In one of the tunnels, at least 30 men and women from various organizations, from CATO to Journeymen to Wendi Boys, are all impaled to the ceiling on iron spikes and dribbling gore like a rain cloud.
Theo and Braafheid stand just outside the dripping blood of staked corpses. They admire their work silently.
The large, many-armed creature is roaming such a tunnel. It pokes it head out and looks around cautiously, admiring the work but more in search of whatever it can get its hands on.
Theo kneels down and pats their lap, an attempt to call the creature closer. Braafheid doesn't respond.
The thing moves closer, about the size of a small car, its false head tilting to the side "Helloooooo! Mind if I take whatever you lads don't need?"
In one of the tunnels, at least 30 men and women from various organizations, from CATO to Journeymen to Wendi Boys, are all impaled to the ceiling on iron spikes and dribbling gore like a rain cloud.
Theo and Braafheid stand just outside the dripping blood of staked corpses. They admire their work silently.
The boy runs up to this. “Woah! How did you get all those kills? Can you teach me?”
The turns. "Well, what do you wanna use that power for? Just because you can kill doesn't mean you should."
In one of the tunnels, at least 30 men and women from various organizations, from CATO to Journeymen to Wendi Boys, are all impaled to the ceiling on iron spikes and dribbling gore like a rain cloud.
Theo and Braafheid stand just outside the dripping blood of staked corpses. They admire their work silently.
He sees Lemmy watching him. 'What the...'
"A message." Theo casually explains. "You signed up for this, remember."
None of the bodies are unchipped.
'I guess I did. This is... brutal, man. And brilliant, I suppose. This will get folks talking. But, like those guys are CATO. We're what, criminals now?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
Someone's rummaging in the trash can. They seem to be pretty into it, considering how you can only see their legs.
A hand grips around a ankle and pulls them up "Excuse me, you are taking all the good bits my good lad!"
You pull up a scrawny kid with his arms full of scrap metal. his floppy blonde mohawk looks even stupider upside-down, and his overall straps are uneven. "Finders keepers!"
"Oh please child, I want none of that! There are better items than that you know?" They dust the child off and set them down
Theo kneels down and pats their lap, an attempt to call the creature closer. Braafheid doesn't respond.
The thing moves closer, about the size of a small car, its false head tilting to the side "Helloooooo! Mind if I take whatever you lads don't need?"
Theo's eyes dilate slightly. "Yeah, yeah, of course! If you would leave them up there and recognizable, that would be great. You can take anything they don't need, though, which, you know, is just about everything." They giggle. "You're a big critter, aint'cha?"
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
Someone's rummaging in the trash can. They seem to be pretty into it, considering how you can only see their legs.
A hand grips around a ankle and pulls them up "Excuse me, you are taking all the good bits my good lad!"
You pull up a scrawny kid with his arms full of scrap metal. his floppy blonde mohawk looks even stupider upside-down, and his overall straps are uneven. "Finders keepers!"
He's wriggly
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
In one of the tunnels, at least 30 men and women from various organizations, from CATO to Journeymen to Wendi Boys, are all impaled to the ceiling on iron spikes and dribbling gore like a rain cloud.
Theo and Braafheid stand just outside the dripping blood of staked corpses. They admire their work silently.
The boy runs up to this. “Woah! How did you get all those kills? Can you teach me?”
The turns. "Well, what do you wanna use that power for? Just because you can kill doesn't mean you should."
“Killing rats!” He says excitedly.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Theo kneels down and pats their lap, an attempt to call the creature closer. Braafheid doesn't respond.
The thing moves closer, about the size of a small car, its false head tilting to the side "Helloooooo! Mind if I take whatever you lads don't need?"
Theo's eyes dilate slightly. "Yeah, yeah, of course! If you would leave them up there and recognizable, that would be great. You can take anything they don't need, though, which, you know, is just about everything." They giggle. "You're a big critter, aint'cha?"
"I am no critter! My name is Barnabus! I am the great COLLECTOR!!!" They throw up their many arms dramatically before they realize what they are doing and laugh nervously "Oh dear, again Barnabus? Mustn't scare them, no no no!" he mutters to himself.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"A message." Theo casually explains. "You signed up for this, remember."
None of the bodies are unchipped.
'I guess I did. This is... brutal, man. And brilliant, I suppose. This will get folks talking. But, like those guys are CATO. We're what, criminals now?'
"Nah, you're just a witness. I've always been a criminal, and... well, this is the most violent thing I've ever done. It's a big deal for me. It makes my ideology clear: Might does not make right. Anyone can be a victim, but that doesn't mean they should. Take a look." They point to the blood smeared on the walls. Names. Histories. Information on each victim, what they were doing just before they were shriked. Everything possible to make it clear: these were people.
A large robotic creature crawls around the deep, dark underbelly of the Leonidas Line. A large metal humanoid figure with six different metal appendages fused to its body skitters around, digging through trash cans and anything it seems to deem acceptable to dig through. It wears a coat, clearly stolen as it's too nice to even be down here, with arm holes ripped out for the extra arms. It picks up some cans, a metal ring of sorts, and a rat by its tail and stuffs it into a compartment in its center.
He sees a masked figure in dirty yellow protective gear up ahead. The figure is carrying a heavy rucksack, and seems to avoid him
The robotic creature turns, sensing items that are yet to its. It skitters over, rubbing its hands together "Good day my good friend, perchance may I take a looooook?"
'Why, you here to buy? If so, yeah. If no, then clear off'
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
"A message." Theo casually explains. "You signed up for this, remember."
None of the bodies are unchipped.
'I guess I did. This is... brutal, man. And brilliant, I suppose. This will get folks talking. But, like those guys are CATO. We're what, criminals now?'
"Nah, you're just a witness. I've always been a criminal, and... well, this is the most violent thing I've ever done. It's a big deal for me. It makes my ideology clear: Might does not make right. Anyone can be a victim, but that doesn't mean they should. Take a look." They point to the blood smeared on the walls. Names. Histories. Information on each victim, what they were doing just before they were shriked. Everything possible to make it clear: these were people.
'And you don't think there won't be retaliation?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The boy is looking concentrated, shooting bullets at the wall in quick succession for target practice.
Fives joins him, firing a few energy blasts at a target.
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“Oh hey, drinks guy!”
They nod their head at the two good shots. "Oh. I suppose I never told you my name. I'm Fives. You?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Simultaneously the smartest and dumbest person alive.
The thing moves closer, about the size of a small car, its false head tilting to the side "Helloooooo! Mind if I take whatever you lads don't need?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The turns. "Well, what do you wanna use that power for? Just because you can kill doesn't mean you should."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'I guess I did. This is... brutal, man. And brilliant, I suppose. This will get folks talking. But, like those guys are CATO. We're what, criminals now?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA No, I am a collector! I intend to take all of these items I find and add them to my massive collection!!" They throw up their arms dramatically, "I can give you a rat, everyone loves rats! Perhaps a bottle caps? I got all kinds!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'I take bottle caps, all right. What you want?'
The dude in yellow chucks him some hunks of scrap metal, including a broken robotic arm
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Oh please child, I want none of that! There are better items than that you know?" They dust the child off and set them down
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theo's eyes dilate slightly. "Yeah, yeah, of course! If you would leave them up there and recognizable, that would be great. You can take anything they don't need, though, which, you know, is just about everything." They giggle. "You're a big critter, aint'cha?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He's wriggly
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
"An arm! How lovely! Perhaps I can affix this one as well." They set down bottle caps from all sorts of different soda companies, both new and years old.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Killing rats!” He says excitedly.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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'Very good. Sure you can, buddy. Woah, you got some good caps here. Haven't seen Red Leaf Berry Burst in years. For good reason, I suppose'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I am no critter! My name is Barnabus! I am the great COLLECTOR!!!" They throw up their many arms dramatically before they realize what they are doing and laugh nervously "Oh dear, again Barnabus? Mustn't scare them, no no no!" he mutters to himself.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I do not need this scrap, my dear one. Keep it and the bottle caps. But let me see what other trinkets you hold."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'You want to set up a trade link with my folks?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Nah, you're just a witness. I've always been a criminal, and... well, this is the most violent thing I've ever done. It's a big deal for me. It makes my ideology clear: Might does not make right. Anyone can be a victim, but that doesn't mean they should. Take a look." They point to the blood smeared on the walls. Names. Histories. Information on each victim, what they were doing just before they were shriked. Everything possible to make it clear: these were people.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No no, I don't like being found. Tell me where you often frequent and I will find you instead." They chuckle and pat their head.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'And you don't think there won't be retaliation?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The stoat nods. "Alright then. What tools do you have? What you need to kill rats and what you need to kill people are completely different."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They nod their head at the two good shots. "Oh. I suppose I never told you my name. I'm Fives. You?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Simultaneously the smartest and dumbest person alive.
“Uhhhhhhhh… a gun?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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