Texas is probably as close as Earth gets to deadly Alternian sunlight. Do you like being outside?
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Between the wings and the horns and your coloring, you can’t leave the apartment. You know that. Whatever weird pocket dimension you fell in looks to be no different from the Earth you grew up on, aside from the fact that the niche that was Bro’s younger brother, Dave Strider, doesn’t seem to have existed. That means no trolls. No carapace. And especially no random bird people. There’s no reason to think someone wouldn’t take one look at you and go ‘what the fuck’ and lock you up in some lab somewhere.
That doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the sanctity of your own roof.
TC: bro doesnt like me coming up here tbh
TC: someone could be across the str33t with a telescope spying on a poor lil catbirdtrollkid and call the government or somefang
TC: which would be a hassle if nofang else
TC: but
But you miss the wind. You miss the shade of the trees. You miss the light of the dual moons. You miss running with Pounce, your fingertips lightly touching the ground, claws digging into loose earth.
TC: betw33n the strider albinism and a nocturnal cave dwelling troll im purrty sure if i get into a fist fight with the sun id lose no contest
TC: shades are nonnegotiable during the day though unless i wanna burn my eyeballs out
TC: i dont think the sunll roast me like a turkey but i dont think i can regulate heat as well as i should so noon is kinda off limits but the bookends of the day are prime gargoyle time
TC: dawn and sunset are aight but theyve got some baggage to them
TC: i mostly like coming out here at night
TC: i think id go crazy if i couldnt go outside at all
