Eden flops backwards into the dirt with a unsatisfying thud Eden: H-HEY.. YOU SAID THAT I NEEDED TO ATTACK YOU Dysnomia: I said to TACKLE me.. not.. Dysnomia:... Whatever that.. squirming and crawling all over me was!! Eden: DON'T PHRASE IT LIKE THAT... I was... WORKING ON IT OKAY. Dysnomia: You don't.. 'work' on a Tackle. It's literally just throwing yourself and knocking into the other person!! Eden: ..... Well I DID do that Dysnomia: ...... I should be encouraging you but I cannot express how I've had pillows tossed at me with more force than... whatevER THAT JUST WAS... Eden stands back up in a huff, a pouty expression on his face as his ears flick backwards in irritation Dysnomia: Let's... just move onto another attack then. [ Eden has failed to master the move TACKLE ] [ Notes from Dysnomia: - Put in a lot of energy, yet doesn't even have the bare basic body strength to tip me over - I now know what he smells like - Teach him the move Use Deodorant ] -- -- [ featuring a cameo / bits of the last ask from @iamyourdoubt ]
