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He goes in politely, ducking a little to hopefully fit into the entryway. "Hm.. I may need to downsize."
8d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she dramatically opens her front door, proud of her very doll-like house. "ta-daaaa!"
10d
"Yeah, why not? I'm not doing anything else."
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"really? yay! c'mon!" she takes in to her house.
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
This gets a smile out of him. "I'd like that, actually.."
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she politely takes the photo, putting it back in her pocket. "hm. well, i think you look pretty! i'd definitely invite you for tea."
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"Well uh... the good news is that he isn't a cybug hybrid like me. Because if he was, then you'd have bigger problems to tackle." Handing the picture back over.
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she frantically yanks out a picture and hands it to him. "like, you have to admit that's wierd. we're from completely different genres! decades, even! and yet he looks like your stepbro or something!"
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
Furrowing his brow. "Fuck does that mean??"
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
"i just...yeah. it's not even a programming thing for me, though. the main villain of my game keeps me locked up in my own house and spreads lies about me!!! it's his fault i'm stuck with all this negative reputation stuff!" she pauses. "wait, oh my god you look just like him. like, identical."
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"Boy isn't that familiar.. bad guys tend to have a bad rap, even though its their programmed job to be bad. That doesn't always make them bad guys for real."
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
"s-solid? no, it sucks! i just wanna have tea parties and make friends, but of COURSE everyone still thinks i'm that wretched lady! it's all a load of burnt cupcakes, i tell you! it SUCKS! it just makes me so ANGRY!" she smacks a nearby tree into fucking orbit with her SMALLEST braid in a tantrum.
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"Makes sense. Solid villain backstory." Nodding.
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she stares at him, dead-faced. "i mentally tortured innocent children and watched as they were mutilated and surgically made into living toys. and then they rose up against me and did the same to me. and now i have to live with the guilt of everything my human self did, even if it wasn't me."
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"I wasn't a villain, but I became one. I threw away my life and destroyed many others. Do you have any idea how much self hatred that breeds?"
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she thinks for a moment. "poppy playtime! a horror game. which is wierd considering i'm not scary, and yet i'm apparently one of the villains..?" {yeah she's self-aware, but only when it's convenient for the plot} "you kind of look like mommy longlegs."
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"You too I suppose.. what game are you from?"
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
"oh, okay! nice to meet you!" she uses her braids to lift herself up off the ground to meet his eye level.
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"Look, I'm not the candy man. However, my name IS Candy."
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
"but....you're candy..." 🄺
11d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
Resisting the urge to scowl at this. Come on, man, don't be so sour! "I'm not the candy man. Never was."
11d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
"i'm lily! lily lovebraids! and you must be the candyman!" she begins to sing. "Who can take a sunnnnrise~? Sprinkle it with dewww? Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two? The Candy Man~ The Candy Man can! The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good~!"
12d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
"What the hell?? Who are you??" Resisting the urge to send the offender into the stratosphere.
12d
šŸŒˆšŸ¬ š’žš’¶š“ƒš’¹š“Ž!! šŸ¬šŸŒˆ
she immediately tries to eat his leg.
12d
āŠ±ā€āŠ°{~š“›š“²š“µš”‚ š“›š“øš“æš“®š“«š“»š“Ŗš“²š“­š“¼~}āŠ±ā€āŠ°
Climbs up out of a hole. "What year is it-"
12d