this post is very late but whatever-
*The Muckroach rolls lazily in their bed, then yawns, stretching it's limbs. It takes a pause to watch the dust and steam dance in the glow of the singular overhead light.*
Hmmmh...
Oh!
*The Muckroach gets up, lifting through the sheets of the nice bed that Phantom themselves have so graciously made as an accommodation for it's occasional visits to the Exhaust Organ.*
Ah, there-
*With an amount of care that is extremely unusual to see from it's kind, the bug picks something up in it's jaws, trotting over to Phantom.*
I know you've been wanting to "unravel" away and all that, but...I still got you this. Just so you can afford to last a little longer. Because you're a good friend.
*The object is...a Slide Flute?*
Found this in a side-room while sneaking about the chorus chambers. You seem to like hollow things that make sound with air.
(@muckroach-official)
[The memory pops into their head and lingers there for a long while.]
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[Phantom’s claws clench, shell shaking.]
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[Their scream reverberates through the Exhaust Organ.]











