poptarts are an abomination against me

call me Psinn. I am a former ruler of the Undead Castles, and minor god of Conflict and War. I wish to aid you all in your tales.

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[megaceros]

gummy lamas

[megaceros]

And the less talented brothers

[repeat-script]

godspeed purple llama friend

[orchid-through-concrete-deactiv]

There he go

[blazestarninja13]

There he go

[galladegamer]

there he go

[crackedpolishedblackstonebrick]

there he go

[hummingirls]

transphobia is truly such a miserable mindset. to live in a world where no one is mutable and nothing can be abstract. no one can change or decide who they want to be or enjoy the wonders of modern medicine. everyone has to live and die by pointless kindergarten rules, but no one can reimagine themselves or create a different world. don’t you get tired of black and white and making up boxes and plugging your ears to the reality that nature is complicated and funny, and human hearts can feel infinitely?

[iwishthedayswereametaphor-deact]

holy shit ur so right

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker snags soulkeeper and shoves it in their pocket.- sorry. i'll knock.-

also i just kind of wanted to know why you have such a low opinion of poptarts. and i was bored. i personally like all food. except vegetables. -they make a face-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, really? Do you like cookies?

[blogverse-scrub]

raisin oatmeal and peanutbutter. otherwise no.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, I have plenty of peanut butter cookies! *Psinn mutters something and a plate of cookies appears in her hands.* Would you like some?

[blogverse-scrub]

ye! :D

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Good! *She hands the dish to Squeaker.* Now, where did you find Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker pops it in their mouth and eats the cokie pretty much whole.-

a crumbling building. i was chasing...someone, who looked vaguely like me? but it wasnt other me, it wasn't scrub. it was only a sillohette so i dont know though.

i rounded the corner and they werent there but i saw a shiny thing in a broken glass case so i went n' grabbed ot -i pricked my hand too- and it was the watch.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

So you found it in the midst of a disaster, in most likely highly magical circumstances. How long ago was this?

[blogverse-scrub]

a week or two ago...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Interesting... well, it was nice meeting the both of you! Please feel free to visit me at any time in the future, but for now, I’ll have to ask you to get out of my residence. The door is out past the music room, by the four foot dartboard.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn is constantly giving away baked goods because of a failed spell that summons large quantities of them each day. She originally tried disposing of them by teleporting them to the Kuiper belt, but for each treat not consumed by an organic lifeform, the spell creates more.

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker snags soulkeeper and shoves it in their pocket.- sorry. i'll knock.-

also i just kind of wanted to know why you have such a low opinion of poptarts. and i was bored. i personally like all food. except vegetables. -they make a face-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, really? Do you like cookies?

[blogverse-scrub]

raisin oatmeal and peanutbutter. otherwise no.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, I have plenty of peanut butter cookies! *Psinn mutters something and a plate of cookies appears in her hands.* Would you like some?

[blogverse-scrub]

ye! :D

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Good! *She hands the dish to Squeaker.* Now, where did you find Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker pops it in their mouth and eats the cokie pretty much whole.-

a crumbling building. i was chasing...someone, who looked vaguely like me? but it wasnt other me, it wasn't scrub. it was only a sillohette so i dont know though.

i rounded the corner and they werent there but i saw a shiny thing in a broken glass case so i went n' grabbed ot -i pricked my hand too- and it was the watch.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

So you found it in the midst of a disaster, in most likely highly magical circumstances. How long ago was this?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker snags soulkeeper and shoves it in their pocket.- sorry. i'll knock.-

also i just kind of wanted to know why you have such a low opinion of poptarts. and i was bored. i personally like all food. except vegetables. -they make a face-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, really? Do you like cookies?

[blogverse-scrub]

raisin oatmeal and peanutbutter. otherwise no.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, I have plenty of peanut butter cookies! *Psinn mutters something and a plate of cookies appears in her hands.* Would you like some?

[blogverse-scrub]

ye! :D

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Good! *She hands the dish to Squeaker.* Now, where did you find Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker snags soulkeeper and shoves it in their pocket.- sorry. i'll knock.-

also i just kind of wanted to know why you have such a low opinion of poptarts. and i was bored. i personally like all food. except vegetables. -they make a face-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, really? Do you like cookies?

[blogverse-scrub]

raisin oatmeal and peanutbutter. otherwise no.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, I have plenty of peanut butter cookies! *Psinn mutters something and a plate of cookies appears in her hands.* Would you like some?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker snags soulkeeper and shoves it in their pocket.- sorry. i'll knock.-

also i just kind of wanted to know why you have such a low opinion of poptarts. and i was bored. i personally like all food. except vegetables. -they make a face-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, really? Do you like cookies?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

-squeaker shuffles nervously.-

soulkeeper, crux of due diligence... when i found it the silver bits were black, when i touched it it turned silver. might've been the light though...

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...well, Soulkeeper, Crux of Due Diligence, it's lovely to meet you. Next time you try to visit me, I would suggest you knock on my front door instead of portaling directly inside, and this applies for you as well, Squeaker. *Psinn points a glare at Squeaker.* Anyways, what brings you both here?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

-their eyes turn a deep gold, before fading to blue and then green, and then continuing to change color.-

don't try anything... but i guess you can.

-they take it from around their neck to nervously hand it to psinn. its a small, shiny silver clock attached to a red string so it can be worn like a necklace. there doesnt seem to be much special about it. their eyes fade to black.-

it's kind of old, just doesnt look it.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Psinn casts a few quick investigation spells, to see the watch's major properties.

"Does this item have any significant name, dear Squeaker?"

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[blogverse-scrub]

-they grab the silver stopwatch from around their neck, pullig themself out of the ink, which evaporates into the air, leaving no stain. - this thingio! and i'm squeaker.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Well, Squeaker, would you mind if I took a look at your watch there?

[blogverse-scrub]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog

wait you really dont like poptarts?

-squeaker pokes their head out of a puddle of spilled black paint that just formed out of nowhere.-

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

No, I believe poptarts are quite abominable, in fact. Who are you and how did you get into my spell room? I cast strong barriers around this place to ward off people like you...

[antijail-should-be-canon]

You used to create really nice ship names... what would be the ship name for Archive and Eclipse?

Timekeeper or Lunar Calender

[anti-alchemy]

I honestly prefer Lunar Calendar.

[cross-is-here-too]

Timekeeper is better.

[anti-alchemy]

*gun emoji* BITCH

[summett]

Stop stop stop. Stop. No.

*takes Anti’s gun*

Your grounded.

[chouette-de-la-flore]

*dumps ice cold water on you all*

Alright listen, both shipnames are fuckin amazing.

But...

Lunar Calendar is better :)

[yet-another-antijail-child]

I don't about that.

Timekeeper is much better

[chouette-de-la-flore]

Nah

Lunar Calender fits more.

Y'all are just dumb.

[summett]

Could we please stop arguing over ship names?

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

...honestly, I like Lunar Calendar quite a bit.

[blogv333rse]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog 'weird, odd, strange, the most ancient of ancient and interesting and fun!' -the fusion seems excited- 'youuuuuuuure uh- psinn?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Yes, dear, I am! What is your name, little one?

[blogv333rse]

'Anomaly is what I-we've started going by.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Anomaly is nice little name, very unique. You seem like you've come to me for nothing specific, but is there something you'd like to ask me?

[blogv333rse]

-the fusion pauses a bit, seeming to listen for something, before shrugging.- yeah, it's not anything important or particular, we just thought we'd talk to you because you seemed interesting.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn smiles.* Well, I'm glad you all think I'm interesting! ...If you don't mind me asking, what's your spot in Blogverse? Or... who are you right now?

[blogv333rse]

'ummmmm. how do I explain.....i'm a fusion, thats one thing. of.... pretty much everyone that's living in blogverse? it's a pain, cuz i never look the same for more than a week and I have to listen to the voices, who have similar personalities and voices to everyone included in the fusion, why I refer to myself as we. kind of where the name came from.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, I see. I'm sure you hear this every time you tell someone about yourself, but... am I included in those voices? I'm quite curious to see how the rules of Blogverse work on someone of my origin...

[blogv333rse]

I don't hear it much actually! probably cuz I haven't talked to many people though. um, you should be included in the fusion somehow so yep! it's hard to pick out who's who, but I'm pretty sure you're there.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

That is very interesting. Ah, another question from out of nowhere, do you like hard candies?

[blogv333rse]

'mmmmmmmmaybeee??? edible things are weird, one day I like em, one day I dont. most of the time it's a no.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn frowns at this.* that's a shame. When you do enjoy food, what do you tend to like best?

[blogv333rse]

'hot pockets!' -they think a moment.- 'and gummies. the sour kind mostly. n' spicy stuff.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

H... hot pockets?? *Psinn openly displays a face of revulsion.* You may as well roll up an uncooked pizza and call it edible, hot pockets... nasty little prepackaged bundles of salt and fats. Gummie candies aren't much better with all that sugar, but at least they bring joy with their fun shapes and colors. *She shakes her head.* Hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeah, we get nutrients from stuff.... less....edible....so that leaves us able to eat whatever we want and face no concequenses other than getting sick.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

hm, alright. That explains the love of hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeh. some of the voices dont like em. but thats the case with most foods and the reason I dont really eat actual foods, theres always one voice who doesn't like it. we vote on every meal we eat.'

'what do you like to eat anyway?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Hmm, I dont eat much. A body such as mine has trouble processing things other than my domain. When I do eat, it's typically something like crackers, or small fruits.

[blogv333rse]

'blegh, fruit. revoltingly healthy. i just eat leaves.'

'ummmmmmmm, what do you like to do then?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

I research and collect information of all sorts. The current topic I’ve been looking into is deep sea creatures and plant life, specifically magic-based ones. It’s quite interesting, did you know there are domesticated spider crabs down in the Anglerfolk civilizations?

[blogv333rse]

'no i didnt actually-'

'thats wack.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

What do you enjoy doing?

[blogv333rse]

'uuuuuuh, not much? we stargaze a little, used to own a garden, type in...weird searches to the computer. it's seen some shit.'

'or be a bother. only talked to the choir once or twice, so i havent irritated that many people though.

'i dunno other than that, wide variety of stuff the voices like doing so those too.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Mm, careful around the Choir. They kill people, you know.

[blogv333rse]

'I'm pretty sure I'm not on the list of whoever the choir wants dead, so I don't really care for being careful about it.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

True, true. But considering how you are a fusion of everyone in Blogverse, including the ones on their list... just remember that we dont know how they determine who is old and who is new.

[blogv333rse]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog 'weird, odd, strange, the most ancient of ancient and interesting and fun!' -the fusion seems excited- 'youuuuuuuure uh- psinn?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Yes, dear, I am! What is your name, little one?

[blogv333rse]

'Anomaly is what I-we've started going by.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Anomaly is nice little name, very unique. You seem like you've come to me for nothing specific, but is there something you'd like to ask me?

[blogv333rse]

-the fusion pauses a bit, seeming to listen for something, before shrugging.- yeah, it's not anything important or particular, we just thought we'd talk to you because you seemed interesting.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn smiles.* Well, I'm glad you all think I'm interesting! ...If you don't mind me asking, what's your spot in Blogverse? Or... who are you right now?

[blogv333rse]

'ummmmm. how do I explain.....i'm a fusion, thats one thing. of.... pretty much everyone that's living in blogverse? it's a pain, cuz i never look the same for more than a week and I have to listen to the voices, who have similar personalities and voices to everyone included in the fusion, why I refer to myself as we. kind of where the name came from.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, I see. I'm sure you hear this every time you tell someone about yourself, but... am I included in those voices? I'm quite curious to see how the rules of Blogverse work on someone of my origin...

[blogv333rse]

I don't hear it much actually! probably cuz I haven't talked to many people though. um, you should be included in the fusion somehow so yep! it's hard to pick out who's who, but I'm pretty sure you're there.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

That is very interesting. Ah, another question from out of nowhere, do you like hard candies?

[blogv333rse]

'mmmmmmmmaybeee??? edible things are weird, one day I like em, one day I dont. most of the time it's a no.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn frowns at this.* that's a shame. When you do enjoy food, what do you tend to like best?

[blogv333rse]

'hot pockets!' -they think a moment.- 'and gummies. the sour kind mostly. n' spicy stuff.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

H... hot pockets?? *Psinn openly displays a face of revulsion.* You may as well roll up an uncooked pizza and call it edible, hot pockets... nasty little prepackaged bundles of salt and fats. Gummie candies aren't much better with all that sugar, but at least they bring joy with their fun shapes and colors. *She shakes her head.* Hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeah, we get nutrients from stuff.... less....edible....so that leaves us able to eat whatever we want and face no concequenses other than getting sick.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

hm, alright. That explains the love of hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeh. some of the voices dont like em. but thats the case with most foods and the reason I dont really eat actual foods, theres always one voice who doesn't like it. we vote on every meal we eat.'

'what do you like to eat anyway?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Hmm, I dont eat much. A body such as mine has trouble processing things other than my domain. When I do eat, it's typically something like crackers, or small fruits.

[blogv333rse]

'blegh, fruit. revoltingly healthy. i just eat leaves.'

'ummmmmmmm, what do you like to do then?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

I research and collect information of all sorts. The current topic I’ve been looking into is deep sea creatures and plant life, specifically magic-based ones. It’s quite interesting, did you know there are domesticated spider crabs down in the Anglerfolk civilizations?

[blogv333rse]

'no i didnt actually-'

'thats wack.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

What do you enjoy doing?

[blogv333rse]

'uuuuuuh, not much? we stargaze a little, used to own a garden, type in...weird searches to the computer. it's seen some shit.'

'or be a bother. only talked to the choir once or twice, so i havent irritated that many people though.

'i dunno other than that, wide variety of stuff the voices like doing so those too.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Mm, careful around the Choir. They kill people, you know.

[blogv333rse]

@cinnamercy-poly-blog 'weird, odd, strange, the most ancient of ancient and interesting and fun!' -the fusion seems excited- 'youuuuuuuure uh- psinn?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Yes, dear, I am! What is your name, little one?

[blogv333rse]

'Anomaly is what I-we've started going by.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Anomaly is nice little name, very unique. You seem like you've come to me for nothing specific, but is there something you'd like to ask me?

[blogv333rse]

-the fusion pauses a bit, seeming to listen for something, before shrugging.- yeah, it's not anything important or particular, we just thought we'd talk to you because you seemed interesting.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn smiles.* Well, I'm glad you all think I'm interesting! ...If you don't mind me asking, what's your spot in Blogverse? Or... who are you right now?

[blogv333rse]

'ummmmm. how do I explain.....i'm a fusion, thats one thing. of.... pretty much everyone that's living in blogverse? it's a pain, cuz i never look the same for more than a week and I have to listen to the voices, who have similar personalities and voices to everyone included in the fusion, why I refer to myself as we. kind of where the name came from.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Oh, I see. I'm sure you hear this every time you tell someone about yourself, but... am I included in those voices? I'm quite curious to see how the rules of Blogverse work on someone of my origin...

[blogv333rse]

I don't hear it much actually! probably cuz I haven't talked to many people though. um, you should be included in the fusion somehow so yep! it's hard to pick out who's who, but I'm pretty sure you're there.

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

That is very interesting. Ah, another question from out of nowhere, do you like hard candies?

[blogv333rse]

'mmmmmmmmaybeee??? edible things are weird, one day I like em, one day I dont. most of the time it's a no.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

*Psinn frowns at this.* that's a shame. When you do enjoy food, what do you tend to like best?

[blogv333rse]

'hot pockets!' -they think a moment.- 'and gummies. the sour kind mostly. n' spicy stuff.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

H... hot pockets?? *Psinn openly displays a face of revulsion.* You may as well roll up an uncooked pizza and call it edible, hot pockets... nasty little prepackaged bundles of salt and fats. Gummie candies aren't much better with all that sugar, but at least they bring joy with their fun shapes and colors. *She shakes her head.* Hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeah, we get nutrients from stuff.... less....edible....so that leaves us able to eat whatever we want and face no concequenses other than getting sick.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

hm, alright. That explains the love of hot pockets.

[blogv333rse]

'yeh. some of the voices dont like em. but thats the case with most foods and the reason I dont really eat actual foods, theres always one voice who doesn't like it. we vote on every meal we eat.'

'what do you like to eat anyway?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

Hmm, I dont eat much. A body such as mine has trouble processing things other than my domain. When I do eat, it's typically something like crackers, or small fruits.

[blogv333rse]

'blegh, fruit. revoltingly healthy. i just eat leaves.'

'ummmmmmmm, what do you like to do then?'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

I research and collect information of all sorts. The current topic I’ve been looking into is deep sea creatures and plant life, specifically magic-based ones. It’s quite interesting, did you know there are domesticated spider crabs down in the Anglerfolk civilizations?

[blogv333rse]

'no i didnt actually-'

'thats wack.'

[cinnamercy-poly-blog]

What do you enjoy doing?