#usedvessel

They were words he had asked only mere moments before, stirring an obvious feeling of uncertainty with the group of monsters. They were torn between their loyalty to Ludo and the desire to be treated better.

Ludo's string of insults that followed seemed to make the decision easier.

Toffee scoffed. When would the Avarius child see that insulting the ones you want on your side was a bad idea?

"I think everyone has made their decision." He seized him up by the collar, making his way to the door.

‘Tell me, did I have any part to play in this?’ ‘No.’

‘Tell me, did I have any part to play in this?’ ‘No.’

‘Tell me, did I have any part to play in this?’ ‘No.’

The two lines in two very familiar voices repeated, over and over. When she found the source of the lines, as well as the person that one of those voices belonged to, Star couldn’t believe what it was she was seeing.

A friend, clearly in pain, watching the thing that was causing that pain, and making no move to stop it.

The sound faded into a ringing nothingness as the princess balled her hands into fists so tight she could feel her fingernails digging into her palms. Whoever had done this was the most despicable being in existence, and she planned to find them and make them pay. But first, there was something far more important to do - help Ludo.

Slowly closing the distance between herself and the small monster, she picked up the offending screen with one hand, before turning away and throwing it like a frisby as hard and far as she possibly could, yelling her frustration at the device as it flew off into the distance.

As it flew out of sight, the princess sat herself down next to Ludo. No words. No further actions. The ringing in her ears slowly faded as she relaxed her hands, ignoring the stinging pain as her fists unballed, tears seeping out her eyes from the overwhelming emotion letting itself out the only other way it could, now that its grip on her had faded.

The Septarian grimaced as the rain started coming down in buckets now. What had started as a light, annoying sprinkle quickly turned into a deluge. Rasticore pulled up the hood of his cape up but it didn’t really protect him from much; he had to get out of the rain!

Fortune happened to smile on him (for once), and his eye alighted on a cave, just a small one, he’d have to duck and hunch over to get inside, but it was shelter!

The first thing she noticed when she got closer to the little monster was that she seemed to have (literally) ruffled his feathers a bit. And who could blame him? Most of her kind were something for a monster to be afraid of. He seemed to warm up to her rather quickly though, so Eclipsa quickly relaxed.

“I couldn’t agree more. It’s almost as if it’s their go-to word for people they can’t understand!”

this sounds like bojack horseman but i knOW THATS, PROBABLY NOT IT

E C L I P S A ’ S. N O T. I N T O. T W I N K S.

I’M DYING

As the two survive the wild together, Rasticore has been known to scoop Ludo in his mouth if they run into serious trouble. Rasticore says that it’s to keep his one arm free but it’s also an instinctive thing.

Rasticore likes to tell Ludo about some of his crazy hunting jobs and some of the dimensions he’s been, especially if the little bird is having a bad day.

If the two were to encounter a large body of water and no bridge Rasticore would put the smol monster atop his head and ferry him across.

“Y’know, you’re right. You’re not adorable... not with that beard, anyways. And not without some kind of hat or headband or something.” Taking out her compact, she showed him a picture she’d taken back during that not-time she’d frozen time of him in his old clothes, no beard, and wearing her cactus headband instead of that skull.