You're not that bad, I'd say.
You just need to clean up a little.
Take care of yourself.
-she switches back to her usual form in another flash of smoke-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHe's kinda cute.
She tries to poke it where its nose will be lightly.
dead devotionMain Room
(Terryman is relaxing on a chair in the Living Room and reading a Texas newspaper. He waves at Savannah and Yuri.)
Howdy! How's it going?
"... Pft. Rotten bitches don't need that shit."
boomped snek
"Mm..."
And then there was silenceBoop!
She grinned.
dead devotion-just shrugs at Terryman-
-to Savannah- I'm gonna compare you to a potato real quick.
If a potato starts to sprout, it's not good to eat, right? The rottenness you describe is sprouting.
But fun fact- you can remove the sprouting bit and it'll become good to eat.
If- well- being good to eat in this scenario isn't literal, but- like- you'll be better looking. You just gotta take care of the sprouting.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postMain Room
(@Yuri) (notices Yuri's shrug.) Pretty average day so far?
"... I'm more like a potato that got violently attacked by fungi and tossed in the trash."
"..."
And then there was silence-nods to Terryman- Yep pretty much.
-to Savannah- Then become a new potato. Become the potato reborn.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postShe looked over at her.
Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to ask for your name.
dead devotionI like to eat potatoes.
-Sudden Gracia behind you, Sav-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Main Room
(@Yuri) (scratches chin) I see. So it's been quieter than a tumbleweed tumblin' across the desert plains, right?
-at the table, there is a struggle going on between man and pastry-
-William is staring at a twinky-
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!"The new po- Jesus Christ- -scrambles from gracia-"
"Ramona."
And then there was silence-shrugs again to Terryman- As far as this day goes, yeah. That's kinda accurate in its' own way.
-waves at Gracia- Hey Gracia. I was talking metaphor, sorry.
No potatoes. Just her. -points at Savannah-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHello Yuri. Hello Rubbish Tip Girl.
-Sandra stretches out the rigor mortis kinks after a good night's death as she walks downstairs-
Bleugh...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-sandra some dork is staring at a chemical pastry looking bored as fuck-
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!"... you don't remember my name?"
And then there was silenceMain Room
(nods) (@Yuri) What are you goin' to do to pass the time?
(Sudden Gracia)
(@Gracia) Now, wait a cotton-pick in' minute. How did you do that?
No potatoes...
-Trying to conceal obvious disappointment-
Of course I remember your name, Nirvana.
-To Terryman-
Do what?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'm Betty.
dead devotion-reaches into a pocket, and pulls out a potato and gives it to Gracia-
Here- have a potato.
-to Terryman- Well, I'm revising contracts so that i can try and convince a toad to take one in order to make it a human, whilst giving an appropriate cost, and making sure that it's a legitimate contract.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post"It's Savannah."
"Betty. From?"
And then there was silenceMain Room
(@Gracia) How did you appear like that? Are you some kinda magician?
(@Yuri) Is this related to that toad you were lookin' for the other day?
"... -blinks- ... Christ, knew I was ugly, but..."
And then there was silence