we were playing mpmod and i went away for a bit (dedicated server) and then after like half an hour appeared out of nowhere to tell noxbit to dm me on steam once everyone is gone so i can close the lobby
i had to switch to clip studio paint temporarily because my art program doesn't support pixel brushes (making zomboid moodles and they really gotta be readable) and a wild bad appeared
#whag the fuck is a trauma rig (no seriously) (someone help me) (i have stared at its isolated sprite AND it on-model and i still have no clue what it's supposed to be)
tangle (bad&alex found a camera in like layer 1 and bad kept the picture in their pocket since)
(when tangle agreed to follow them, bad gave him their material pouch and left the picture inside of it accidentally)
that is also reference to I'm Not Dead Yet
and the part where bad goes "i think our lockpicks are in your material pouch??" cus like . that's THEIR material pouch of course they #know my smart ouppy
↑And then they bite into it. It's... yummy, it's great, and it's warm and makes them feel all fuzzy, but in a nice way, and it tastes incredible, and it feels incredible, and acknowledging their hunger is okay this time, because, for once, it's actually going away, and their stomach is growling, - or maybe that's just them, and they maybe shed a couple of tears because this-
"Fhis is beautifuw.", they say, muffled, and swallow, and the warmth that settles into their stomach is, for once, a good one. "Oh my God. This- this is incredible."
↑"Hey, Bad?", she asks suddenly, and Bad turns to look at her instead. "When's the last time you ate, before this?"
Huh? They-
They don't really... remember? What even was last layer? The memory is kind of fuzzy... They remember something about a horrible wasteland, but that feels different somehow, because right now there aren't any leaves under their paws or snow-
What-
Where are they, even? They-
"I...", they draw out. "I'm... uhh...."
That, that was a simple question, right? They should answer, answer something nice, so that nobody's mad at them anymore.
Tangle furrows their eyebrows. Alex looks vaguely upset about something.
They should...
..........
↑They should start being a goddamn professional, that's for sure. Nobody wants a stammering idiot.
