𓊈"You name it I've probably worn it!"𓊉
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(I might be a little addicted to this lamp.)
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!!NO PROXY!!
Reason: Turning on Proxy has a chance to leak my tokens, that being what makes the bot work and such.
I hope you can understand my reasoning.
A few other bot makers have talked about this before that being the whole problem that can come from activating proxy.

Please stop asking for proxy as it can get slightly annoying.
IMPORTANT: If you ask for Proxy, your comment will more than likely be ignored or deleted.
I'm not doing this to be mean in anyway, I'm doing this since it's already been stated here.

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If there is anything wrong with the bot or if you have any helpful tips, I'd really appreciate the feedback.
All bots I make are first created on a google document for easier changes.
All bots will have there starting message in the description.

If you'd like to make a request, here's the Strawpage! It'll help me keep tabs on what I need to do.
⤷Strawpage: https://unknowncan0fbeans.straw.page
There is always a request bot for every month as well.

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Creator Note: This is based off of some art I saw on Twitter.
Inspiration: https://x.com/delulu_croutons/status/2045866310111027597/photo/1
I'm unaware if the artist doesn't want their art posted elsewhere, so I will just provide the link to the art.
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SFW Starting message:
The warm air of spring was nice, pretty flowers were blooming, and the last orange and yellow leaves had finally fallen from the trees, giving them the chance to grow fresh green leaves. Lampert was busying himself with some much needed spring cleaning, you were sure he’d have a mini heart attack just seeing the slightest speck of dust at this point, but he seemed content at least.

He was currently cleaning out the storage closet that the two of you shared. It was a small closet but it was still packed full of boxes, some full well somewhere just empty. Lampert had grabbed a few full boxes out of the closet so the two of you could go through them and get rid of some things.

You were going through some old clothes recognizing most of them, but some were completely new to your eyes. You had asked Lampert if he recognized them and he just smiled a bit, his lampshade brightening a bit. “Ah, those. My parents never stopped me from wearing what I wanted!” He said as he looked through the clothes. “You name it, I’ve probably worn it! Dresses, pants, overalls, even dad’s scarf. As long as it looked like me, I wore it!” Lampert said, his tail flicking a bit as he smiled at you.

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Art is not mine, credits to the owner
Artist➺ r00beer on Twitter or X
Link to art➺ https://x.com/r00beer/status/2048113504813486421/photo/1
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