She looks over to them with her multitude of eyes sharing the same color, leaning down to them.
He looks over to them, sighing “Doing what? I was making sure not to destroy anything else.”
“Eh, I could sleep.” She lies down on the bed, lying on the covers, “You should too.”
he grabs their face, humming
"You manifested an effigy of yourself and killed it."
"Okay." he yawns, still holding her, not realizing he is.
Her mandibles click, giving their palm a little kiss.
“Yes. I did.” He says, closing his eyes once more, not ignoring them, just not speaking.
She falls asleep with them in her arms, snoring softly, smiling a little bit.
"Thank you, sweetie."
"Do you have any idea how much that terrifies me?" she drops to her knees, shaking
(good end?)
She shifts back down to her original form, her skin healing where it tore, returning to normal.
“Like you said, Dragon genetics. Would you rather me do something I regret? I don’t want to destroy this place, much less hurt you, I’m the only person to blame. I’m sorry I scare you, maybe I should just go.” He stands up, beginning to walk out of the whole.
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
Sylvin is sitting across from him, doing the same
"I've seen much worse in my own backyard, my love" he chuckles
She puts a paw on his face, blinking and crying softly "Yes.. You make me feel things I've never felt before.."
A circle of flame forms around him as he gets more and more tired, eventually, he sits down next to a tree, taking a break.
She laughs a bit with them, giving them a kiss, “That I believe you on, you are absolutely wonderful, dear.”
He sighs, a single tear forming in his eye, as he smiles weakly at them, “Then… I guess I’ll have to stay.” He puts them back down.
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
Sylvin is sitting across from him, doing the same
"I've seen much worse in my own backyard, my love" he chuckles
She puts a paw on his face, blinking and crying softly "Yes.. You make me feel things I've never felt before.."
A circle of flame forms around him as he gets more and more tired, eventually, he sits down next to a tree, taking a break.
She laughs a bit with them, giving them a kiss, “That I believe you on, you are absolutely wonderful, dear.”
He sighs, a single tear forming in his eye, as he smiles weakly at them, “Then… I guess I’ll have to stay.” He puts them back down.
"You did great. How long was that?" she asks, blinking now.
"Thank God I came to my right mind before meeting you, you would have killed me had I tried to take you out." he smiles, laying across her lap
She comes back up to 16 feet, wrapping her arms around him and bringing him to the floor with her, giggling. "Let's try this again, shall we?"
He sighs and shrugs with his upper arms “An hour maybe?” He looks up to the sky, to the sun “58 minute, roughly.”
She rubs her hands across them softly, “Oh I certainly would have, I’m so happy that you weren’t doing too poorly when we met. I do love you more than anything in the world, and I mean that with all my cold heart.”
He goes back to the floor with them, sitting down a little shyly, reflecting for a moment. Meanwhile, behind her, where the other Rag was lying, there’s a groan, turns out that Rag isn’t dead.
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
Sylvin is sitting across from him, doing the same
"I've seen much worse in my own backyard, my love" he chuckles
She puts a paw on his face, blinking and crying softly "Yes.. You make me feel things I've never felt before.."
A circle of flame forms around him as he gets more and more tired, eventually, he sits down next to a tree, taking a break.
She laughs a bit with them, giving them a kiss, “That I believe you on, you are absolutely wonderful, dear.”
He sighs, a single tear forming in his eye, as he smiles weakly at them, “Then… I guess I’ll have to stay.” He puts them back down.
"You did great. How long was that?" she asks, blinking now.
"Thank God I came to my right mind before meeting you, you would have killed me had I tried to take you out." he smiles, laying across her lap
She comes back up to 16 feet, wrapping her arms around him and bringing him to the floor with her, giggling. "Let's try this again, shall we?"
He sighs and shrugs with his upper arms “An hour maybe?” He looks up to the sky, to the sun “58 minute, roughly.”
She rubs her hands across them softly, “Oh I certainly would have, I’m so happy that you weren’t doing too poorly when we met. I do love you more than anything in the world, and I mean that with all my cold heart.”
He goes back to the floor with them, sitting down a little shyly, reflecting for a moment. Meanwhile, behind her, where the other Rag was lying, there’s a groan, turns out that Rag isn’t dead.
"What are you training for?" Cedin asks, looking at him
He smiles, booping her with a finger on his prosthetic. "Well, you saw a glimpse of what I was in the graveyard.."
(Why do you hate me) She sighs and lets Rag go, standing up and looking to Rag Prime.
“Demon class Infernals, strong enough to destroy a city with little issue, most can’t fight one on their own, I can, but I’ve got to be in peak condition.” He says, wiping away his sweat.
“Speaking of which, is that simply a part of you now? I have learned to love that little bit of you too, I was just worried you were going to be hurt.”
(I don’t hate you, I love you deeply. That does give me an idea for where’s Waldo, but it’s Rag.) Rag isn’t far, watching the exchange, wiping a tear from his eye as he dismisses the other Rag’s from existence. He runs over to Sam, embracing her.
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
Sylvin is sitting across from him, doing the same
"I've seen much worse in my own backyard, my love" he chuckles
She puts a paw on his face, blinking and crying softly "Yes.. You make me feel things I've never felt before.."
A circle of flame forms around him as he gets more and more tired, eventually, he sits down next to a tree, taking a break.
She laughs a bit with them, giving them a kiss, “That I believe you on, you are absolutely wonderful, dear.”
He sighs, a single tear forming in his eye, as he smiles weakly at them, “Then… I guess I’ll have to stay.” He puts them back down.
"You did great. How long was that?" she asks, blinking now.
"Thank God I came to my right mind before meeting you, you would have killed me had I tried to take you out." he smiles, laying across her lap
She comes back up to 16 feet, wrapping her arms around him and bringing him to the floor with her, giggling. "Let's try this again, shall we?"
He sighs and shrugs with his upper arms “An hour maybe?” He looks up to the sky, to the sun “58 minute, roughly.”
She rubs her hands across them softly, “Oh I certainly would have, I’m so happy that you weren’t doing too poorly when we met. I do love you more than anything in the world, and I mean that with all my cold heart.”
He goes back to the floor with them, sitting down a little shyly, reflecting for a moment. Meanwhile, behind her, where the other Rag was lying, there’s a groan, turns out that Rag isn’t dead.
"What are you training for?" Cedin asks, looking at him
He smiles, booping her with a finger on his prosthetic. "Well, you saw a glimpse of what I was in the graveyard.."
(Why do you hate me) She sighs and lets Rag go, standing up and looking to Rag Prime.
“Demon class Infernals, strong enough to destroy a city with little issue, most can’t fight one on their own, I can, but I’ve got to be in peak condition.” He says, wiping away his sweat.
“Speaking of which, is that simply a part of you now? I have learned to love that little bit of you too, I was just worried you were going to be hurt.”
(I don’t hate you, I love you deeply. That does give me an idea for where’s Waldo, but it’s Rag.) Rag isn’t far, watching the exchange, wiping a tear from his eye as he dismisses the other Rag’s from existence. He runs over to Sam, embracing her.
"You need to eat more if you're going to continue this."
"No, he's gone.."
(too many Rags x_x) She binds the Construct Rag with roots, ignoring the real one for the moment. "Hey, buddies.. you okay?"
“I’ll eat when the workout’s over, I would say I’m on fire, but I don’t like puns.” He says with a chuckle, stretching.
“No. He’s just-“ She pokes one of his pectorals “In there.”
The other Rag nods, putting as much as a thumbs up as he can “Hey, I’m fine. I’m not even real, just what Rag thinks of himself.” He lets himself be bound by roots, the Real Rag simply watches.
He takes his break, before continuing the workout, muscles burning with strength.
She tilts her head, nodding with a bit of smile on her face, “Hmm, really? Do you really think you got rid of your other self?”
“Oh I’m furious, but more with myself than anyone else. After all, we hurt you, and we can all agree that we love you.”
They watch him intently, making sure he's okay.
"Are you telling me I didn't." he narrows his brow. "I went through hell to make sure he was gone, to make sure that I cleansed myself. I lost my [GP] arm over it."
"Yeah, that's.. sweet." she smiles weakly. "Uhm, I think you gotta go now, though.."
He’s mainly got it under control, though he does push himself a bit beyond himself. He does stop before anything goes too bad though, lying on the ground.
“I’m not saying that, dear. I’m not saying anything of the sort.” She says, comfortingly rubbing their face softly, lovingly, “After all, we haven’t known each other for even a year yet, I wouldn’t understand what you’ve went though.”
“Naturally, I couldn’t stay around forever, there should only be one Rag in the world. Goodbye.” He says with a smile, not a bit of worry on his face.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Anybody here? It’s cool if not I suppose.*
She shifts back down to her original form, her skin healing where it tore, returning to normal.
“Like you said, Dragon genetics. Would you rather me do something I regret? I don’t want to destroy this place, much less hurt you, I’m the only person to blame. I’m sorry I scare you, maybe I should just go.” He stands up, beginning to walk out of the whole.
*If you want to, want anyone else?*
*Cut for Salem.*
Benimaru is working out in the forest in a bit of scorched earth, eyes closed, focusing on improving himself.
She wraps her arms around them, leaning into them, “You… aren’t afraid?”
For a moment he stops and looks down at her, “Sam, I love you too, I love you more than I could do for you.” He picks her up to make eye contact with him, “I will stay if you want me to, but I want you to think, should I stay?”
A circle of flame forms around him as he gets more and more tired, eventually, he sits down next to a tree, taking a break.
She laughs a bit with them, giving them a kiss, “That I believe you on, you are absolutely wonderful, dear.”
He sighs, a single tear forming in his eye, as he smiles weakly at them, “Then… I guess I’ll have to stay.” He puts them back down.
He sighs and shrugs with his upper arms “An hour maybe?” He looks up to the sky, to the sun “58 minute, roughly.”
She rubs her hands across them softly, “Oh I certainly would have, I’m so happy that you weren’t doing too poorly when we met. I do love you more than anything in the world, and I mean that with all my cold heart.”
He goes back to the floor with them, sitting down a little shyly, reflecting for a moment. Meanwhile, behind her, where the other Rag was lying, there’s a groan, turns out that Rag isn’t dead.
“Demon class Infernals, strong enough to destroy a city with little issue, most can’t fight one on their own, I can, but I’ve got to be in peak condition.” He says, wiping away his sweat.
“Speaking of which, is that simply a part of you now? I have learned to love that little bit of you too, I was just worried you were going to be hurt.”
(I don’t hate you, I love you deeply. That does give me an idea for where’s Waldo, but it’s Rag.) Rag isn’t far, watching the exchange, wiping a tear from his eye as he dismisses the other Rag’s from existence. He runs over to Sam, embracing her.
“I’ll eat when the workout’s over, I would say I’m on fire, but I don’t like puns.” He says with a chuckle, stretching.
“No. He’s just-“ She pokes one of his pectorals “In there.”
The other Rag nods, putting as much as a thumbs up as he can “Hey, I’m fine. I’m not even real, just what Rag thinks of himself.” He lets himself be bound by roots, the Real Rag simply watches.
*Cut for Salem.*
He takes his break, before continuing the workout, muscles burning with strength.
She tilts her head, nodding with a bit of smile on her face, “Hmm, really? Do you really think you got rid of your other self?”
“Oh I’m furious, but more with myself than anyone else. After all, we hurt you, and we can all agree that we love you.”
*Is back owo*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He’s mainly got it under control, though he does push himself a bit beyond himself. He does stop before anything goes too bad though, lying on the ground.
“I’m not saying that, dear. I’m not saying anything of the sort.” She says, comfortingly rubbing their face softly, lovingly, “After all, we haven’t known each other for even a year yet, I wouldn’t understand what you’ve went though.”
“Naturally, I couldn’t stay around forever, there should only be one Rag in the world. Goodbye.” He says with a smile, not a bit of worry on his face.