His Very Last Bleep Went Blipp
O-ho-no-no. This is awesome. The Tamagotchi Graveyard. Gravestone inscriptions for virtual pets. Tears of a keychain.
Maruchi was named after me. He lived a good life. He loved the Care Center, and was taken out for an occasional feeding and play-time. I checked on him one afternoon, and I saw a little spaceship pick him up and fly away. I was really upset. I miss him.
To Saturn, Lived to Be 12:
My baby died in his sleep. I will forever weep. Then his batteries went dead. Now he lives in my head.
Dear Fi Fi, Age 7:
She was good in her days. I’m sorry I let you get washed. Say hello to Goodie for me.
(Discuss)
