Ask Scribe's Notebook

Right. *Him*.

He is- Wait what is that? There must be an error. Let me fix that for you.

Here. This is the blob that you wanted, yes? He can also appear in a human state, but why would he want that? He despises you humans, viewing you as mistakes of Yahweh Himself, innately disgusting and vile. After all. The first thing you did after your creation was go against His instruction. It was one simple rule. And yet.. You still somehow went out of your way to break it. Despicable.

The Fallen is now open for questions.

Tsundersquid has been caught, a doodle in the margins.

How did you catch her sneaking about?

Ah, the human. Though, he's far from normal, still.

This is Lemon. He's the son of Citron, the head of a big church. Everyone in his immediate family has a code name, a secretive sort of bunch. Lemon, though, doesn't exactly participate in any religious activities. His family are very wealthy, and yet he chooses to... Indulge himself in substances. He spends his nights working at the local smoke shop, though it's mostly empty.

Finally, an actual acceptance of the offering

The little warrior in your hands is Tobik. They left the hive to search for a beautiful land of plants and flowers, crossing through the dreadful land of spiders, and the mushroom wasteland to get to it. Not being able to make a lot of honey on their own, they now hunt other bugs for food to go with the limited amount they *can* make.

...What a strange query.

A bee, holding an appropriately sized spear, A black amorphous blob with too many eyes, A fluffy, untamed child covered in snow, A... Spiked ball and chain? A loud blonde, A fox, And a Scotsman with sharp teeth. This one is being held the most delicately.

Heyo!! I'm the Scribe, and this is my notebook. I'm tired of just *having* ideas and nowhere to put them, so I'm putting them on display for all to gawk, ogle, and admire.