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the evening light feels different here.
I don't like this.
That's the first coherent thought that enters my head. My head is full of thoughts. To many thoughts. Noisy thoughts. Noise and noise and noise.
I don't like it.
Two of the primates are chattering at each other. Urgent little creatures, them. These two seem more urgent than normal.
"... not her ..."
Two words snag in my mind. I turn them over in my mind with a detached sort of fascination.
I try rise to my feet. My skin slips on the wet surface and my body slams painfully on the smooth stone... or not stone. I don't know. These primates like their smooth not stone.
My shoulder smarts where it struck. No fur to cushion the fall. No...
I can see my paw.
It's not my paw.
It's one of those horrible little primate paws with wiggling, grasping little toes.
Not her. not her. not her.
A noise escapes my throat, some horrible moan that vibrates past fleshy alien tongue and cheeks.
The primate chatter cuts off abruptly and they look at me.
I look at them. I'm horrible and wet like a newborn covered in afterbirth. I have to blink the awful scum out of my eyes, but everything is focussing wrong. Contrast and sharpness are wrong. Colors are... there are too many fucking colors.
"Um... hello, yes?" one of the primates stammers.
"What." I rasp, words somehow finding their way from brain to throat to lips. "the fuck?"
The primate makes a face. A sort of abstract horror.
It crouches down. No, she crouches down.
"Hi," she repeats. "So... um... I can imagine you're a bit disoriented right now... and well, we're not quite sure how to put this gently-"
"What the fuck did you do to me??" I half moan, half snarl.
"Our friend got transformed into a tiger," the other one says in a rush. "We um... well, we tried to turn her back... but it seems there was a little bit of a mixup."
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Let's be sunshiny with mama
me: yeah i guess its not even a kink thing really, like yeah i want a mommy but moreso i just want the kindness i was never afforded in childhood
mob guy: yeah. i undastand dat. my mudda, god rest her soul, was a complicated woman,
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peanits
quotes taken from the source
(the 4th one is Bumpus wanting dinner, friends can back me up on this)
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conan wishes you a happy trans pride
the irredeemable pervert is generally well regarded among their friends for their insightful thoughts and all around pleasant demeanour
my bi queen for pride month<3
You say something really weird to the headless horseman and in response he just stares at you fully maintaining eye contact as he grabs a second pumpkin out of one of his saddlebags and carves a confused/mildly offended face onto it and then replaces the first pumpkin head that's been staring at you the whole time with it
I got inspired
She should be running the Enterprise
you are fifteen thousand generations removed from stone tools
to be clear you are fifteen thousand generations removed from the invention of stone tools. not from the end of stone tools. modern humans are still using stone tools.
Flawless tags, @baddywronglegs
I thought you meant we were descendents -of- stone tools
your father was a handaxe and your mother smelt of microliths
why not
