Gangle: *wails*

Caine:

*begins to feel emotional too, in all his years as ringmaster never has he been shown appreciation for trying his best, he couldn't blame them but that didn't mean he liked being blamed, he began to quietly sob*

(They walk to the carving on the tree, tracing over it with their plastic fingers. M. Who was M? They feel like . . . like a happy dream they don’t remember. Why don’t they remember?)

"you've got six names and two pronoun sets in your bio, how should people refer to you?" easy. every time you want to talk to or about me you roll 1d6 for name and flip a coin for pronoun set. if you've got an INT stat of 15 or lower you also have to roll to see whether you survive my eldritch blast, but that's mostly unrelated

Buddy: *knocks on Zooble's door*

Trick or treat!

oh hey, little guy! is it halloween already?

M!A: I said I wouldn't hurt them.

*laughs*

what’d you do?????

Buddy: *stares in awe*

...But, my parents didn't wanna share this with me?

well, that means that they’re probably looking for a way to get you back home as we speak.

@perkys420

i only have 2 minutes left to live because i was bitten by a adorable little baby puppy and now its cute little baby puppy venom is coursing through my bloodstream and spreading to all parts of my body and destroying them bad style

Buddy: *thinks they said something wrong*

I'm sorry for being bad, i'll be good...

no! no, it’s not you, promise.

How are you feeling?

I won’t play your psychological games

Caine: I'M TRYING!

*snaps his fingers but it just teleports a small mannequin atop her head*

Mannequin: YAY FREE TAXI!

oh for (🎉)’s sake-

Buddy: I don't wanna go back to bed, can we do something?

sure. what do you wanna do?