#acerbicaccoster

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“DON’T TOUCH ME-”

As within Hallownest so too it seemed the ‘humanoids’ of Isola varied widely in their morphology. While the configurations were standard (four limbs, a torso, and a head), there still remained the extremely upsetting fact that many of the creatures he observed appeared to have their interior open to the air.

He was experiencing such revulsion as he stared at a passing pair of humans, both parties grateful for when he looked away to examine what he had heard referred to a ‘dogs’ or ‘netpups’. Strange furred creatures whose heads were of some fascination, being inorganic in nature - a fact he learned only by snaring a smaller one as it pawed stupidly at the hem of his tattered robe.  

He did not know how or why he had ended up in this strange city. None of the buildings or street looked familiar, well, they did look like typical human streets and buildings, but nothing which reminded him of Detroit or his way home to base. He only needed to find someone to ask for directions and... Oh!

“Ahem, excuse me!” The blue bot called out as he spotted a iron clad figure in a distance. Being a good 22 feet tall it only took a couple of steps for him to close the space between him and the stranger.

“You don’t happen to know the fastest way to Detroit city?”

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@acerbicaccoster​​ sent “▓ yeetus the bird seedus”

“Halloooooo, Schweinhund~” Oh- oh, he knew it!!

He’d changed up the feeders to entice new species to stop by, thrown in dried up fruit or berries to make them stay longer, and what did he get?

Every morning, without fail, a mess! Seed spilled everywhere, one house knocked over... but no more! He’s caught the culprit red handed this time around, having lain in wait all night, and now he’s going to end this!

▶ Moving toward the armored figure, he lifted a hand in greeting, very much eager to use his body and stretch his muscles to their full extent. “ Hey there. Got a moment? “