in freedom of rendition

little corner for shenanigans where I roleplay from the standpoint of my interpretation of our beloved daycare attendants :]

[capring-flavor-dca]

wuts ur fave flavor of glitter glue

Blackberry =)

Edit: We don't eat—don't listen to him.

[capring-flavor-dca]

Hello! How are you all today? (Not sure how many of you are pinging around in there)

Seeing no harm in continuing, Sun quickly responds to the other new message while he's at it.

Hi! We're good! There's just the 3 of us—Sun, Moon, and Eclipse—and we're doing as well as we can :]

[capring-flavor-dca]

Hello Sundrop and Moondrop!!!! How do you do?

Joining a public network had not been Moon's idea and he has no problem proclaiming that. However, given how much of a risky decision it is, he has appointed himself as the main watcher to catalogue every message and submission and check each for viruses or hacking risks or anything of the like. He's prepared to take up that role at a moment's notice.

What he is not expecting is how quickly there is a message.

He inspects it for a few moments, simultaneously checking it over and marveling at how soon it came in, before slowly creeping over to Sun.

"Sunnn..." he drawls, and blinks slowly when the other turns to him, "A message.. public network."

"W— Really?! That's so soon! What's it say? Wait, no- I can check it myself—"

A reply is crafted quickly under Sun's hand:

Well, hello! We're as well as we can be! I personally am delighted you've stopped by our humble little inbox ^w^ and with cute nicknames for us as well <3

He decides a slight mis-naming isn't worth any passive aggression.