“Dap me up!!”

A C! Slimecicle tk rp blog :D

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Yippeee!!

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Soyeqh tumblr won't let me do shit unless I post this thing so here

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“Dap me up!!”

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“SLIMMEEEE, MY BUDD!!”

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“QUACKITY FROM LAS NEVADAS! MY PAL!”

[quackalee]

Quackity grinned, wringing an arm around his neck. “What’s up? Are you gooping and gunking?”

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“doing normal human things! Cause im a human! I have all of my..” Charlie paused, thinking. His glasses tilted halfway off his face. “All my three-hundred bones!”

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Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

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he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[switchlee-za]

Phil squeaked as well from the clingy slime on his leg. “Clingy much?”’

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Hush, philza from the arctic.” slimecicle slowly yet surely formed into his usual, non-goop form, standing at a funny-looking 4'9 because of how groggy he had been lately.

[switchlee-za]

Phil rolled his eyes lightheartedly. “Apologies again for that mate.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Charlie hugged onto Phil's arm, inhaling the fresh air. “Quackity from las nevadas told me this stuff you breathe is called air.”

[switchlee-za]

“Mhm….” Phil said, not really knowing how to respond to Charlie, he hasn’t seen the guy around much. So…

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Philza from the arctic,” Slimecicle began. “what is it like being this thing called old?”

[switchlee-za]

Phil facepalmed slightly. “I’m not old, firstly, secondly, werid once you get used to it.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

slimecicle smiled softly. “Wilbur soot from L'manberg has been calling you old recently.”

[switchlee-za]

Phil rolled his eyes. Of course. He grumbled under his breath. “Shush…”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Slimecicle grinned, continously breathing in the fresh air, poking phil's side accidentally. “it's pretty today.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[switchlee-za]

Phil squeaked as well from the clingy slime on his leg. “Clingy much?”’

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Hush, philza from the arctic.” slimecicle slowly yet surely formed into his usual, non-goop form, standing at a funny-looking 4'9 because of how groggy he had been lately.

[switchlee-za]

Phil rolled his eyes lightheartedly. “Apologies again for that mate.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Charlie hugged onto Phil's arm, inhaling the fresh air. “Quackity from las nevadas told me this stuff you breathe is called air.”

[switchlee-za]

“Mhm….” Phil said, not really knowing how to respond to Charlie, he hasn’t seen the guy around much. So…

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Philza from the arctic,” Slimecicle began. “what is it like being this thing called old?”

[switchlee-za]

Phil facepalmed slightly. “I’m not old, firstly, secondly, werid once you get used to it.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

slimecicle smiled softly. “Wilbur soot from L'manberg has been calling you old recently.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[switchlee-za]

Phil squeaked as well from the clingy slime on his leg. “Clingy much?”’

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Hush, philza from the arctic.” slimecicle slowly yet surely formed into his usual, non-goop form, standing at a funny-looking 4'9 because of how groggy he had been lately.

[switchlee-za]

Phil rolled his eyes lightheartedly. “Apologies again for that mate.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Charlie hugged onto Phil's arm, inhaling the fresh air. “Quackity from las nevadas told me this stuff you breathe is called air.”

[switchlee-za]

“Mhm….” Phil said, not really knowing how to respond to Charlie, he hasn’t seen the guy around much. So…

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Philza from the arctic,” Slimecicle began. “what is it like being this thing called old?”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[switchlee-za]

Phil squeaked as well from the clingy slime on his leg. “Clingy much?”’

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Hush, philza from the arctic.” slimecicle slowly yet surely formed into his usual, non-goop form, standing at a funny-looking 4'9 because of how groggy he had been lately.

[switchlee-za]

Phil rolled his eyes lightheartedly. “Apologies again for that mate.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Charlie hugged onto Phil's arm, inhaling the fresh air. “Quackity from las nevadas told me this stuff you breathe is called air.”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[switchlee-za]

Phil squeaked as well from the clingy slime on his leg. “Clingy much?”’

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“Hush, philza from the arctic.” slimecicle slowly yet surely formed into his usual, non-goop form, standing at a funny-looking 4'9 because of how groggy he had been lately.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[switchlee-za]

“Oh! Hey Charlie. Apologies I didn’t know you were there.” Phil put Charlie back down.

[charlee-switch-cicle]

he made a noise similar to a squeak, clinging himself to Phil's leg while trying to gain composure to think correctly.

“It's fine, philza from the arctic!”

[charlee-switch-cicle]

Phil saw slime on the ground in a hole, shrugging before picking it up, curious.

Slimecicle grumbled, upset at being so rudely pulled from his napping place. “Philza from the arctic, hello!” He tried to keep his enthusiasm.

[quackalee]

“Dap me up!!”

(@charlee-switch-cicle)

“SLIMMEEEE, MY BUDD!!”

@charlee-switch-cicle

[charlee-switch-cicle]

“QUACKITY FROM LAS NEVADAS! MY PAL!”