#test run

This is a test version - link (not finished thus tagged as wip not cc)

This face preset is the one that works best, I had to give up on my edited body because it was causing bad stretches but I used this cute diapers made by @quizicalgin instead.

The last 4 pics are comparisons between skins (all of them with the eye contacts by @xiasimla)

1- default skin by @sofayya

2- timeles by @rollo-rolls (primer and tabula rasa skins looks similar to this one)

3- babysoft by @brntwaffles

4- EA

REMINDERS AND KNOWN ISSUES:

eyes dont fully close

new mesh so cc hairs and clothing not compatible

WHAT IS LEFT?

For this specific face mesh the only thing left id to make it default replacement and add thumbnails.

Connection Test Run - Twin Runes Mini Story [ Deltarune/Undertale Comic Dub ]

Pedestrian At Best

Mallory Brown, by most definitions, is a mess. She’s never been particularly put together. From having a baby at sixteen to moving almost 8,000 miles away from home on a whim, life has always had a way of dropping her into things.

When she moved to San Francisco from Melbourne six years ago following the death of her daughter and the collapse of an already failing marriage, she told herself this would fix the broken parts of her. Give her a new purpose.

Yet here she is, PhD in astronomy, working at the California Academy of Sciences and barely coping with the slow, grinding monotony of daily life. She loves her job, but she wouldn’t say she’s found any more solid reasons to stick around.

She has plenty of savings. She could just take off. Travel the world again. She’s done it before. She’s good at leaving.

Then life throws a curveball at her. Literally. On a day that had, until 4:12pm on the dot, been like any other.

She crosses the street without looking and steps right in the path of one Ryland Grace, cycling home after a long day at work. He swerves, but runs into her anyway.

“Hoooly ssssugar!” He yelps as his bike tips sideways, throwing him off. She stumbles back, then goes down hard onto her ass, a soft “oof!” escaping her lips as the impact knocks the air from her lungs.

She catches herself on her hands, wincing as the rough surface of the pavement bites into her palms.

Ryland groans and pushes his bike off his legs, sitting up. He’s mostly fine, aside from what are definitely going to be some gnarly bruises. Thank the lord for helmets.

“I’m so sorry!” he blurts, brushing himself off as he stands and staring down at her with wide eyes. “That was completely my fault, I should’ve stopped or- or something.” He offers her a hand.

“No, don’t apologise,” she takes his hand carefully, palms twinging. They’re scraped raw, small beads of blood forming where the rough asphalt has broken her skin. “Seriously, it’s not your fault. I should’ve looked before crossing.”

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Propaganda for Loop (they/them):

you know them

you love them

it's your friend loop!

Propaganda for Evil Loop (EVIL they/them):

they're loop!

but EVIL

[She stole an old hair tie from Derek]