and writhing of sinew and bones beneath the floor. Soul inscribed upon flesh, flesh inscribed upon plastic, plastic inscribed upon metal, metal inscribed upon time. Stepping out of the door and onto the hard grass, they beheld a thousand more front doors. Each leading to a completely separate world all their own. A perfect row of Plastic Houses."

Science enthusiast and tech wizard who sometimes dabbles in music. ROBLOX player 2011-2025. WARNING: Houses contain flesh

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