"Yeah... yeah..." He sighs, looking around, his smile starting to falter. "It sure do be that way. It's not so scary when you have a friend though!" He forces his smile back into place. "I'm Munch. You said your name was... Furby, right?"
"Yes! Furby... friends with Munch. Munch not so... scary if Munch... friend. Furby help ...munch look for rabbit?
His smile becomes a lot more real. "That would be much appreciated. His name is Dallas, and he's got real good ears on im'. He's blind, so he might think you're a monster if you call for him an' he don't recognize 'ya. If you see him, try not to startle the guy. He's scarier than he looks, and believe me, that's sayin' something. He's a good guy, though. Oh, and since you're new here, don't go lower than the street level. It's real dangerous, and most people you'll make friends with probably won't go down there with you." His nervousness becomes apparent once more. "Have ya eaten yet? I washed up on the beach real hungry."
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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.
"Yeah... yeah..." He sighs, looking around, his smile starting to falter. "It sure do be that way. It's not so scary when you have a friend though!" He forces his smile back into place. "I'm Munch. You said your name was... Furby, right?"
"Yes! Furby... friends with Munch. Munch not so... scary if Munch... friend. Furby help ...munch look for rabbit?
His smile becomes a lot more real. "That would be much appreciated. His name is Dallas, and he's got real good ears on im'. He's blind, so he might think you're a monster if you call for him an' he don't recognize 'ya. If you see him, try not to startle the guy. He's scarier than he looks, and believe me, that's sayin' something. He's a good guy, though. Oh, and since you're new here, don't go lower than the street level. It's real dangerous, and most people you'll make friends with probably won't go down there with you." His nervousness becomes apparent once more. "Have ya eaten yet? I washed up on the beach real hungry."
Furby looks frightened. "Why Munch friends with scary rabbit Dallas? Are more scary rabbits below street?" Furby looks around, and seeing Munch nervous makes Furby more anxious. "Furby had no food. Munch have food?"
His smile becomes a lot more real. "That would be much appreciated. His name is Dallas, and he's got real good ears on im'. He's blind, so he might think you're a monster if you call for him an' he don't recognize 'ya. If you see him, try not to startle the guy. He's scarier than he looks, and believe me, that's sayin' something. He's a good guy, though. Oh, and since you're new here, don't go lower than the street level. It's real dangerous, and most people you'll make friends with probably won't go down there with you." His nervousness becomes apparent once more. "Have ya eaten yet? I washed up on the beach real hungry."
Furby looks frightened. "Why Munch friends with scary rabbit Dallas? Are more scary rabbits below street?" Furby looks around, and seeing Munch nervous makes Furby more anxious. "Furby had no food. Munch have food?"
"Dallas... he's complicated. He's a danger to others, but he don't wanna be. He's helpful when I wanna get rid of scarier things. He can hear every cog and servo and blood vessel in your body, and he can hear a monster before I can see em'. He really loves people, but he has a hard time interacting with them. And those scarier things? They're what lives below the street." He sighs again. "I can get 'ya some food. I don't have much on me." He pulls some jerky out of his pocket and offers it. "Shame neither of us are wind-ups. Those guys are noisy, but they don't need much to survive."
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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.
His smile becomes a lot more real. "That would be much appreciated. His name is Dallas, and he's got real good ears on im'. He's blind, so he might think you're a monster if you call for him an' he don't recognize 'ya. If you see him, try not to startle the guy. He's scarier than he looks, and believe me, that's sayin' something. He's a good guy, though. Oh, and since you're new here, don't go lower than the street level. It's real dangerous, and most people you'll make friends with probably won't go down there with you." His nervousness becomes apparent once more. "Have ya eaten yet? I washed up on the beach real hungry."
Furby looks frightened. "Why Munch friends with scary rabbit Dallas? Are more scary rabbits below street?" Furby looks around, and seeing Munch nervous makes Furby more anxious. "Furby had no food. Munch have food?"
"Dallas... he's complicated. He's a danger to others, but he don't wanna be. He's helpful when I wanna get rid of scarier things. He can hear every cog and servo and blood vessel in your body, and he can hear a monster before I can see em'. He really loves people, but he has a hard time interacting with them. And those scarier things? They're what lives below the street." He sighs again. "I can get 'ya some food. I don't have much on me." He pulls some jerky out of his pocket and offers it. "Shame neither of us are wind-ups. Those guys are noisy, but they don't need much to survive."
"Dallas rabbit... sound scary. Scary ... like below the street." The Furby nabs the jerky and slowly bites it with his beak. "What is... Wind-up?"
"Dallas... he's complicated. He's a danger to others, but he don't wanna be. He's helpful when I wanna get rid of scarier things. He can hear every cog and servo and blood vessel in your body, and he can hear a monster before I can see em'. He really loves people, but he has a hard time interacting with them. And those scarier things? They're what lives below the street." He sighs again. "I can get 'ya some food. I don't have much on me." He pulls some jerky out of his pocket and offers it. "Shame neither of us are wind-ups. Those guys are noisy, but they don't need much to survive."
"Dallas rabbit... sound scary. Scary ... like below the street." The Furby nabs the jerky and slowly bites it with his beak. "What is... Wind-up?"
"Wind-ups are toys that you can insert special keys into. You spin the key 'round and 'round and they'll never have to eat, sleep, or even drink! But they make this loud ticking, grindin' noise all the dang time, and keys are hard to get. Some wind-ups sell theirs, only to starve later. Sometimes they get mugged for their keys. You see, the more charge they have, the more their key is turned, I mean, the stronger they get. Some add in multiple key slots so they can have a bunch at once." The jerky is surprisingly good, like the kind you get from a convenience store instead of the kind pirates made. Like food instead of edible leather.
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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.
*Are either of these bois ready for combat? RP-only combat is an option, but if you don't want to do that I'm cool with it. I won't force combat on you, to be clear.*
Sheriff Munch walks out of an onsen-restaurant, brushing droplets of water off his fur and holding a big bag of takeout.
Something watches from a nearby grate.
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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.
*Are either of these bois ready for combat? RP-only combat is an option, but if you don't want to do that I'm cool with it. I won't force combat on you, to be clear.*
Sheriff Munch walks out of an onsen-restaurant, brushing droplets of water off his fur and holding a big bag of takeout.
Something watches from a nearby grate.
*The figure is mainly passive while the car is completely passive*
The figure waves at Sheriff munch then tilts it's head.
The car doesn't see what's watching. The car starts doing donuts
A plump plush frog with a star on his chest, a cowboy hat atop his head, and a sleeveless leather duster on his back, is walking through the twilit streets, his big glowing eyes looking around shakily as a nervous smile stretches between the rosy buttons on his cheeks. He keeps checking a big, cartoonish revolver in his paw, making sure it's loaded.
A small weight pulls at the revolver, but nothing can be seen touching it.
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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)
The beak makes a happy noise. The figure feels a row of suction cups grab its arm and squeeze gently.
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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)
His smile becomes a lot more real. "That would be much appreciated. His name is Dallas, and he's got real good ears on im'. He's blind, so he might think you're a monster if you call for him an' he don't recognize 'ya. If you see him, try not to startle the guy. He's scarier than he looks, and believe me, that's sayin' something. He's a good guy, though. Oh, and since you're new here, don't go lower than the street level. It's real dangerous, and most people you'll make friends with probably won't go down there with you." His nervousness becomes apparent once more. "Have ya eaten yet? I washed up on the beach real hungry."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Furby looks frightened. "Why Munch friends with scary rabbit Dallas? Are more scary rabbits below street?" Furby looks around, and seeing Munch nervous makes Furby more anxious. "Furby had no food. Munch have food?"
I'm just a gay lil'....
Well, a gay lil' something.
"Dallas... he's complicated. He's a danger to others, but he don't wanna be. He's helpful when I wanna get rid of scarier things. He can hear every cog and servo and blood vessel in your body, and he can hear a monster before I can see em'. He really loves people, but he has a hard time interacting with them. And those scarier things? They're what lives below the street." He sighs again. "I can get 'ya some food. I don't have much on me." He pulls some jerky out of his pocket and offers it. "Shame neither of us are wind-ups. Those guys are noisy, but they don't need much to survive."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Dallas rabbit... sound scary. Scary ... like below the street." The Furby nabs the jerky and slowly bites it with his beak. "What is... Wind-up?"
I'm just a gay lil'....
Well, a gay lil' something.
*K good because only way it can talk is in mind. Why? Because it doesn't have a face and wears a featureless mask and under that is gears*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"Wind-ups are toys that you can insert special keys into. You spin the key 'round and 'round and they'll never have to eat, sleep, or even drink! But they make this loud ticking, grindin' noise all the dang time, and keys are hard to get. Some wind-ups sell theirs, only to starve later. Sometimes they get mugged for their keys. You see, the more charge they have, the more their key is turned, I mean, the stronger they get. Some add in multiple key slots so they can have a bunch at once." The jerky is surprisingly good, like the kind you get from a convenience store instead of the kind pirates made. Like food instead of edible leather.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The tall figure is walking around.
A red painted wooden car is driving around.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Microwave*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Yes*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Are either of these bois ready for combat? RP-only combat is an option, but if you don't want to do that I'm cool with it. I won't force combat on you, to be clear.*
Sheriff Munch walks out of an onsen-restaurant, brushing droplets of water off his fur and holding a big bag of takeout.
Something watches from a nearby grate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*The figure is mainly passive while the car is completely passive*
The figure waves at Sheriff munch then tilts it's head.
The car doesn't see what's watching. The car starts doing donuts
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*What you mean*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
A small weight pulls at the revolver, but nothing can be seen touching it.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
*No*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The beak makes a happy noise. The figure feels a row of suction cups grab its arm and squeeze gently.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."