My Singing Monsters (CHARACTERS)

My Singing Monsters (CHARACTERS)

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This is an informal book to help you decide what character you want to be in my roleplay book.
All descriptions are from My Singing Monsters and the Wiki, and all pictures are from MSMPokeGamer.

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