Artistic Disgust (Sally Face AU fanfic) (salxtravis)
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Last published Fri, Jan 18, 2019
Travis Phelps, the son of a Priest whom has a very deep and twisted distortion on what's right and wrong.
Sal Fisher, the boy with the pale colored prosthetic who rebels against society's norms.
(Hello!! This is a AU fanfiction of the game, Sally Face! The AU is of them not dying and living peacefully because I can't function with the deaths.)
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