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"Niffty, I require your assistance with something of upmost importance."
@baxter-experiments
Niffty snaps to attention so fast she nearly topples over, then straightens with a gasp.
āOoooh!! Important?! I love important!!ā she squeaks, bouncing on her toes. āWhat is it, what is it, what is it?! Is it messy? Is it dangerous? Am I gonna get to stab something?!ā
She leans in way too close, grinning. āTell me, tell me, tell me!!ā
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Niffty skitters in close, peering up at Baxter with a sharp little grin, hands clasped behind her back as she rocks on her heels.
āHeheāhi!ā she chirps, eye gleaming. āWhatcha doinā? Is it dangerous? Or messy? Or both?ā
She tilts her head, giggling softly. āCan I help? Iām really good at helpingā¦ especially if something goes wrong!ā @maidniffty
Baxter jumped at the interruption, but once he saw who it was, he relaxed immediately.
"It's both, Niffty," Baxter answered, focusing back on the experiment in front of him. Presently, he was working on iterating a chemical compound that would both expedite the moulting cycle of roaches and alter the development to make them develop larger exoskeletons. He was quickly discovering that there was a fine line between making the roach moult quicker or making the roach explode. That, or the compound was too strong, which would simply kill the roach instead of catalyzing anything significant.
"If you'd like to, the greatest help would be finding immature roaches like these," Baxter pointed with his tongs at the small container that had a small gathering of them. He'd gathered quite a few, but he'd been going through them pretty quickly. It would be easier if he could use adult roaches, but the current compound worked on expediting the process, which could only happen if the roach wasn't mature yet. "I'm currently running low on them."
Niffty popped into existence like a glitch in reality, as if sheād taken a wrong turn through Hellās basement and wound up plopped onto this unfamiliar sidewalk with a plop! of mop water. Clutching her mop and bucket like prized possessions, she blinked up at the world around her, her eye darting with jittery curiosity.
The surroundings were weirdābut not too weirdāand that made it even weirder. She shuffled forward, then paused, locking onto a figure ahead with intense focus.
"Whoaaa, hey there!" she chirped, voice bubbling with a cocktail of glee and surprise. "You look super familiar! Waitādid I clean your ribcage once? No, waitā¦ that was someone else. With horns. Or was it antlers? Huh! Anyway!"
She giggled, her mop now held up like a clunky, makeshift scepter as she peered at Joyer with unabashed interest.
"Iām Niffty!" she beamed, bouncing on her toes. "And youāre lookinā realā¦ mysterious stranger energy if you ask me!"
She leaned in, close enough to almost boop him with her mop handle. "So whatcha up to? Just chillinā? I mean, I donāt wanna bug ya unless you wanna be buggedāwhich, by the way, Iām really good at! Bugging and unbugging! I clean bugs!" A pause. Then a shrug. "Well. Sometimes."
( @maidniffty )
Ayo, what the fuck?
Joyer stares down at the tiny canon character with interest.
Huh, not every day Iām approached by someone whoās actually part of the main timeline. Ah well, at least I got something to do before Joy Itself decides to not use my blog for the next three months.
And yeah, Iām chilling. Planning world domination. The usual. -š
Niffty was a blur of motion, darting between tables and chairs, her oversized needle gripped tightly in her hand as she pursued the roach with manic determination. She weaved in and out of obstacles, narrowly avoiding collisions, her eye locked on her prey.
But then the roach scampered into a small hole in the wall. Niffty, caught in the heat of the chase, didnāt have time to react. With a loud thud, she collided with the wall right beside Alastor, her body momentarily dazed by the impact.
For a moment, she sat there, blinking in confusion, her expression slightly disoriented. But then, a manic grin spread across her face, her eye gleaming with a strange, gleeful satisfaction.
"That was fun!" she said, her voice laced with a sense of joy from the pain of the collision. @maidniffty
Alastor smirked as he watched, chuckling at the end result. He was still smirking when Niffty looked up at him, leaning on his cane. āHello, Niffty dear. Still keeping the pests in their place?ā
Hell's dark clouds swirled overhead and the smell of shit and rot burned at Canine's nose. The chains in their hand clinked, their blade swinging below and occasionally catching on Pride's uneven street.
"Come out, come out wherever you are..."
Canine's eyes caught movement, something small. Either a sinner or something hell-born that no one would miss. Their blade slipped back into their hand before being launched at the tiny sinner.
Niffty jumps towards the blade and catches it with her teeth. She rushes towards Canine faster than they're even able to track. She spits out the blade and climbs on top of them, grabbing them by the collar.
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii angel
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"Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you! It's been a while since I've made new friends!"
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Niffty leaned back against the lobby couch, her usual hyperactive energy smoothed into an oddly serene haze. The oversized bong in her lap let out a satisfying blorp as she took another slow hit, her eye half-lidded, her grin dreamy and far-off.
She exhaled, watching the smoke swirl lazily through the air, mesmerized by how it danced in the dim light. "Whoa... itās like... cleaning the air... from the inside..." she murmured, her voice slower than usual, almost thoughtful.
Her attention suddenly flicked to the bongās water, and with a slightly dazed expression, she scooped it up, looking at the liquid with something akin to curiosity. "Gotta keep it freshā¦" she mumbled softly before lifting it to her lips and drinking the water in one go. The motion was smooth, almost practiced, and yet there was an odd satisfaction in it as she sighed contentedly afterward.
Her eye lazily drifted toward the ceiling, where a cobweb swayed in the corner. Normally, sheād be scaling the walls in an instant, duster in hand and war cries on her lips. But right now?
"Y'know what?" she mumbled, stretching like a cat. "You get to live today, mister cobwebā¦ enjoy it while it lasts."
She let out a slow, contented giggle, sinking even deeper into the couch like she was becoming one with it. Maybe 4/20 wasnāt such a bad holiday after all.
Ava was just pacing around in his New York fit happily. The rats had gone off to house shop, which was hard in this economy, leaving Ava alone to look for his second breakfast of the day in the dumps by one of Heavenās busiest squares.
A whole can aā tuna! LETāS GOOOO!!! -š¬
@exorcist-ava
By methods that Niffty herself couldnāt quite explain (and didn't care enough to), she had once again managed to sneak her way into Heaven. But this time? She was luckierāand that mean angel hadnāt yet noticed her sneaking around.
With all the enthusiasm of a feral squirrel hunting for its next snack, she scoured the pristine land for a single speck of dirt. And lo and behold, after much frantic searching, she found itāand someone.
With a squeal of delight, she skittered over, her eye wide with excitement. āDonāt dig in the trash! Itās filthy!ā she scolded, her hands flailing in the air as she tugged the can away from the poor soul, her energy absolutely overflowing.
