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Ask blog for Sibyl, an Elderbug x Seer crack kid, and Pip, her pet mosscreep. I got her as an adopt from @canvascutterstars. She is just a tired moth who would rather sleep than talk, but you're free to pester her anyway. Main blog is @catra-is-pretty-gay (Mod Cip).

[narcoleptic-moth]

I forgot to include this in the intro post, so it gets its own post.

This blog is at a point where Seer has already ascended, and Sibyl hangs out in the room her mother used to be in.

M!As are always open, so you send those in if you want. I am gonna say that they'll only be allowed to go up to 15 asks, maybe 20 if I really like it.

[narcoleptic-moth]

You're not good at fighting, you're just good at turning unsuspecting objects into things able to one-hit KO someone.

"True. But I can actually fight if I really try. Basically: try me bitch, I have spite as a motivator now."

[narcoleptic-moth]

hey whaddup u wanna fight

"...I mean. If ya really want to, I guess. You'll lose really badly though. You'd be surprised at how well I fight. But sure, go for it, if you really have to."

[narcoleptic-moth]

(Yes! I'm not the only person who thought those where antenna!)

I think the person I got Sibyl from actually meant for them to be antennae, but I just thought they were horns for some reason. And then I thought that'd be more interesting, so I kept the idea.

[ahntherootvessel]

Ahn saw this person in the Resting Grounds and thought they needed a flower and something warm to drink.

Sibyl belongs to @narcoleptic-moth​

[narcoleptic-moth]

"I built my entire reputation upon how I don't miss and you ruined that."

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Also, I dunno what time it is, but it is still WAY too early for this shit."

[narcoleptic-moth]

The creature sighs and plops down on the floor. "Sassy lost child stole my dignity. Can't have shit in Hallownest."

"Okay. Gonna need you to back up a bit. What in the FUCK are you talking about?"

[narcoleptic-moth]

(Screw it I'm switching to my preferred style) The blue anon-bug peeks it's head through the doorway and scans the room. "Is it safe now? Is the sassy lost child gone?"

Sibyl glances over.

"...Uh. Are you talking about me? Because no. And I have no reason to leave, so."

[narcoleptic-moth]

gay

"Correct! Kinda!"

She reaches into the pile of pillows and pulls out a bi flag.

Where did she get that???

[narcoleptic-moth]

Happy Pride!!!

Sometimes you just gotta hug your big fluffy GF

[narcoleptic-moth]

I think his brain overloaded. I can tell because when it happens it gives off a very distinct smell.

"Oh. Neat. Wonder if that's what I'm gonna be like when I inevitably go insane from being alone here for so long."

[narcoleptic-moth]

Err, I don't have a Plan C. Wait- Aha! *chucks the red pillow at them and runs* I regret nothing!

She ducks. "The fuck- would anyone like to try and explain any of what just happened?!"

[narcoleptic-moth]

Nope, you need a therapist because you're a depressed prick. I need a therapist not because I'm unhappy, I just have no will to live. Oh by the way, err, LOOK! IT'S GLORIA!

"Bold of you to assume I have any will to live either. And Gloria wouldn't fit in this room, dumbass."

[narcoleptic-moth]

I have a nail and I'm not afraid to stab myself!

"...And I thought I was the one that needed therapy for that kinda shit."

[narcoleptic-moth]

Shhhh, just go back to cuddling the bush and I won't have to get rid of you.

She sets the mosscreep down. It rustles in annoyance. "Try me bitch-"

[narcoleptic-moth]

Huh? I didn't say anything. Are you hearing things again? I thought you got that problem fixed.

"...Since when was me hearing things an issue??? I fall asleep a lot, I don't hear shit randomly."

[narcoleptic-moth]

Huh, to be honest I was expecting these to be poisonous. Welp, you win some you lose some.

"You fucking what-"