Local thing

There's noise everywhere, everything's closed on a Monday except for bars with excess amounts of people drinking alcohol and smoking all kinds of weird stuff that brings upon the worst stench one could bestow their larynx upon...

Worse still is how a soccer game is gonna dictate everybody's mood for the next few weeks...

Hello, I like your playerling, so I drew them. Hope you enjoy

Dude and their… goofy ahh cup

yo Blix!

*slides away*

(i love the way i designed Amber in your AU tho :3)

" ..Weirdo. "

( If y'all couldn't tell, I'm clearing my ask box rn LMAO)

...

Equivalent of a bok choy as my friend said...

*He's just confused*

Imagine you're ragtag group seeing this LARGE THING.

I can say that all of them are not gonna fight that thing they’d scream and hide behind the strongest commander they know

You afraid of getting bitten Or something? Grow a spine and face me..

Boris Crossed his arms staring down at the group huddled behind the commander

“….”

Why do I feel like something s WRON- WOAH WAOH WAOH WAIT WAIT WAIT.

YEAH WAIT SECOND.

Ooc:scuffed art I made in like five 3 it still somewhat looks good

WAIT HE'S ON OUR SIDE THE GIANT CENTIPEDE RISIO IS ON OUR SIDE. Boris meet Boris. Seem we uh.. Got off on the wrongs foot eh.? but... Least we aren't trying to kill each other... Right?

Glog then preceded to skate into view. Not knowing they probably should have came later

Hey there. Brochachos what yall up t-.. Ah wrong timing?

…

“….WHO THE HELL ARE YOU.”

(“…That thing’s on our side? Didn’t it just fling Squash to the stratosphere?” “Ssshush, they might hear you!”)

While everyone’s distracted, Gleeber notices the Glog who had unfortunately skated in.

Glog nows not the time.. -oh and uh names sourire. Sourire the risio and uh before you say anything the red centipede behind me is named Boris as stated.! I'm friends with goldie and Boris here

Don't drag me into this I'm just trying to survive

Anyways let's uh. Calm down.... He isnt gunna hurt you. Right Boris.

.... But-

BORIS

“….Hm.”

The disgruntled look on Boris’s face was enough to show that he’s displeased with sharing a name with a giant red robot centipede.

Yipyap the pink one over there is a yippeyay.

HI THERE!. We don't talk about the enphosian pysop. I am no longer associated with enphoso.My show is COMPLETELY glooble safe. I can't even EXPLODE

Glog if you couldn't guess is a glogga

Sup dudes.

And goldies a kruzzit

Hi there! Salutations!

... Oh yeah and uh our Boris over here's a iratus which you probably do not not know what it is soo. I'll info dump later

Theres one more which you don't know but we'll talk about him later

A few of the group slowly eyes Cherry, who now looks less murderous as she was earlier, replaced with a bright, yet vaguely threatening smile plastered on her face. Her cannon was sliiightly lowered.

The other Boris proceeded to grip his forehead and let out a loud groan, clearly trying to make sense of all this information. “…An… An iratus? Did that tyrant create another clanker rip-off of me? Oh for fucks sake— WHATEVER.”

He points a clawed finger at Sourire, his unibrow furrowed intensely.

But I mean I understand you're concerned bu-...

Sourire glances to the side and sees sobblur in the distance.

Ooc sobblur design

.. Wait... HEY sobblur come here for a second!

!... Uh OK?

Sobblur approaches the group

... Hi there... I guess

This is sobblur! He's a tristus!

He's passive don't worry! Just uh watch out for the tear gas

Ooc: a tristus can spray out tear gas from their mouth that reduces vitamin j. Their usually very passive actually. Just spits out the tear gas then leave them alone once their a sad glag. They are frequently seen gathered around warm things. YOU COULD be friends with a tristus if you friendly and insistent enough.

do infact have a more uh. Frightening version called the foggy tristus. Which do not occur from enphosius naturally. And is what happens when you expose a tristus to THE FOG. They spit out something similar to the FOG. And infact looks like their on the verge of collapse constantly most likely in pain. Their a duller blue and have a unnatural smile. They Are mostly seen in the remains of gazo land. Shuffling. And are highly hostile.

“Another one?”

“Okay, okay, sorry to interrupt, but l-let’s cool down for a second, okay? We don’t want you exploding in the middle of this. As the team leader, I feel I have to say something—“

A voice pipes up at the back— it was Jem. He slides out of the group, repositioning himself as a barrier between his boss and the group of robots.

“Chief, I know we’re all still tense, especially knowing how these robots are like, but just- think what- uh- Sourire said for a moment. Have you noticed how good these guys speak? How they’re able to communicate and control themselves well in front of us? Normally when we’re fighting one of these big guys, they don’t even bother talking— they immediately try to kill us at any given chance. But they don’t! It’s like they’re glaggles!”

“Don’t you think we should give them a chance, Chief? I think they have some truth in their words…”

Boris is speechless. He doesn’t want to believe his own subordinate’s words… But damn.

I'm just here to survive really...

YEAH YEAH WERE NOT BAD GUYS!

You're soldier has the right assumption..

I'm just here to defend the statue dude Nothing to it!

I speak from experience! Although sourires past actions in the massacr-...i mean the past was rather... Gruesome. He's friendly now!

Boris takes a deep breath.

“Fine. I’ll take your words for it.”

“But if any one of you, and I mean anyone decides to try something stupid…”

The Borgack glowers, a shadow compassing his face, making it appear his eyes were glowing red for a moment.

“I will make sure none of you inkspawns will see the light of the day again. Is. that. CLEAR.”

We understand. Fully. Trust me

Yeah yeah we get it

DEALS A DEAL!

OK..

“Good.”

“I’m getting out of here. All this stupidity is making my head hurt…”

And with that, Boris just. Leaves. Grumbling and muttering complaints quietly to himself while he did so. The whole group just blinks in confusion as they watch him disappear into the distance.

“…Well, that was easy!” Jem pipes up.

“What do we do now, though?”

...

...

.. Do... Any of you want some.. Glognuts.?

“I guess I can have some-“

“I’m leaving.”

“WaitNOOOGIZCOMEBACK-“

Imagine you're ragtag group seeing this LARGE THING.

I can say that all of them are not gonna fight that thing they’d scream and hide behind the strongest commander they know

You afraid of getting bitten Or something? Grow a spine and face me..

Boris Crossed his arms staring down at the group huddled behind the commander

“….”

Why do I feel like something s WRON- WOAH WAOH WAOH WAIT WAIT WAIT.

YEAH WAIT SECOND.

Ooc:scuffed art I made in like five 3 it still somewhat looks good

WAIT HE'S ON OUR SIDE THE GIANT CENTIPEDE RISIO IS ON OUR SIDE. Boris meet Boris. Seem we uh.. Got off on the wrongs foot eh.? but... Least we aren't trying to kill each other... Right?

Glog then preceded to skate into view. Not knowing they probably should have came later

Hey there. Brochachos what yall up t-.. Ah wrong timing?

…

“….WHO THE HELL ARE YOU.”

(“…That thing’s on our side? Didn’t it just fling Squash to the stratosphere?” “Ssshush, they might hear you!”)

While everyone’s distracted, Gleeber notices the Glog who had unfortunately skated in.

Glog nows not the time.. -oh and uh names sourire. Sourire the risio and uh before you say anything the red centipede behind me is named Boris as stated.! I'm friends with goldie and Boris here

Don't drag me into this I'm just trying to survive

Anyways let's uh. Calm down.... He isnt gunna hurt you. Right Boris.

.... But-

BORIS

“….Hm.”

The disgruntled look on Boris’s face was enough to show that he’s displeased with sharing a name with a giant red robot centipede.

Yipyap the pink one over there is a yippeyay.

HI THERE!. We don't talk about the enphosian pysop. I am no longer associated with enphoso.My show is COMPLETELY glooble safe. I can't even EXPLODE

Glog if you couldn't guess is a glogga

Sup dudes.

And goldies a kruzzit

Hi there! Salutations!

... Oh yeah and uh our Boris over here's a iratus which you probably do not not know what it is soo. I'll info dump later

Theres one more which you don't know but we'll talk about him later

A few of the group slowly eyes Cherry, who now looks less murderous as she was earlier, replaced with a bright, yet vaguely threatening smile plastered on her face. Her cannon was sliiightly lowered.

The other Boris proceeded to grip his forehead and let out a loud groan, clearly trying to make sense of all this information. “…An… An iratus? Did that tyrant create another clanker rip-off of me? Oh for fucks sake— WHATEVER.”

He points a clawed finger at Sourire, his unibrow furrowed intensely.

But I mean I understand you're concerned bu-...

Sourire glances to the side and sees sobblur in the distance.

Ooc sobblur design

.. Wait... HEY sobblur come here for a second!

!... Uh OK?

Sobblur approaches the group

... Hi there... I guess

This is sobblur! He's a tristus!

He's passive don't worry! Just uh watch out for the tear gas

Ooc: a tristus can spray out tear gas from their mouth that reduces vitamin j. Their usually very passive actually. Just spits out the tear gas then leave them alone once their a sad glag. They are frequently seen gathered around warm things. YOU COULD be friends with a tristus if you friendly and insistent enough.

do infact have a more uh. Frightening version called the foggy tristus. Which do not occur from enphosius naturally. And is what happens when you expose a tristus to THE FOG. They spit out something similar to the FOG. And infact looks like their on the verge of collapse constantly most likely in pain. Their a duller blue and have a unnatural smile. They Are mostly seen in the remains of gazo land. Shuffling. And are highly hostile.

“Another one?”

“Okay, okay, sorry to interrupt, but l-let’s cool down for a second, okay? We don’t want you exploding in the middle of this. As the team leader, I feel I have to say something—“

A voice pipes up at the back— it was Jem. He slides out of the group, repositioning himself as a barrier between his boss and the group of robots.

“Chief, I know we’re all still tense, especially knowing how these robots are like, but just- think what- uh- Sourire said for a moment. Have you noticed how good these guys speak? How they’re able to communicate and control themselves well in front of us? Normally when we’re fighting one of these big guys, they don’t even bother talking— they immediately try to kill us at any given chance. But they don’t! It’s like they’re glaggles!”

“Don’t you think we should give them a chance, Chief? I think they have some truth in their words…”

Boris is speechless. He doesn’t want to believe his own subordinate’s words… But damn.

I'm just here to survive really...

YEAH YEAH WERE NOT BAD GUYS!

You're soldier has the right assumption..

I'm just here to defend the statue dude Nothing to it!

I speak from experience! Although sourires past actions in the massacr-...i mean the past was rather... Gruesome. He's friendly now!

Boris takes a deep breath.

“Fine. I’ll take your words for it.”

“But if any one of you, and I mean anyone decides to try something stupid…”

The Borgack glowers, a shadow compassing his face, making it appear his eyes were glowing red for a moment.

“I will make sure none of you inkspawns will see the light of the day again. Is. that. CLEAR.”

We understand. Fully. Trust me

Yeah yeah we get it

DEALS A DEAL!

OK..

“Good.”

“I’m getting out of here. All this stupidity is making my head hurt…”

And with that, Boris just. Leaves. Grumbling and muttering complaints quietly to himself while he did so. The whole group just blinks in confusion as they watch him disappear into the distance.

“…Well, that was easy!” Jem pipes up.

“What do we do now, though?”

Imagine you're ragtag group seeing this LARGE THING.

I can say that all of them are not gonna fight that thing they’d scream and hide behind the strongest commander they know

You afraid of getting bitten Or something? Grow a spine and face me..

Boris Crossed his arms staring down at the group huddled behind the commander

“….”

Why do I feel like something s WRON- WOAH WAOH WAOH WAIT WAIT WAIT.

YEAH WAIT SECOND.

Ooc:scuffed art I made in like five 3 it still somewhat looks good

WAIT HE'S ON OUR SIDE THE GIANT CENTIPEDE RISIO IS ON OUR SIDE. Boris meet Boris. Seem we uh.. Got off on the wrongs foot eh.? but... Least we aren't trying to kill each other... Right?

Glog then preceded to skate into view. Not knowing they probably should have came later

Hey there. Brochachos what yall up t-.. Ah wrong timing?

…

“….WHO THE HELL ARE YOU.”

(“…That thing’s on our side? Didn’t it just fling Squash to the stratosphere?” “Ssshush, they might hear you!”)

While everyone’s distracted, Gleeber notices the Glog who had unfortunately skated in.

Glog nows not the time.. -oh and uh names sourire. Sourire the risio and uh before you say anything the red centipede behind me is named Boris as stated.! I'm friends with goldie and Boris here

Don't drag me into this I'm just trying to survive

Anyways let's uh. Calm down.... He isnt gunna hurt you. Right Boris.

.... But-

BORIS

“….Hm.”

The disgruntled look on Boris’s face was enough to show that he’s displeased with sharing a name with a giant red robot centipede.

Yipyap the pink one over there is a yippeyay.

HI THERE!. We don't talk about the enphosian pysop. I am no longer associated with enphoso.My show is COMPLETELY glooble safe. I can't even EXPLODE

Glog if you couldn't guess is a glogga

Sup dudes.

And goldies a kruzzit

Hi there! Salutations!

... Oh yeah and uh our Boris over here's a iratus which you probably do not not know what it is soo. I'll info dump later

Theres one more which you don't know but we'll talk about him later

A few of the group slowly eyes Cherry, who now looks less murderous as she was earlier, replaced with a bright, yet vaguely threatening smile plastered on her face. Her cannon was sliiightly lowered.

The other Boris proceeded to grip his forehead and let out a loud groan, clearly trying to make sense of all this information. “…An… An iratus? Did that tyrant create another clanker rip-off of me? Oh for fucks sake— WHATEVER.”

He points a clawed finger at Sourire, his unibrow furrowed intensely.

But I mean I understand you're concerned bu-...

Sourire glances to the side and sees sobblur in the distance.

Ooc sobblur design

.. Wait... HEY sobblur come here for a second!

!... Uh OK?

Sobblur approaches the group

... Hi there... I guess

This is sobblur! He's a tristus!

He's passive don't worry! Just uh watch out for the tear gas

Ooc: a tristus can spray out tear gas from their mouth that reduces vitamin j. Their usually very passive actually. Just spits out the tear gas then leave them alone once their a sad glag. They are frequently seen gathered around warm things. YOU COULD be friends with a tristus if you friendly and insistent enough.

do infact have a more uh. Frightening version called the foggy tristus. Which do not occur from enphosius naturally. And is what happens when you expose a tristus to THE FOG. They spit out something similar to the FOG. And infact looks like their on the verge of collapse constantly most likely in pain. Their a duller blue and have a unnatural smile. They Are mostly seen in the remains of gazo land. Shuffling. And are highly hostile.

“Another one?”

“Okay, okay, sorry to interrupt, but l-let’s cool down for a second, okay? We don’t want you exploding in the middle of this. As the team leader, I feel I have to say something—“

A voice pipes up at the back— it was Jem. He slides out of the group, repositioning himself as a barrier between his boss and the group of robots.

“Chief, I know we’re all still tense, especially knowing how these robots are like, but just- think what- uh- Sourire said for a moment. Have you noticed how good these guys speak? How they’re able to communicate and control themselves well in front of us? Normally when we’re fighting one of these big guys, they don’t even bother talking— they immediately try to kill us at any given chance. But they don’t! It’s like they’re glaggles!”

“Don’t you think we should give them a chance, Chief? I think they have some truth in their words…”

Boris is speechless. He doesn’t want to believe his own subordinate’s words… But damn.

I'm just here to survive really...

YEAH YEAH WERE NOT BAD GUYS!

You're soldier has the right assumption..

I'm just here to defend the statue dude Nothing to it!

I speak from experience! Although sourires past actions in the massacr-...i mean the past was rather... Gruesome. He's friendly now!

Boris takes a deep breath.

“Fine. I’ll take your words for it.”

“But if any one of you, and I mean anyone decides to try something stupid…”

The Borgack glowers, a shadow compassing his face, making it appear his eyes were glowing red for a moment.

“I will make sure none of you inkspawns will see the light of the day again. Is. that. CLEAR.”