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[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
MaN My pAn aIn't tOo gOoD At gEtTiNg iTs mEmOrY KiCkInG AnD ShIt
bUt iF My rEmEmBeRiNg aIn't fRoNtIn i jUsT DoNe wEnT AnD ApPeArIfIeD AlL Up oN A NeW HiVeToWn yEaH? ThIs pArT Of tHe gAmE?
sIsTeR WaS tRyInG tO fIlL mE iN aBoUt ThE uHhHhH
fUcK I dUnNo
bUt sHe WaS StRaIgHt uP PiNk aNd hOrNlEsS
ThAt'S OnLy oNe ThInG ThOuGh cAuSe sHiT
cHeCk oUt tHiS MoThErFuCkEr tHaT BlEsSeD My WhImSiCaL pReSeNcE
hE EvEn gOt tHe nOsE
hOnK HoNk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
MoThErFuCkIn mIrAcLeS, mAn
ThIs PlAcE bE fUcKiN wHiPpEd WiTh ThE mIrTh
LiKe aIgHt mY HuSkToP GoT ItS ShRiNk oN WiThOuT Me uP AnD NoTiCiNg!
LiTtLe fUcKeR WaS In fRoNt oF Me oNe mInUtE
ChIlLiN AlL NoRmAl sIzEd aNd sHiT
tHeN ThE NeXt iT AlL Up aNd nInJaS InTo mY PoCkEt
WhO ThE FuCk tOlD It tO Do tHaT hUh?
YeAh
It's iNsAnE
dOn'T EvEn gEt mE StArTeD On ThAt SkYnOiSe
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
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[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
man my pan ain't too good at getting its memory kicking and shit
but if my remembering ain't frontin i just done went and appearified all up on a new hivetown, yeah? this part of the game?
sister was trying to fill me in about the uhhhhh
fuck i dunno
but she was straight up pink and hornless
that's only one thing though cause shit
check out this motherfucker that blessed my whimsical presence
he even got the nose
honk honk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
motherfuckin miracles, man
this place be fuckin whipped with the mirth
like aight my husktop got its shrink on without me up and noticing!
little fucker was in front of me one minute
chillin all normal sized and shit
then the next it all up and ninjas into my pocket
who the fuck told it to do that, huh?
yeah
it's insane
don't even get me started on that skynoise
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
MaN My pAn aIn't tOo gOoD At gEtTiNg iTs mEmOrY KiCkInG AnD ShIt
bUt iF My rEmEmBeRiNg aIn't fRoNtIn i jUsT DoNe wEnT AnD ApPeArIfIeD AlL Up oN A NeW HiVeToWn yEaH? ThIs pArT Of tHe gAmE?
sIsTeR WaS tRyInG tO fIlL mE iN aBoUt ThE uHhHhH
fUcK I dUnNo
bUt sHe WaS StRaIgHt uP PiNk aNd hOrNlEsS
ThAt'S OnLy oNe ThInG ThOuGh cAuSe sHiT
cHeCk oUt tHiS MoThErFuCkEr tHaT BlEsSeD My WhImSiCaL pReSeNcE
hE EvEn gOt tHe nOsE
hOnK HoNk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
MoThErFuCkIn mIrAcLeS, mAn
ThIs PlAcE bE fUcKiN wHiPpEd WiTh ThE mIrTh
LiKe aIgHt mY HuSkToP GoT ItS ShRiNk oN WiThOuT Me uP AnD NoTiCiNg!
LiTtLe fUcKeR WaS In fRoNt oF Me oNe mInUtE
ChIlLiN AlL NoRmAl sIzEd aNd sHiT
tHeN ThE NeXt iT AlL Up aNd nInJaS InTo mY PoCkEt
WhO ThE FuCk tOlD It tO Do tHaT hUh?
YeAh
It's iNsAnE
dOn'T EvEn gEt mE StArTeD On ThAt SkYnOiSe
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
----- ----- -----
[ the video shows what looks like a young man in his teens with a rather nicely painted face ( it's very clown-like, in fact ) sitting near trees while the clouded sun begins to set; messy locks of black hair cover his pointed ears while a lazy, lopsided grin bears his sharper than most teeth-- other than that, the teen looks human enough, and right now he's pleasantly watching his partner, a splendid little mime jr teetering from side to side in a natural dance, waving and swaying around him to say hello! ]
Hahah, fuck . . . [ a little clown bro here to say hello, lovely background music . . . . these are miracles. a beat, and he stares down at the gear in his hands. hah, he'd almost forgotten! it doesn't take long for another smile to come to his face. he chuckles and touches the screen with his fingertips, completely fascinated. and now, begins to type, unaware of the recording. ]
man my pan ain't too good at getting its memory kicking and shit
but if my remembering ain't frontin i just done went and appearified all up on a new hivetown, yeah? this part of the game?
sister was trying to fill me in about the uhhhhh
fuck i dunno
but she was straight up pink and hornless
that's only one thing though cause shit
check out this motherfucker that blessed my whimsical presence
he even got the nose
honk honk :o)
[ then, a pause in thought-- before he reaches to give the mime jr's nose a light, friendly squeeze and saying "honk" to accompany. it does the same thing to him, and— wow he can't help simply chuckling. er. more like honking. it's disturbingly accurate next to a bicycle horn . . . ]
motherfuckin miracles, man
this place be fuckin whipped with the mirth
like aight my husktop got its shrink on without me up and noticing!
little fucker was in front of me one minute
chillin all normal sized and shit
then the next it all up and ninjas into my pocket
who the fuck told it to do that, huh?
yeah
it's insane
don't even get me started on that skynoise
[ a content sigh, and he's looking up-- a bird just flew overhead. just look at that wicked noise that chirpbeast ( a pidgey ) is making. just look at all of this noise. all of it. ]
Beautiful, man.
[ how much more miraculous could it get? he sits there, curled hand against his chin as he lets his weight hang down against his arm, elbow to his knees, staring blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and the same stupid smile. at first he looks like he's thinking! which he is! er-- was. his focus levels down, and he starts staring at something off screen; his eyes beginning to look a bit glazed, the smile fades and now he's just. yeah, still staring. one minute turns to five, then six . . .
and all the while, the mime jr seems actively content in mimicking every move. they might be here a while. ]
text;
Which may or may not be a relief, anyway. ]
gamzee?
yes everyone who doesnt start out human becomes humans here
i myself have been human for nearly two years now
that is to say nearly a sweep
whoops
this is aradia by the way
i know i would have been typing somewhat differently last we spoke
youre temporally a little behind it appears
text; ( 1 / 4 )
WhAt?
text;
reads that again ]
HoLd YoUr HoRnS fOr LiKe A mOtHeRfUcKiN sEcOnD oR tWo FrIeNd.
GoT kInDa LoSt In AlL tHaT rEd FoR a BiT.
text;
a sweep . . . aradia . . . ]
text;
whats going on ]
WhOoA
HoLy MoThErFuCkInG mEsSiAhS tHaT rEaLlY yOu SiStEr?? :oOOO
WhErE'd ALl YoUr SpOoKySpEaK uP aNd CrAwL oFf To?
[ she's totally . . . not spooky . . .
forget about humans for a bit ]
text;
i dont feel hollow so why should i type that way you know
this quirk just suits me better now! 0u0
text;
hOnK hOnK
ThAtS lIkE tHe MiRaClE tO iCe AlL mIrAcLeS oN tHe SaLtYhArSh InViSaPiE tHaT iS wHaT i GoNe AnD sAw In ThE lAsT mOtHeRfUcKiN hOuR.
text; I'M SORRY FOR THE DELAY...
anyway i am probably about a sweep or so ahead of you timeline wise
you shouldnt worry about it too much
after all worrying about it is what time players are for!
although i am also not that worried about it
i am currently located in goldenrod if you need me :0
text; no problem!!!!
AnD i'M cHiLl As FuCk ;o) AiN't WoRrY bOuT nOtHiNg, ThIs PlAcE iS tHe ShIt.
BeEn ThInKiN aBoUt My OlD gOaT tHoUgH :o( i'Ll MiSs ThaT mOtHeRfUcKeR.
bUt I bE sEnDiNg My PaN pRaYeRs To HiM lIkE aLl ThE oThEr MoThErFuCkIn TiMeS sO wE'rE gOoD.
UuHhHh WhErE tHaT aT?
no subject
its the fourth city in
i could lend you something to ride if need be or you can mosey on over
its your choice 0u0
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no subject
of the pokebeast persuasion!!
although i have many types so it doesnt have to be a hoofbeast
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I aIn'T eVeR rOdE aNyThInG tHaT dOn'T gOt MoRe ThAn OnE wHeEl.
Or HoOVeS fOr ThE mOtHeRfUcKiN mAtTeR.
wHaT yOu GoT, rEdSiS? tHrOw ThAt NoIsE aT mE.
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it is a hoofbeast that you can collect from a pc at the center
it will increase your travel time a lot until you can catch something to ride yourself