Anomaly Cereal Anon

drawing :]

Patch belongs to @skin-anon

I cannot find any way to describe the noises I made at seeign this I love it, so. SO much.

aw thank you friend! I’ve been drawing patch in my notebook a lot, so here they are again

Seeing their tree legs like that feels like looking at spider legs. I love it. I love this fact you draw them in your notebook. Thank you for sharing this fact!

#friend patch #cereal chitters #anomaly art #if you can’t tell the inventor likes making critter out of metal

“no I don’t have a favorite”

also me:

(board games, inventor’s patch)

drawing :]

Patch belongs to @skin-anon

I cannot find any way to describe the noises I made at seeign this I love it, so. SO much.

#cereal chitters #anomaly art #friend patch

aw thank you friend! I’ve been drawing patch in my notebook a lot, so here they are again

drawing :]

Patch belongs to @skin-anon

#cereal chitters #anomaly art

Such delicious lore, such painful information. I thank you for telling me to look into it. It hurts to see that art... But it was so good. I feel so terrible, seeing where the promise took Cereal. Your friend. -SKIN ANON

Don’t worry, it’s not your fault. Cereal would have ventured back eventually, if only to see if anyone else had fallen prey to the Inventor’s tricks.

and this time around, Cereal knows what The Inventor really wants. And it knows what it wants for itself.

I am glad you enjoyed the lore, I’ve had it rolling around in my head for a while like a cursed marble, feels good to finally get it out.

apologies for hurting you, but i gotta torture my characters every now and then, keeps them interesting.

-Friend Ceni

(^im curious why you call me that, not that I mind.)

Oh, I call you friend Ceni because Ceni is short for centipede. Which is what I chalk your little character up to. At least, I think they are based off a centipede. Ceni just sounded cute to me, so I decided to use it.

#ooc #eldritch buddies #friend patch

That actually makes a lot of sense.

also, additional lore thing: the inventor has no traps or alarms in their lair. They have no need to. They are enough of a threat by themselves.

Such delicious lore, such painful information. I thank you for telling me to look into it. It hurts to see that art... But it was so good. I feel so terrible, seeing where the promise took Cereal. Your friend. -SKIN ANON

Don’t worry, it’s not your fault. Cereal would have ventured back eventually, if only to see if anyone else had fallen prey to the Inventor’s tricks.

and this time around, Cereal knows what The Inventor really wants. And it knows what it wants for itself.

I am glad you enjoyed the lore, I’ve had it rolling around in my head for a while like a cursed marble, feels good to finally get it out.

apologies for hurting you, but i gotta torture my characters every now and then, keeps them interesting.

-Friend Ceni

(^im curious why you call me that, not that I mind.)

#ooc #friend patch #eldritch buddies

The Expedition

ooc: this is going to be a very long, lore heavy post. There will also be art at the end.

trigger warnings: chains, mentions of mental and psychological abuse, trauma, and descriptions of gore.

#cereal chitters #lost memories #the inventor

“ I miss my eldritch....I miss him a lot..I'll be back.... Oh fuck im stuck on the doorknob again HELP ME ”

…which one?

“ SKIN ANONNNNNNN...my attic buddy...oh also if you could get me off this doorknob...uh thatd be great ”

Please hold still, Friend Jules…

there! Hopefully that doorknob should not bother you anymore.

#cereal chitters

hey curious if I’ve been shadowbanned or something, do you guys still get my asks and stuff?

i am probably being paranoid

apologies

-@anomaly-cereal-anon

we do get your asks still!!

-COS

that is good, my tumblr is janky at best, so i like to check.

The fight

*The light bathed Patch, who swings wildly into the light. Boxes easily crushed under feet. Stored furniture torn asunder by a large blade. Walls battered by pain fueled punches and swipes.* "Interesting place. Weird place, sunless sky. people who act like friends. Feels familiar, don't it?" *Swiping a claw-like hand outwards towards the voice, all Patch managed to catch was a taunting cackle.* "A misfit group of strange creatures, ah I remember it like it was yesterday..." *Clutching what Patch thinks was its flail, it swings it forth in blind rage. Smashing a bit of the ground... And the wolf. The titan yanks the item in its hand back. The flooding light dims as the wolf falls from the indent on the wall, before rising to its feet. Bits of fur missing as more hooks emerge from its body. Appearing where its ribs once were.* "Why are you treating these ones like they are different? When you used the rest for parts." *The creatures stare at one another, one barely visible in the blinding light its insides produce. The other weakened and slowly burning away within the others' light.* "... You aren't made for making friends. You know this." *Wolf awaits a response, but with a click of a tongue. It just cackled quietly under its breath.* "Burnt into the throat did I?... Is that really why you aren't saying anything to me?" *More silence. The wolf watches Patch. Slowly circling them with a limp. Both mangled, one by just a single blow. The other overtime by a unblock-able presence. Their fight isn't long. It won't last much longer, the two continue to stare at one another. Daring the other to move... the wolf dims the light ever slightly more.* "Boss said to reclaim you... don't think he'll want you de-!" *Seizing the chance before the wolf could brighten the room once more. The badly melted abomination pounced, clutching the smaller entity in what remains of its oversized hand, ignoring the hooks that stab through its flesh. Patch uses the few workable fingers of its smaller hand to gently pinch the beak shut. Dramatically dimming the room down to a comfortable darkness for itself.* *It didn't last long, maybe an hour at most. But the fight was over, the noise was gone. The shaking calm. What happened in the basement of the headquarters was over... Patch struggles to breath as it stays there. Half collapsed with its hostage in hand.*

*it’s not long before another sound is heard. Scuttling echoes down the stairs, interrupted by a shocked squeak*

Friend Patch?

*the creature comes closer, circling Patch as if attempting to curl up around them. It pauses, and ever so gently wraps its forelimbs around the titan.*

What happened to you…?

*the smaller entity tries its best to provide some form of comfort, forelimbs in a hug and secondary legs gently poking around to try and find any other unseen injuries.*

No, no, no, don’t be dead. Don’t die on me, I can’t lose you. Please…

*Patch stays in place, music cylinder. Once playing a full tune, was reduced to occasionally plucking a single note. The titan gently leans towards the smaller entity. Doing its best not to collapse onto them. Their single wing was on the ground, more a pile of melted flesh than a wing. Their mantis-claw was stuck, stabbed into a wall. Having be torn off when the joint connecting it to the main body was weakened.* *Where there were once multiple legs, there appeared only two. As a silhouette, one could mistake Patch for a human. The other legs, that were lost in the scuffle. Lay on the basement floor, the most intact one had its' bark appear 'flaky'. The least intact one... was just the stump of a foot, buried in the melted remains of its leg. "I... hurt... but alive..." *The weak voice softly says as eyes, not as many as there were before. Slowly opened up from within the cracks, seams, and wounds that plagued its' body.* "Bearer of light... happened... one who attacked Cheeky." *Lowering its arms, slowly. It rests the mushy, mostly melted limbs against the ground, giving Ceni a easier sight of the creature held prisoner by them.*

"Wolf... Younger sibling, Tracker..." *Said Wolf squirms in Patchs' grip. Hooks piercing flesh, tearing through the melted hand like butter. But getting stuck after the fact.* *The Floor of the basement was flooded in Patchs' blood. A liquid darker than the darkness that filled the room. It did not stick, it only flowed.*

*as soon as it sees the Wolf in Patch’s grasp, rage floods its dark eyes, and the anomaly pounces, serrated forelimbs at their throat*

You.

*the rest of the creature’s body unravels from around Patch, moving to help pin down the Wolf. Fury is clear in each movement it makes, and it’s clearer than ever that the beast was a monster of war. Mandibles click just above the hostage’s head, a quiet threat.*

Hurt Cheeky. Hurt Patch. I will make sure you never hurt anyone ever again.

*there’s a new sound, underneath its usual clicks, almost like machinery. A pure hatred that belongs in the flames of the primordial flickers in its eyes.*

*It is unclear what emotion the Wolf had in face of the beasts' fury, due to not having any visible eyes. But still, they stiffen every limb, ceases moving their hooks...* "N-not here, not yet Please. Light within them, may bleed out... not yet." *The voices croaked as Patch watches both their friend and their enemy... with a collection of fearful, pained, furious... and sad eyes. Liquid drips down the colossus, leaking not from wounds. But from the eyes. From each and every eye that dots its body.* "Punishment is due... but they are weak, no longer a threat now that we caught them. Only hooks and light..." *The remains of a oversized thumb moves over to hold the Wolfs' beak shut, letting the titan reach to gently pet cereal anomaly with the burnt manikin arm. Its' wood-like joints creaking terribly as Patch pushes through the pain to try and console their friend.* "We are okay... Friend Ceni."

*the petting causes the beast to cease its movements, echoes of gears that weren’t there before audible through its exoskeleton*

You’re sure..?

*it panics a little, curling its body up so any potential light would be blocked from reaching the injured titan*

I don’t want to leave you in danger, Patch, what if you get hurt again-? What if I can’t save you? What if it attacks the Modlings? What if- what if-

*the creature seems to be experiencing some sort of anxiety spiral. That’s new… normally it stays in control when afraid.*

-ACA

"Ceni... Friend Ceni..." *The manikin arm continues to, as softly as it can. Brush against Cereal anomalys' back. Patch speaks softly, barely paying attention to Wolf as it squirms in their grip.* "I'll be okay... I just need to heal. He only got the jump on Cheeky because she didn't know... and how could she know? I should've warned them..." *Weakly, softly. The injured titan did their best to pull the friend into a hug with its free arm. Resting what remains of its half melted head onto Ceni. Not resting all of its weight, just some of it. Their tears just keep falling...* "He only got the jump on me... because I assumed he couldn't find this place... I will not let him hurt anyone else." *The oversized arm shakes, the prisoner in its grip was squeezed. Not enough to break anything, not loudly at least. Just enough force to get him to stop squirming.* "The wolf is the only one of my siblings who can hurt me like this... We'll be okay, promise."

…

*the creature stills, and wraps its coils around the injured titan again. Concern is visible in its eyes, and the beast gently pulls closer, attempting to hug the much larger friend.*

…promise? I- Patch, I can’t do this without you-

*there’s a muffled noise, and something cold drips down its face and mandibles. Tears.*

I don’t think I ever said it out loud, but thank you.

*the amalgam tries its best not to hurt the injured titan, even though it’s shaking slightly now*

Thank you for being my friend.

*The body of the titan creaks as it bends down as much it can. To aid their much smaller friend in hugging them. Despite not being able to hug around it completely. The creature could feel the slight shaking. Patch was doing their best not to move, both to not cause itself harm. And not to harm their friend.* "We promise... Friend Ceni, we p-promise." *The eyes that which still could move, watched at the amalgam cried. And cried alongside it.* "And thank you for being our friend." *The titans' body creaks as it settles into place. Using its' remaining arms as best it could to return the hug. They almost didn't want the hug to end.* *The titans' fur, on the bits of the torso not melted or burnt. Were itchy rough, and uncomfortably dense. They gave off very faint heat. Not enough to be called warm, but just enough to notice within the cold basement.*

*the critter gently leans its head against the titan’s chest, forelimbs tucked around the injured friend. The quiet rattling of the gearbox that acts as its heart slows a little, the anomaly doing its best to calm down.*

If there’s anything I can do to help fix this, please let me know. I don’t like seeing you in pain like this…

*it glances at the Wolf, antennae flicking back like the ears of an angry cat. Even unspoken, the amalgam clearly hates the thing for hurting Patch.*

*Patch quietly rumbled in thought, with the critter resting Its head on their chest. It could better hear the tune. Not from the cylinder, no. A gentle hum echoed within the Titan. Masked by the creaking of their body, and the noises of the basement.* *Not a hum of machinery. A delicately quiet, rasping hum. That fed a bittersweet feeling to those who hear it. A tune to bring comfort, yet sung with great difficulty.* "I appreciate the thought... but... I don't know how you can help, friend. M-maybe if you find sibling Fox?... Don't know if he is even here..." *The prisoner shifts their ears, pointing the jagged things right at the critter. They wiggled tauntingly... at least, that could be why Wolf is wiggling them so much.* "You... could find r-replacement... limbs... Though finding ones my size... I do nn-not know where you'd even look." *The voices shuddered somewhat, unsure if it was wrong to ask for body parts. A painful shuddering breath followed their words. Patch shifts their body this way in that, creaking terribly as it silently ponders something... the eyes all focusing onto the prisoner in their grip.* "... You could... inform our modling friends. Warn them of our... troublesome guest... A-at least tell them not to turn the lights on if they c-come down here."

#Mainly magic was used to make this big boi #<a magic made titan and a woven together amalgam #an odd pair of friends #but good friends for sure #A promise highlighted in blue #cereal chitters #lost memories #friend patch

*the creature nods, hesitantly unraveling itself from the fallen titan.*

I can get you body parts!

*it answers almost before Patch finished saying the question, answering with suspicious amounts of energy.*

They might be a little mechanical, is that alright? I could probably salvage some pieces your size from the Inventor’s failed experiments…

*At the mention of warning the modlings, the amalgam nods, and starts to scuttle up the basement steps. However, it pauses a few steps up.*

I’ll be right back, promise.

“ I miss my eldritch....I miss him a lot..I'll be back.... Oh fuck im stuck on the doorknob again HELP ME ”

#cereal chitters #friend jules

…which one?

WHY AM I CARRYING OUT THE START OF ENTROPY WHAT IS HAPPENING

k-anons-things

what??

K ANON HELP ME PLEASE

THESE RANDOM BEANS AND EGGS ARE STARTING TO HAVE A WAR IN MY INBOX AND THEY BOTH WANT TO DRAG ME TO THEIR SIDE

k-anons-things

you genuinely sound crazy

JUST LOOK AT MY RECENT POSTS I SWEAR I'M NOT OFF MY MEDS

It has been a while, I wonder how the other anons are doing. WHY IS THERE A WAR OVER HERE!?

oh hey i haven’t been actively lately-

WHAT IN THE INVENTORS NAME

Apparently they already settled their war?????? Overnight???????? I'm confuzzled?????

well, at least it's... Over now?

Yea, I'm bewildered too.

#ooc #seriously tho wtf happened

war is weird. And cereal is literally built for war, it should be used to this by now.

The fight

*The light bathed Patch, who swings wildly into the light. Boxes easily crushed under feet. Stored furniture torn asunder by a large blade. Walls battered by pain fueled punches and swipes.* "Interesting place. Weird place, sunless sky. people who act like friends. Feels familiar, don't it?" *Swiping a claw-like hand outwards towards the voice, all Patch managed to catch was a taunting cackle.* "A misfit group of strange creatures, ah I remember it like it was yesterday..." *Clutching what Patch thinks was its flail, it swings it forth in blind rage. Smashing a bit of the ground... And the wolf. The titan yanks the item in its hand back. The flooding light dims as the wolf falls from the indent on the wall, before rising to its feet. Bits of fur missing as more hooks emerge from its body. Appearing where its ribs once were.* "Why are you treating these ones like they are different? When you used the rest for parts." *The creatures stare at one another, one barely visible in the blinding light its insides produce. The other weakened and slowly burning away within the others' light.* "... You aren't made for making friends. You know this." *Wolf awaits a response, but with a click of a tongue. It just cackled quietly under its breath.* "Burnt into the throat did I?... Is that really why you aren't saying anything to me?" *More silence. The wolf watches Patch. Slowly circling them with a limp. Both mangled, one by just a single blow. The other overtime by a unblock-able presence. Their fight isn't long. It won't last much longer, the two continue to stare at one another. Daring the other to move... the wolf dims the light ever slightly more.* "Boss said to reclaim you... don't think he'll want you de-!" *Seizing the chance before the wolf could brighten the room once more. The badly melted abomination pounced, clutching the smaller entity in what remains of its oversized hand, ignoring the hooks that stab through its flesh. Patch uses the few workable fingers of its smaller hand to gently pinch the beak shut. Dramatically dimming the room down to a comfortable darkness for itself.* *It didn't last long, maybe an hour at most. But the fight was over, the noise was gone. The shaking calm. What happened in the basement of the headquarters was over... Patch struggles to breath as it stays there. Half collapsed with its hostage in hand.*

*it’s not long before another sound is heard. Scuttling echoes down the stairs, interrupted by a shocked squeak*

Friend Patch?

*the creature comes closer, circling Patch as if attempting to curl up around them. It pauses, and ever so gently wraps its forelimbs around the titan.*

What happened to you…?

*the smaller entity tries its best to provide some form of comfort, forelimbs in a hug and secondary legs gently poking around to try and find any other unseen injuries.*

No, no, no, don’t be dead. Don’t die on me, I can’t lose you. Please…

*Patch stays in place, music cylinder. Once playing a full tune, was reduced to occasionally plucking a single note. The titan gently leans towards the smaller entity. Doing its best not to collapse onto them. Their single wing was on the ground, more a pile of melted flesh than a wing. Their mantis-claw was stuck, stabbed into a wall. Having be torn off when the joint connecting it to the main body was weakened.* *Where there were once multiple legs, there appeared only two. As a silhouette, one could mistake Patch for a human. The other legs, that were lost in the scuffle. Lay on the basement floor, the most intact one had its' bark appear 'flaky'. The least intact one... was just the stump of a foot, buried in the melted remains of its leg. "I... hurt... but alive..." *The weak voice softly says as eyes, not as many as there were before. Slowly opened up from within the cracks, seams, and wounds that plagued its' body.* "Bearer of light... happened... one who attacked Cheeky." *Lowering its arms, slowly. It rests the mushy, mostly melted limbs against the ground, giving Ceni a easier sight of the creature held prisoner by them.*

"Wolf... Younger sibling, Tracker..." *Said Wolf squirms in Patchs' grip. Hooks piercing flesh, tearing through the melted hand like butter. But getting stuck after the fact.* *The Floor of the basement was flooded in Patchs' blood. A liquid darker than the darkness that filled the room. It did not stick, it only flowed.*

*as soon as it sees the Wolf in Patch’s grasp, rage floods its dark eyes, and the anomaly pounces, serrated forelimbs at their throat*

You.

*the rest of the creature’s body unravels from around Patch, moving to help pin down the Wolf. Fury is clear in each movement it makes, and it’s clearer than ever that the beast was a monster of war. Mandibles click just above the hostage’s head, a quiet threat.*

Hurt Cheeky. Hurt Patch. I will make sure you never hurt anyone ever again.

*there’s a new sound, underneath its usual clicks, almost like machinery. A pure hatred that belongs in the flames of the primordial flickers in its eyes.*

*It is unclear what emotion the Wolf had in face of the beasts' fury, due to not having any visible eyes. But still, they stiffen every limb, ceases moving their hooks...* "N-not here, not yet Please. Light within them, may bleed out... not yet." *The voices croaked as Patch watches both their friend and their enemy... with a collection of fearful, pained, furious... and sad eyes. Liquid drips down the colossus, leaking not from wounds. But from the eyes. From each and every eye that dots its body.* "Punishment is due... but they are weak, no longer a threat now that we caught them. Only hooks and light..." *The remains of a oversized thumb moves over to hold the Wolfs' beak shut, letting the titan reach to gently pet cereal anomaly with the burnt manikin arm. Its' wood-like joints creaking terribly as Patch pushes through the pain to try and console their friend.* "We are okay... Friend Ceni."

*the petting causes the beast to cease its movements, echoes of gears that weren’t there before audible through its exoskeleton*

You’re sure..?

*it panics a little, curling its body up so any potential light would be blocked from reaching the injured titan*

I don’t want to leave you in danger, Patch, what if you get hurt again-? What if I can’t save you? What if it attacks the Modlings? What if- what if-

*the creature seems to be experiencing some sort of anxiety spiral. That’s new… normally it stays in control when afraid.*

-ACA

"Ceni... Friend Ceni..." *The manikin arm continues to, as softly as it can. Brush against Cereal anomalys' back. Patch speaks softly, barely paying attention to Wolf as it squirms in their grip.* "I'll be okay... I just need to heal. He only got the jump on Cheeky because she didn't know... and how could she know? I should've warned them..." *Weakly, softly. The injured titan did their best to pull the friend into a hug with its free arm. Resting what remains of its half melted head onto Ceni. Not resting all of its weight, just some of it. Their tears just keep falling...* "He only got the jump on me... because I assumed he couldn't find this place... I will not let him hurt anyone else." *The oversized arm shakes, the prisoner in its grip was squeezed. Not enough to break anything, not loudly at least. Just enough force to get him to stop squirming.* "The wolf is the only one of my siblings who can hurt me like this... We'll be okay, promise."

…

*the creature stills, and wraps its coils around the injured titan again. Concern is visible in its eyes, and the beast gently pulls closer, attempting to hug the much larger friend.*

…promise? I- Patch, I can’t do this without you-

*there’s a muffled noise, and something cold drips down its face and mandibles. Tears.*

I don’t think I ever said it out loud, but thank you.

*the amalgam tries its best not to hurt the injured titan, even though it’s shaking slightly now*

Thank you for being my friend.

*The body of the titan creaks as it bends down as much it can. To aid their much smaller friend in hugging them. Despite not being able to hug around it completely. The creature could feel the slight shaking. Patch was doing their best not to move, both to not cause itself harm. And not to harm their friend.* "We promise... Friend Ceni, we p-promise." *The eyes that which still could move, watched at the amalgam cried. And cried alongside it.* "And thank you for being our friend." *The titans' body creaks as it settles into place. Using its' remaining arms as best it could to return the hug. They almost didn't want the hug to end.* *The titans' fur, on the bits of the torso not melted or burnt. Were itchy rough, and uncomfortably dense. They gave off very faint heat. Not enough to be called warm, but just enough to notice within the cold basement.*

#<- This is just plain adorable to me #<it’s oddly cute for a 16 foot bioengineered war criminal #cereal chitters #friend patch #i love highlighting things in blue >:]#lost memories

*the critter gently leans its head against the titan’s chest, forelimbs tucked around the injured friend. The quiet rattling of the gearbox that acts as its heart slows a little, the anomaly doing its best to calm down.*

If there’s anything I can do to help fix this, please let me know. I don’t like seeing you in pain like this…

*it glances at the Wolf, antennae flicking back like the ears of an angry cat. Even unspoken, the amalgam clearly hates the thing for hurting Patch.*

The fight

*The light bathed Patch, who swings wildly into the light. Boxes easily crushed under feet. Stored furniture torn asunder by a large blade. Walls battered by pain fueled punches and swipes.* "Interesting place. Weird place, sunless sky. people who act like friends. Feels familiar, don't it?" *Swiping a claw-like hand outwards towards the voice, all Patch managed to catch was a taunting cackle.* "A misfit group of strange creatures, ah I remember it like it was yesterday..." *Clutching what Patch thinks was its flail, it swings it forth in blind rage. Smashing a bit of the ground... And the wolf. The titan yanks the item in its hand back. The flooding light dims as the wolf falls from the indent on the wall, before rising to its feet. Bits of fur missing as more hooks emerge from its body. Appearing where its ribs once were.* "Why are you treating these ones like they are different? When you used the rest for parts." *The creatures stare at one another, one barely visible in the blinding light its insides produce. The other weakened and slowly burning away within the others' light.* "... You aren't made for making friends. You know this." *Wolf awaits a response, but with a click of a tongue. It just cackled quietly under its breath.* "Burnt into the throat did I?... Is that really why you aren't saying anything to me?" *More silence. The wolf watches Patch. Slowly circling them with a limp. Both mangled, one by just a single blow. The other overtime by a unblock-able presence. Their fight isn't long. It won't last much longer, the two continue to stare at one another. Daring the other to move... the wolf dims the light ever slightly more.* "Boss said to reclaim you... don't think he'll want you de-!" *Seizing the chance before the wolf could brighten the room once more. The badly melted abomination pounced, clutching the smaller entity in what remains of its oversized hand, ignoring the hooks that stab through its flesh. Patch uses the few workable fingers of its smaller hand to gently pinch the beak shut. Dramatically dimming the room down to a comfortable darkness for itself.* *It didn't last long, maybe an hour at most. But the fight was over, the noise was gone. The shaking calm. What happened in the basement of the headquarters was over... Patch struggles to breath as it stays there. Half collapsed with its hostage in hand.*

*it’s not long before another sound is heard. Scuttling echoes down the stairs, interrupted by a shocked squeak*

Friend Patch?

*the creature comes closer, circling Patch as if attempting to curl up around them. It pauses, and ever so gently wraps its forelimbs around the titan.*

What happened to you…?

*the smaller entity tries its best to provide some form of comfort, forelimbs in a hug and secondary legs gently poking around to try and find any other unseen injuries.*

No, no, no, don’t be dead. Don’t die on me, I can’t lose you. Please…

*Patch stays in place, music cylinder. Once playing a full tune, was reduced to occasionally plucking a single note. The titan gently leans towards the smaller entity. Doing its best not to collapse onto them. Their single wing was on the ground, more a pile of melted flesh than a wing. Their mantis-claw was stuck, stabbed into a wall. Having be torn off when the joint connecting it to the main body was weakened.* *Where there were once multiple legs, there appeared only two. As a silhouette, one could mistake Patch for a human. The other legs, that were lost in the scuffle. Lay on the basement floor, the most intact one had its' bark appear 'flaky'. The least intact one... was just the stump of a foot, buried in the melted remains of its leg. "I... hurt... but alive..." *The weak voice softly says as eyes, not as many as there were before. Slowly opened up from within the cracks, seams, and wounds that plagued its' body.* "Bearer of light... happened... one who attacked Cheeky." *Lowering its arms, slowly. It rests the mushy, mostly melted limbs against the ground, giving Ceni a easier sight of the creature held prisoner by them.*

"Wolf... Younger sibling, Tracker..." *Said Wolf squirms in Patchs' grip. Hooks piercing flesh, tearing through the melted hand like butter. But getting stuck after the fact.* *The Floor of the basement was flooded in Patchs' blood. A liquid darker than the darkness that filled the room. It did not stick, it only flowed.*

*as soon as it sees the Wolf in Patch’s grasp, rage floods its dark eyes, and the anomaly pounces, serrated forelimbs at their throat*

You.

*the rest of the creature’s body unravels from around Patch, moving to help pin down the Wolf. Fury is clear in each movement it makes, and it’s clearer than ever that the beast was a monster of war. Mandibles click just above the hostage’s head, a quiet threat.*

Hurt Cheeky. Hurt Patch. I will make sure you never hurt anyone ever again.

*there’s a new sound, underneath its usual clicks, almost like machinery. A pure hatred that belongs in the flames of the primordial flickers in its eyes.*

*It is unclear what emotion the Wolf had in face of the beasts' fury, due to not having any visible eyes. But still, they stiffen every limb, ceases moving their hooks...* "N-not here, not yet Please. Light within them, may bleed out... not yet." *The voices croaked as Patch watches both their friend and their enemy... with a collection of fearful, pained, furious... and sad eyes. Liquid drips down the colossus, leaking not from wounds. But from the eyes. From each and every eye that dots its body.* "Punishment is due... but they are weak, no longer a threat now that we caught them. Only hooks and light..." *The remains of a oversized thumb moves over to hold the Wolfs' beak shut, letting the titan reach to gently pet cereal anomaly with the burnt manikin arm. Its' wood-like joints creaking terribly as Patch pushes through the pain to try and console their friend.* "We are okay... Friend Ceni."

*the petting causes the beast to cease its movements, echoes of gears that weren’t there before audible through its exoskeleton*

You’re sure..?

*it panics a little, curling its body up so any potential light would be blocked from reaching the injured titan*

I don’t want to leave you in danger, Patch, what if you get hurt again-? What if I can’t save you? What if it attacks the Modlings? What if- what if-

*the creature seems to be experiencing some sort of anxiety spiral. That’s new… normally it stays in control when afraid.*

-ACA

"Ceni... Friend Ceni..." *The manikin arm continues to, as softly as it can. Brush against Cereal anomalys' back. Patch speaks softly, barely paying attention to Wolf as it squirms in their grip.* "I'll be okay... I just need to heal. He only got the jump on Cheeky because she didn't know... and how could she know? I should've warned them..." *Weakly, softly. The injured titan did their best to pull the friend into a hug with its free arm. Resting what remains of its half melted head onto Ceni. Not resting all of its weight, just some of it. Their tears just keep falling...* "He only got the jump on me... because I assumed he couldn't find this place... I will not let him hurt anyone else." *The oversized arm shakes, the prisoner in its grip was squeezed. Not enough to break anything, not loudly at least. Just enough force to get him to stop squirming.* "The wolf is the only one of my siblings who can hurt me like this... We'll be okay, promise."