Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Mushisama is crushing berries with a mortar woven from wood and stone pestle, a line of ants carrying and placing more in the bowl at the same time.
Oh, and Ghost has found a knife.
Correlion watches Mushisama from a fair distance away, perched on a ledge. They’re wearing a sort of phantasmal, plate-like armor that’s almost glasslike in appearance, wings unfurled slightly for balance. The angel does nothing but observe the ritual.
After a moment, Mushisama pauses in his work. His still form, albeit slightly writhing as its minuscule creatures move about, remains frozen for a second before his head tilts in a way the false eyes of the mask faces Correlion’s position.
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Z just looks at Mushisama. "very amusing. Are you a threat, friend or target?"
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Z just looks at Mushisama. "very amusing. Are you a threat, friend or target?"
“Why thank you, and it rather depends on…” A deep growling emerges from behind the forests brushery, its source hidden. “Which you are.”
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Z just looks at Mushisama. "very amusing. Are you a threat, friend or target?"
“Why thank you, and it rather depends on…” A deep growling emerges from behind the forests brushery, its source hidden. “Which you are.”
"Again, depends what I deem you. If a like you, I will let you live. If not I will kill you."
*I’m listening to like dating horror stories right now and most of what’s going through my head is currently, ‘why… does anyone date, it sounds like a nightmare,’ in a plethora of fonts and variations.*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I’m listening to like dating horror stories right now and most of what’s going through my head is currently, ‘why… does anyone date, it sounds like a nightmare,’ in a plethora of fonts and variations.*
*I’m listening to like dating horror stories right now and most of what’s going through my head is currently, ‘why… does anyone date, it sounds like a nightmare,’ in a plethora of fonts and variations.*
*Yeah, It can be nice though... Until its not.*
*that is why I am choosing to not touch any romantic relationships with a thirty-nine and a half foot long pole for the time being, it just seems horrific*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I’m listening to like dating horror stories right now and most of what’s going through my head is currently, ‘why… does anyone date, it sounds like a nightmare,’ in a plethora of fonts and variations.*
*Yeah, It can be nice though... Until its not.*
*that is why I am choosing to not touch any romantic relationships with a thirty-nine and a half foot long pole for the time being, it just seems horrific*
*Yeah, me too. I only want to date someone if I really like them.*
"Enemy..." Ravarus repeats as if to affirm the fact in his mind.
“But do not fret, friend.” Correlion smiles, a small, genuine expression from the typically stoic-faced angel. “Do you want to play a game?”
"Game...?"
“Do you enjoy tracking, Ravarus? Or would you prefer to hide and see if I can find you?”
The creature stares for a bit, trying to comprehend the idea of him hiding, before speaking. "Track...ing..."
“Close your eyes, and count to ten.” Correlion gently pats his head.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Mushisama is crushing berries with a mortar woven from wood and stone pestle, a line of ants carrying and placing more in the bowl at the same time.
Oh, and Ghost has found a knife.
Correlion watches Mushisama from a fair distance away, perched on a ledge. They’re wearing a sort of phantasmal, plate-like armor that’s almost glasslike in appearance, wings unfurled slightly for balance. The angel does nothing but observe the ritual.
After a moment, Mushisama pauses in his work. His still form, albeit slightly writhing as its minuscule creatures move about, remains frozen for a second before his head tilts in a way the false eyes of the mask faces Correlion’s position.
“Hello, kin.” The angel says in a toneless manner. Petals softly fall from its wings, feathers ruffling slightly.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Mushisama pretends to not notice at first. After they steal about 10 or so, he finally acknowledges them. “You are aware some of these belong to the ants and will be returned to feed their families?”
Grimm tilts his head at Mushisama, unaware that the mound of insects could talk. It looks confused about the ants owning the berries.
“Yes, I can speak, and yes, they do ‘own’ these berries by the laws of survival.”
Grimm's face falls. He plops down next to the line of ants, and slowly regurgitates the berries he ate, similar to a parent bird.
*or Toothless*
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Z just looks at Mushisama. "very amusing. Are you a threat, friend or target?"
“Why thank you, and it rather depends on…” A deep growling emerges from behind the forests brushery, its source hidden. “Which you are.”
"Again, depends what I deem you. If a like you, I will let you live. If not I will kill you."
“Are you doing this with everyone or just me? If so, everyone will see you as an enemy. You need allies to survive here. If you lack them…” He slams the pestle into the mortar, sending bits of the mashed berries flying.
*Kreet has somewhat made their peace with that. Max is Claw and Claw is Max to him.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Mushisama snickers slightly, creating an ominous sound mixed with the squeaks and screeches of his insect made body. “A kind gesture, even if socially odd.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
After a moment, Mushisama pauses in his work. His still form, albeit slightly writhing as its minuscule creatures move about, remains frozen for a second before his head tilts in a way the false eyes of the mask faces Correlion’s position.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Z walks up. "I was recently interacting with this creature, it is... Strange."
“I see… and the creature’s currently invading my ecosystem are…?” He does not pause with the mortar and pestle.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"I am Z and you?"
“Mushisama, father of this biome and… former Divine of the Material. How long have you been in this prison, Final Letter of the Common Alphabet?” he laughs a bit at his joke.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Z just looks at Mushisama. "very amusing. Are you a threat, friend or target?"
“Why thank you, and it rather depends on…” A deep growling emerges from behind the forests brushery, its source hidden. “Which you are.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Again, depends what I deem you. If a like you, I will let you live. If not I will kill you."
*I’m listening to like dating horror stories right now and most of what’s going through my head is currently, ‘why… does anyone date, it sounds like a nightmare,’ in a plethora of fonts and variations.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*Yeah, It can be nice though... Until its not.*
*that is why I am choosing to not touch any romantic relationships with a thirty-nine and a half foot long pole for the time being, it just seems horrific*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*Yeah, me too. I only want to date someone if I really like them.*
*Gtg*
“Close your eyes, and count to ten.” Correlion gently pats his head.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Hello, kin.” The angel says in a toneless manner. Petals softly fall from its wings, feathers ruffling slightly.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*If anything happens with Mushisama, wait for me.*
“Are you doing this with everyone or just me? If so, everyone will see you as an enemy. You need allies to survive here. If you lack them…” He slams the pestle into the mortar, sending bits of the mashed berries flying.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*hi, Cyno!*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”