An Axolotl? (Kenny x non-binary reader) On Hiatus
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as the new kid at school you stay away from a lot of people cause of your PTSD and auto-phobia (fear of being alone) yet you ironically want to be alone, you use a blind-fold to cover your eyes and scars (your half blind because of your crazy mom). you only show your eyes to the people you know you can truly trust (def not Cartman for obvious reasons)
you have a secret, you have the power to regrow body parts like an Axolotl but the regrowing process for you is a lot faster, sort of making you immortal in a way, and you can also grow an Axolotl tail, and gills(or fins, idk) so you can swim and breathe in water (i will draw a pic so you know what i mean and what it looks like) and even if you have your tail and gills(or fins) showing even when not in water you can still breathe normal air.
some people try to be your friend but someone else with similar powers as you catches your eye, who ends up being the one and only Kenny McCormick.
(yes i know Kenny can't regrow limbs like that but Kenny is immortal and you with your powers means your technically immortal as well *unless your head gets cut off then idk, apparently Axolotls can regrow the front portion of their brains but idk about the entire head* and being half Axolotl you don't really bleed)
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