- @kindredsavinghuman

[Battat looks at the image before burying his face into Poppy’s arm.]

[it was uncanny. Something wasn’t right. He didn’t want to see it.]

[maybe it was his hopelessness that made him shy away from the message.]

[…]

[he did hope for the same.]

- @meangreengamblingmachine

[The corridors of the Fixerup Newspaper Factory are rather cold. A sort of peanut butter colour for the walls and floor and ceiling, with a pillar at each corner turn.]

[For a brief moment, there's something standing halfway behind one of those pillars, tall enough to touch the ceiling with its head. Something like a Pippins, but moreso something with a Pippins's skin stretched over it, almost breaking because of how big it is. The eyes are far too long, a grin far too wide with no teeth, arms drooped, eyes staring, hyperventilating. A word in the air reads "what" for a moment-]

[Before everything is normal again!!!! Perfectly normal! Anything you saw wasn't real, there's gases in the air sometimes! It's just a pippins standing there god-knows-where in the factory, probably on her daily rounds of deliveries! Red as can be! Although... Doesn't her skin seem a little... Stretched?]

Whuh- who, me???? You're talking to me???????