#mggm

Poppy, no. You are bleeding. I dont give a shit what you think this is! Youre losing a lot of it and I know its hurting you.

[he looks at Poppy and only finds that smile.]

A-and none of this is your fault! Its- none of this is your fault…

[how could he still smile? It’s not that Battat wants to see him frown but he knows what happened even if he hardly remembers it.]

Youre just- youre just existing. And I… thats not your fault.

[his voice hitches and he knows that if he keeps talking he’ll cry again.]

You dont have to be useful to anyone… If being useless got you tossed so easily why do you think Im still here? I- I roll nothing but ones! I cant even do the thing I was made for right!! No matter how much I try to hide it everyone knows it…

[once he blinks the tears break and roll down his face. He can feel the cold radiating off of Poppy chill his face.]

I- I even try to hide myself, I try to be alone but people still look for me. They w-wont leave me alone and I dont u-understand it. You keep giving me all this a-attention and it d-doesnt make any damn sense!!

[at this point he’s shaking again. It could be due to the blood loss or the cold.]

I- I dont give a shit about that nickname! They werent- you k-know they wouldnt actually put you back like that. T-they just say t-things like that… I wouldnt have let them do that anyway.

[what would he have actually been able to do?]

There’s nothing you could do to deserve that. People insist on hanging around a piece of shit like me!! If somehow I dont deserve it then neither do you.

[he laughs like his self deprecation was even a little bit funny. It hurt to laugh.]

And you shouldnt waste your time with the flower. I will n-never be- I dont need h-help to be fine.

[at this point Poppy had switched the conversation to the food. Battat’s eyes briefly caught the bracelet but he wasn’t thinking much of it]

…right. That- thats what we- we were here for a-anyway.

[he stares at the candy bars in his hand. His hands are still bloody from his transformation.]

A-and then I… I ruined it.

[he doesn’t open any of the hematogen. His blood smears across the packaging. The salt burns his wounds but he does nothing.]

You dont deserve this. Neither of you do.

[he tears had only stopped for a moment before they picked up again]

Hello! It's so nice to meet people!

Hello anons and others who join, ask me stuff and please stay with me! That's all I ask!

My name is Poppy! And this is my blog!

A lanky and freakishly tall pink pippins waves at you cheerfully, all sharp edges and points but soft in spirit. Pips glowing softly as casting light on the surface of iridescent metal. A long insectoid tail waves behind, wagging slowly as stars softly glow along the length of it and on the fins. Something is deeply Wrong[Wrong]Wrong with him, but what is the festering inside?

A Zapper is also in view. Everything may be ordinary with him. Everything may not be.

Madcatz, you can also ask me.

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Aching. Static. Silence. Noise. Water. Empty. Full. Help. Granted.

@fancy-my-chances

@boxingglovepips

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"Chance? Boxxer?"

Poppy's head spins around to look at them, all other eyes remaining on Battat. He's smiling like almost always but half of his face looks more like confused smile, faltering and wondering why they are here. There's a noisy clamor in the background, of crashing metal, a melody of destruction. He is completely unlit, all glow unlighted and leaving nothing.

"What[What]What Are[Are]Are you two Doing[Doing]Doing Here[Here]Here? Why[How]What Did You come for? I[I]I Don't[Don't]Don't Think[Think]Think you Are[Are]Are Meant[Meant]Meant To[To]To Be[Be]Be Here[Here]Here! Do[Do]Do you two Need[Need]Need To[To]To Be[Be]Be Brought[Brought]Brought Back[Back]Back Home[Belonging]Needed?"

A shattered thing greets them vocally. Split into pieces and shards that dig and drive into pain points. Of someone pushed to their limit after too much happening with no moment left to stop and take a break. Of someone granted no reprieve or comfort in a time of need.

"Why[Why]Why..? Why[Why]Why Did[Did]Did you two Come[Come]Come?"

He's faltering, left unmoored and with this being added his confusion is only growing. So he turns to the only person he can currently. To the person he knows will always try to understand. Battat. Can he make any sense of this?

"Is this right? Or WRONG[WRONG]WRONG? Battat, Do[Do]Do you Know[Understand]Comprehend?"

-🪱Anon and for this ask only, WALTZ.

(OOC - Event! EVENT! Reblog chain of four different blogs chipping in! Seven as Battat and Poppy sometimes, Me as Poppy and these two! This is gonna be fun!)

[Battat looks at Poppy with a dumbfounded expression. He moves his hands and goes to speak a few times before he settles on his words]

I- I dont know! Is Kris stealing dice again? Where are they coming from!?

[Battat does not understand]

Are they pink too?

[this save is the source of most of Poppy’s stress. It’s also where he keeps inefficiently chucking his save two stress.]

[I wonder if any progress could be made here.]

[do Chance and Boxxer know why they’re here?]

Poppy, where do you know them from?

Hi. You can call me Battat. I use he/him. Im a pippins working in the TV World. Feel free to ask me whatever. Or dont. I dont really care.

Also dont mind the cut on this post. There's nothing there but for some reason it keeps showing up when I pin a post.

<Tip: There is actually stuff down there :-]>

rushed to make this

[Battat’s green is 15% darker.]