Aug 24, 2024
Everyone shut up @psyxxchic is calling me. I have to take this. Do not interrupt me.
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Everyone shut up @psyxxchic is calling me. I have to take this. Do not interrupt me.
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@psyxxchic
#hey this is fucking cute#does that pink frog have a bowl cut??
khf. Thank you, Sunlight. Its not quite how Id hoped It does, accounting that the hunter has one! Cherry.
Aha! @psyxxchic You said something about chlorine, is that what it was?
π΅ (if you have one!)
//not that I think theyve ever interacted buuut-
belle has the cooking abilities of a sim confirmed
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39: My favorite ice cream flavor
chocolate with brownies and shit
I don't actually remember my first impression of you, but my impression now is that you're extremely resilient, savvy, and maybe a little less of a bleeding heart than I initially thought.
There is also a possibility the heart just scabbed up a bit over time, but nice.
[The days are busy - nights too, without the need for sleep. But even though sleep isn't a requirement necessarily, rest certainly still is. A little basket appears next to them in a shimmer of light, packed with different jerkies, fresh bread, eggs, fresh cheese, and cream. The message is clear even without a written note: time to take a break. Tucked in alongside the snack is a little sketchbook and a small set of pastels, just in case inspiration strikes.]
At a glance Tolya looks like the victim of some kind of unruly cordyceps, body locked in an unnatural hunch over the desk by a scaffolding of roots that have forced their way out from their body. These, spindly and pale, are much more lively than the flesh they sprout from- they cling around the edges of the desk top, feeling over and flipping through paperwork, even making notes while the body they grow from is still. Well.. still but for their eyes and an occasional writhing beneath the skin. So lost in pouring over reports from the refuge, they almost could have missed Belle's gift appearing. The light draws their eyes though, and their attention switches seamlessly, tips of a dozen roots prodding over the basket like antennae.
Belle... Alright, alright! Message loud and clear. They aren't hungry, but they'll indulge. Accountability checks require a back-and-forth not to be blown off, after all. Their body creaks as it leans back, shifting in innumerable ways as it readjusts. Most of the protruding growth withers and retreats into the shell of their corpse, while other tendrils disconnect and fall, to then be absorbed into the rest of the wooden biomass of their room. With a great yawn, roots retreat down their throat, jaw forced back into place with a crack once free from obstructions. "You w-w-win." They croak quietly as if she can hear, a broad grin growing. "Just, let me get to a-a--a sstopping point." It'll be a while before the inside of their body has recovered enough to be sound enough for food anyway. They swallow the iron from their mouth and sigh a wet crackling sound as they root around for a rag. They aren't bleeding much (Their heart is just barely beating), but it's plenty to smear. They'll clean themself up, then the desk, rereading, rearranging, tucking papers away. Then, and she knows them too well, they'll fail to ignore the sketch pad, using it to record the likeness of this frankly adorable little basket as the worst of the holes throughout them ever-so-slowly work to patch themselves closed.