The little man is immediately interested in the bugs. He opens a little journal and starts to look through it. He holds out a specific page with a somewhat uncommon caterpillar on it. His breathing is unsteady, and his eyes are wide. Too excited to speak, it seems.
The man seems curious, taking it from them, looking it over. They pry off a piece of their armor, pulling a small caterpillar from his hoard.
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The little man is immediately interested in the bugs. He opens a little journal and starts to look through it. He holds out a specific page with a somewhat uncommon caterpillar on it. His breathing is unsteady, and his eyes are wide. Too excited to speak, it seems.
The man seems curious, taking it from them, looking it over. They pry off a piece of their armor, pulling a small caterpillar from his hoard.
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
The man places the caterpillar in with the rest of the bugs that make up his body, the mass squirming to incorporate it back into the fold. He then uses his free hand to shake the small paw, nodding his head. A raspy voice comes out from the metal armor, low and like sandpaper if sandpaper had a voice.
"I am Ichigo.." he says, shaking the paw, seemingly very careful even with a handshake .
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
The fuzzball squeals with joy and moves to look at the insect from multiple angles. He's doing that happy stomp-dance that Felix did sometimes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself. The then holds out his little paw. "Bubba Slumberblood. I-I come from the Strugel House of Death."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The man places the caterpillar in with the rest of the bugs that make up his body, the mass squirming to incorporate it back into the fold. He then uses his free hand to shake the small paw, nodding his head. A raspy voice comes out from the metal armor, low and like sandpaper if sandpaper had a voice.
"I am Ichigo.." he says, shaking the paw, seemingly very careful even with a handshake .
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*hello!*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*Howdy. How is it going?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*YOU*
*Nice to see you again. It's been a while.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Flint is curled up in a drain, fast asleep
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