Just a Pufferfish

The journey to Erid was long and tedious, despite Rocky's best efforts to abate the boredom, four years with only a bossy rock for company is enough to drive anyone insane. 

Upon arrival, sick and malnourished, Grace expects to be met with confusion and fear from the eridians, demands for explanations, and a long and drawn-out process to create living conditions for him.

What he does not expect to find is another human, comfortably living at the eridians' best recreation of an apple orchard and fiercely attached to Rocky’s mate, Adrian.

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Curently on the hospital :)

Not only is today not my day, it was scheduled since last week and i already knew it was going to suck.

I have a killer migraine but was forced to go to work, there is someone's little devil spawn screaming in my ears and destroying everything in my work, the parent in question is doing absolute jack shit about the child from hell, and i have to smile and pretend its all fine and i dont want to kill myself and set the entire place on fire with everyone inside.

Something something- roller skating to Barbieland - something something

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Someone brought fucking Huggy Wuggy

We meet Baby Pebble in Chapter 9 of my fic, Octopuses' Garden

So, I am truly terrible with names, and I thought making things a little more interactive would be fun!

Each name comes with a little scene from the next chapter when Grace names sweet baby pebble.

You guys get to vote for the one you like the most.

Bowie (David Bowie)

“A real life star man? That is very ambitious. I think you can do it, one day they will be teaching about you at school. ”

Clover (Four-leaf clover)

“You know, I think you're pretty lucky, Adrien wouldn't let just any pebble inside the dome, you must be special.”

Hyperion/Peri (The tallest tree on Earth.)

“Reaching to the sky uh? Don't feel so discouraged, everyone starts small, you will grow.” 

Other (Show me your ideas in the comments)

My left kidney, suspiciously starting to hurt: sup.

Me:

Anyway wrote a discodoll fic

I WOULD IF I COULD!

Motherfuckers killed the environment, cut down every tree and cemented over every field, telling me to touch grass!

I was gonna make a joke "haha can't touch grass there are bugs there" but guess what? There are no more bugs!!

"This generation is chronically online."

WHAT ELSE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?

There aro no park, no free nature spaces, no save enforcement.

I would go outside if i could actually walk around without fear of heatstroke.

" “Botanists want Simon names!”

Well shit.

They wanted him to name them.

Simon looked at the group of expectant eridians, unaware of the weight the request carried for him.

Don’t fuck this up."

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My little eridian OCs for my fic Octopus's Garden

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Flora - Rhodochrosite

Groove - Green Rhyolite

"After the foxes have known our taste

After the raven has had it's say

I'll be home with you."

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Quick and messy sketch of these sad space men i did at work while listening to Hozier

I will be redoing it digitally in the future