Hi hello hiya, dear lightners and darkners of tumblr! This is your favorite television host Tenna talking! Tripping terribly over my words with all this alliteration, hah! I've been assisted by some colleagues of mine with setting up this blog and now have things mostly under control. Anything troubling you? Have some burning questions for 'ol Uncle Tenna? Step right up, and send me an ask!
-The Radiant (If i do say so myself ^3) Mr. Ant Tenna of TV Time Studios
(Pronouns He/She)
(OOC BELOW THE CUT)
(This is a Tenna rp blog!!!! inspired by @mrtennano1fan, @greenpippinsno1fan, @tennas-real-no1fan, and @plueyno1fan. ooc rules for this blog are listed below :3)
I think I'm more comfortable with suggestive jokes/content matter on this blog than I was when I started it, but if you're unsure of making it too extreme or not please contact me privately on here. If I'm uncomfortable with any subject matter on an ask, it will be deleted. No hard feelings though, as usual.
I do like some emotional turmoil and torment, but keep the magic to a minimum, and no permanent damage if it hasn't been actively discussed as my plan for either of my characters.
Keep the fourth-wall breaks to a minimum also! I like some hints that Tenna's like, being puppeted by me every once in a while, but I don't ever want it to be a focal point of this blog.
There are like 5 ships happening at once with this Tenna. Spamtenna and Polymiketenna are both very much a thing, minus jontenna. There is also two Tenna x oc ships currently up for consideration, though they're very "situationship" for now.
As of updating this, 2/16/26, Plue, Battat, and Spamton are all in a relationship with Tenna!
That being said, be gay and merry, my friends! I won't be active constantly on here (it said, with his chronically online self...) but I'll try and check once or twice a day! :D
Modâs pronouns are: he/fae/it/they/zey (stick with the ones ya know how to say if ya donât know the stuff for the neos, iâll⊠eventually make a carrd on here with a proper explanation on how to use my neos. eventually)
As of 4/22/26, this blog has been cancelled! I'm keeping this up for archival purposes though. I hope you all enjoyed your time here. I very much did.
Come see me at my new blog when that gets finalized and posted on here!!
kay! so this is just so folks on here know whats going on, so me blippin off the radar aint out of the blue or nothing! ive been thinking over this for a while and only like one or two people were informed ahead of time - so this isnt some grand plot, just me drifting away from the blog. i dont think anyone assumed that but im just covering my bases!!!!! this is from a couple months 'a stewin on this topic 'n junk!
im hoping to restart my blog, just like @mrtennano1fan did. im not deleting this one! just starting off fresh. me and him are keeping things smaller and quieter, and maybe a bit meaner? (cough cough, me and cecilaroonie need our toxic yaoi fix, cough cough) and we're keeping the magic to a firm: no. aside from whatever exceptions we feel like, of course! let us be whim prone men, roleplaying on the interwebs....
so!!! ill finish up what i can over here (may not be much, but its to be seen), then, unfortunately, this sweet little account is gettin' nurbled. that is to say, stopped. i still hope to do private rp with the gang on here when and if i can since ive really grown to adore it, i just want to keep the scale of rp stuff on here MUUUUUCH smaller.
also, im making tenna meaner.
he might still be trans though. ill just see how things play out. join me there if you like.
as for @guardie-no1-palsie, i think ill be laying the account to rest as well. i may try and finish off both the melon chain with @melon-the-hologram and @ultim8-six-s-or, but some stuff happened in the server and i might just stay off of these blogs. either way, they're staying up! i wanna keep em up just in case i ever wanna look back on em, or let someone else take over.
and while i would adore some folks engaging with the new blogs with me and @bam!jammy, id like to keep this much smaller. all of you have made such incredible stories. we made incredible stories. i hope you all continue making them. but now im starting a new one, on a quieter pace.
sayonara, viewers. and if i dont see ya, good morning, good evening, and goodnight.
oh um. so sorry iâm not a fan, Iâm actually just one of your employeesâ your uh. choreographer. sorry i donât normally reach far up the chain of command enough to be noticeable or anything and goodness iâm getting ahead of myself im sorryâ
uhâ right, umâ so like. did anyone request any um. files⊠recentlyâŠ? not to be nosy or anything, itâs justâŠ
i kinda have a really bad memory issue⊠iâve been told iâm missing at least the past few years worth of really important events, and uhâ some⊠some closure would be nice, is all!! some clarity!
if um. if its okay⊠could i ask if i could have my documents reviewed?? im sorry if its notâŠ
( The door calls to you. The singing is loud, yet no one else in the studio seems to hear it except for you. It seems someone really wants you to go inside. )
[ for when it's @melon-the-hologram hours ]
...Hello?
(*Tenna strains her noise receptors. What is it? Who could it be? Why do they want him?
..He cracks the door open, and peers inside. What oddities will he find?*)
( The door opens to Cyber City. Behind Tenna is the outside wall of a building, and in front of him is an assault of neon lights and billboards. The singing is ironically quieter now, yet visible on the distance is a stage in the middle of a theme park. )
( The singing stops, and the crowd cheers. However, it doesn't seem like the show is over quite yet. The darkner in the center of the stage turns their back to the audience, as if reminding the trio behind them which song they'd be playing next. Tenna might want to be quick if he wants to hear the beginning of the song. )
(*Looking down at his outfit, Tenna realizes he might not fit in at a concert. A black pencil skirt, yellow heels, and a "sensible" red tailcoat aren't usually things the average concert-goer is seen wearing. He sighs, and moves as quickly as she can in aforementioned heels. Time for a musical number. The singing segments always were her favorite..*)
( It seems Tenna arrived just on time. The darkner on the center of the stage has turned back to face the crowd; they look oddly like a human would if they entered the dark world, though their edges flicker. )
( The trio behind them starts playing the song; Suddenly, there's two of them: identical to each other, and slightly less opaque than before. The crowd cheers louder. The one on the left starts singing first. )
Umbrella at your side, it's raining but you close it tight
And how are you? purred a cat just passing through
( Despite looking the same, their voices are vastly different; the one on the left sounds much more feminine, while the one on the right has a more masculine voice. )
Those heels that you like are soaking, but is that alright?
Let out a sigh for another day the same as the last
Come on letâs try, dye it blue and change it up from the past
Reflecting up from a puddle but then gone in a flash
Is that the most that you can dream or wanted to see?
But look around! Dance up and down!
The world is now! Still going âround
Just feel it pound! Weâre skyward bound!
Move at the top speed of sound!
(*She moves closer, trying to get nearer to the front. Thankfully there's no real mud or dirt in Cyber City, or else his heels would be ruined. She just got them, dammnit!
He's less forceful than she used to be while traversing crowds, so the onlookers are spared somewhat.
( The holographic darkners skate around the stage in a choreographed dance. Their movements perfectly mirror each other. )
Running to another day, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
As youâre stuck on yesterday, no sun to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every day, every day is okay
Taking it step-by-step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
You fall down seven more times, Iâll be there seven, eight, nine
As we keep trying, weâll find
Weâre always singing the same tune
( They finish the chorus hand-in-hand as they spin in a circle. When they let go, both spin to opposite sides, ending back on their original spots. This time, the masculine voice takes over as the main singer. )
Now falling to her side, the drops of rain that mix with light
Stealing a glance, hid a cat who turns his back
Their heads starting to sink, this boredom is too hard to fight
Just spinning lies with the only thread of kindness we saved
Or if weâre blind and the truth is just a painting in grey
Drowning us out, all the noisy drops the fall in the rain
But fingertips traced every line and opened my eyes
Iâll paint it blue Iâll play a tune
Iâm wishing too for something new
It will come true! With me and you
And then weâll finally break through
Swimming through the Milky Way, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
Since weâre falling anyway, no moon to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every night, every night is alright
Taking it step by step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
Cry to me, know that I care lean on me and Iâll be there
As we keep trying, weâll find
Youâre always gonna be there too
Shining down on me, youâre my blue moon
Dreaming forever to find to now Iâm awake
I need to find tomorrow, can you take me away?
And go the top speed of sound?
Running to another day, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
As youâre stuck on yesterday, no sun to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every day, every day is okay
Taking it step-by-step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
You fall down seven more times, Iâll be there seven, eight, nine
As we keep trying, weâll find, youâre always gonna be there too
Weâre always singing the same tune
Every day from now on
( The holograms are the closest they've been by the end of the song. As the singing ends and the final tunes of the song play, they separate once more, waving to the cheering audience. They then turn to each other and bow before taking their hands together, and with one last spin, they're back to being one single darkner right as the song finishes. )
(*Her hand is over his face. Tenna watches the final moments of the song with rapt attention, accidentally blocking some other concert goers' view in the process.*)
( A few darkners around Tenna seem annoyed that she's blocking their view. Others are staring up at her as if she's the show itself. Not every day he shows up at Cyber World. Not in a decade at least. )
Thank you guys! And please, another round of applause for Sweet Cap'n Cakes for the music! Hehe.
( The darkner on stage spins in place; they make a heart with their hands after stopping. Their voice sounds like a mixture of the previous ones, though still just one. It is slightly unnatural; as if it wasn't made for talking. )
( They sat down on the edge of the stage and a circle opened up in front of them, allowing them to come down to the floor. Just as fast, they were surrounded. The hologram looked perfectly comfortable in this environment, smiling at their fans and giving autographs away freely. )
( Suddenly, their gaze fell on Tenna. They were so focused on singing that they hadn't noticed before, but such a big darkner such as herself was hard to miss. And yet, how odd, they could've sworn they knew everyone in the city. When did a new face arrive? )
(*Tenna awkwardly waves, and begins to fiddle with her suit jacket. When did he get so shy?? Eventually, she musters up the courage to go and talk to the strange hologram person. He tries to get past the crowd around Melon, and, failing that, just talks over them instead. She holds out a hand for them to shake.*)
( The darkners closest to the hologram seem initially annoyed from being talked over, but others were already trying to steal discreet glances in her direction, whispering to each other. They were failing on the discreet part. )
Hello! I don't think I've seen you before, you must be new here! I'm Melon. I'm so glad you enjoyed the show!
( Melon took his hand; it was physical enough, though it felt a bit fuzzy. They seemed completely oblivious to the chatter around them. )
You look pretty fancy. Could it be you're a guest at Queen's mansion?
( Melon thinks for a moment. How long is ten years exactly? Had they even existed for that long? They couldn't tell. )
I probably wasn't installed yet, then! I'm sure you'd be pretty difficult to forget yourself!
I wonder how much Cyber World has changed since then! He never tells me much about the past. How fun! Maybe we could go on a tour and see what's new and what's the same!
( Their voice is more robotic and monotone for a moment there, before going back to the almost autotuned speaking. )
( By now, most of the crowd had dispersed as Sweet Cap'n Cakes also got down from the stage, but some still hadn't left their eyes from Melon and Tenna. Melon continued as oblivious as ever. )
Oh, thank you! It took me a lot of practice, I'm glad it left a good impression!
Ah, yes, yes! Let's go! Where do you want to go first?
The place with the Addisons. Well, I'm sure the shopping district changes all the time! They like making sure they're up with the new trends.
( Their voice once again goes monotone for a moment, but they still don't acknowledge it at all. They take Tenna's arm; they feel solid enough that they wouldn't just pass through her, but they still have a bit of a fuzzy quality to them. )
Well, it isn't too far from here! We'd probably have to pass through there to get anywhere else anyway. Let's go!
( Melon doesn't so much walk as they slide as they lead the way; it looks like a mix of natural skating and floating at no real distance from the floor. They reach an area blocked off by traffic cones, and in a flash Melon is on the other side, no longer holding Tenna's arm. They look almost surprised as they turn back to her )
Oh, sorry. They don't like being moved, so-
( They skate back to the cones, more naturally now, and crouch down before politely asking the traffic cones to move out of the way for Tenna. They oblige. )
(*He waves at the cones. She doesn't remember much of the city's general populace, but he can see the appeal of cute, sentient little traffic cones. He holds out her arm again, ever the gentleman.*)
( Melon takes Tenna's arm before continuing to lead the way. They pass by a few stores, with a couple of Addisons standing in front of them; they aren't even trying to hide the fact they're staring at Tenna. )
I'm not sure what these two sell. Perhaps lightners just really like advertisements.
( Someone who didn't know Melon could assume they were simply ignoring the stares; someone who did, however, would know they were simply oblivious to it. )
Some of the others sell nice things though, I guess. The teas are alright. Even if they're from the pink one.
( Melon felt a tad bit jealous; basically every store in the shopping district was owned by an Addison, so they couldn't blame Spamton for not wanting to go shopping with them. Still, that sounded nice. )
Ritzy is a funny word. It is very... Sparkly.
( The visual noise of the district could definitely be overwhelming at times. The neon and the color switches and the flashes. It felt almost- desperate. )
I just like window shopping sometimes. The Orange Addison makes some nice clothes. Though he doesn't like that I rarely buy anything.
( They were too distracted by the bright lights and the thought of pretty outfits to hear that last part. Thankfully. )
oh um. so sorry iâm not a fan, Iâm actually just one of your employeesâ your uh. choreographer. sorry i donât normally reach far up the chain of command enough to be noticeable or anything and goodness iâm getting ahead of myself im sorryâ
uhâ right, umâ so like. did anyone request any um. files⊠recentlyâŠ? not to be nosy or anything, itâs justâŠ
i kinda have a really bad memory issue⊠iâve been told iâm missing at least the past few years worth of really important events, and uhâ some⊠some closure would be nice, is all!! some clarity!
if um. if its okay⊠could i ask if i could have my documents reviewed?? im sorry if its notâŠ
oh um. so sorry iâm not a fan, Iâm actually just one of your employeesâ your uh. choreographer. sorry i donât normally reach far up the chain of command enough to be noticeable or anything and goodness iâm getting ahead of myself im sorryâ
uhâ right, umâ so like. did anyone request any um. files⊠recentlyâŠ? not to be nosy or anything, itâs justâŠ
i kinda have a really bad memory issue⊠iâve been told iâm missing at least the past few years worth of really important events, and uhâ some⊠some closure would be nice, is all!! some clarity!
if um. if its okay⊠could i ask if i could have my documents reviewed?? im sorry if its notâŠ
(*A quartet of high-end darkners sit in a lounge, flipping through legal documents together. One bright spotlight is having a harder time focusing...*)
Oh Pisch-Pischhhh, Tenny's vagueing about us agaiiinnnn! Please lemme fuck with him this time? Pleasseee?
"Vagueing" implies that he isn't speaking about us by name. She's currently doing that. And no. No more sending him ominous songs. It makes her less productive.
But fear's such a good motivator... :(
Listen to your mother, Bea.
Shut your traps, both of you. Do you want them to give you both more paperwork?
Paperwork is my whole job. Get a better threat, Folio.
As if I would be the mother.. All of you, focus on your work. For once.
oh um. so sorry iâm not a fan, Iâm actually just one of your employeesâ your uh. choreographer. sorry i donât normally reach far up the chain of command enough to be noticeable or anything and goodness iâm getting ahead of myself im sorryâ
( The door calls to you. The singing is loud, yet no one else in the studio seems to hear it except for you. It seems someone really wants you to go inside. )
[ for when it's @melon-the-hologram hours ]
...Hello?
(*Tenna strains her noise receptors. What is it? Who could it be? Why do they want him?
..He cracks the door open, and peers inside. What oddities will he find?*)
( The door opens to Cyber City. Behind Tenna is the outside wall of a building, and in front of him is an assault of neon lights and billboards. The singing is ironically quieter now, yet visible on the distance is a stage in the middle of a theme park. )
( The singing stops, and the crowd cheers. However, it doesn't seem like the show is over quite yet. The darkner in the center of the stage turns their back to the audience, as if reminding the trio behind them which song they'd be playing next. Tenna might want to be quick if he wants to hear the beginning of the song. )
(*Looking down at his outfit, Tenna realizes he might not fit in at a concert. A black pencil skirt, yellow heels, and a "sensible" red tailcoat aren't usually things the average concert-goer is seen wearing. He sighs, and moves as quickly as she can in aforementioned heels. Time for a musical number. The singing segments always were her favorite..*)
( It seems Tenna arrived just on time. The darkner on the center of the stage has turned back to face the crowd; they look oddly like a human would if they entered the dark world, though their edges flicker. )
( The trio behind them starts playing the song; Suddenly, there's two of them: identical to each other, and slightly less opaque than before. The crowd cheers louder. The one on the left starts singing first. )
Umbrella at your side, it's raining but you close it tight
And how are you? purred a cat just passing through
( Despite looking the same, their voices are vastly different; the one on the left sounds much more feminine, while the one on the right has a more masculine voice. )
Those heels that you like are soaking, but is that alright?
Let out a sigh for another day the same as the last
Come on letâs try, dye it blue and change it up from the past
Reflecting up from a puddle but then gone in a flash
Is that the most that you can dream or wanted to see?
But look around! Dance up and down!
The world is now! Still going âround
Just feel it pound! Weâre skyward bound!
Move at the top speed of sound!
(*She moves closer, trying to get nearer to the front. Thankfully there's no real mud or dirt in Cyber City, or else his heels would be ruined. She just got them, dammnit!
He's less forceful than she used to be while traversing crowds, so the onlookers are spared somewhat.
( The holographic darkners skate around the stage in a choreographed dance. Their movements perfectly mirror each other. )
Running to another day, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
As youâre stuck on yesterday, no sun to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every day, every day is okay
Taking it step-by-step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
You fall down seven more times, Iâll be there seven, eight, nine
As we keep trying, weâll find
Weâre always singing the same tune
( They finish the chorus hand-in-hand as they spin in a circle. When they let go, both spin to opposite sides, ending back on their original spots. This time, the masculine voice takes over as the main singer. )
Now falling to her side, the drops of rain that mix with light
Stealing a glance, hid a cat who turns his back
Their heads starting to sink, this boredom is too hard to fight
Just spinning lies with the only thread of kindness we saved
Or if weâre blind and the truth is just a painting in grey
Drowning us out, all the noisy drops the fall in the rain
But fingertips traced every line and opened my eyes
Iâll paint it blue Iâll play a tune
Iâm wishing too for something new
It will come true! With me and you
And then weâll finally break through
Swimming through the Milky Way, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
Since weâre falling anyway, no moon to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every night, every night is alright
Taking it step by step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
Cry to me, know that I care lean on me and Iâll be there
As we keep trying, weâll find
Youâre always gonna be there too
Shining down on me, youâre my blue moon
Dreaming forever to find to now Iâm awake
I need to find tomorrow, can you take me away?
And go the top speed of sound?
Running to another day, I wanna break away and take the leap
Do, do, do, do
As youâre stuck on yesterday, no sun to rise would be okay with me
Do, do, do, do
Every day, every day is okay
Taking it step-by-step, weâll always move ahead
Our love is growing red
Need me more, need you more
You fall down seven more times, Iâll be there seven, eight, nine
As we keep trying, weâll find, youâre always gonna be there too
Weâre always singing the same tune
Every day from now on
( The holograms are the closest they've been by the end of the song. As the singing ends and the final tunes of the song play, they separate once more, waving to the cheering audience. They then turn to each other and bow before taking their hands together, and with one last spin, they're back to being one single darkner right as the song finishes. )
(*Her hand is over his face. Tenna watches the final moments of the song with rapt attention, accidentally blocking some other concert goers' view in the process.*)
( A few darkners around Tenna seem annoyed that she's blocking their view. Others are staring up at her as if she's the show itself. Not every day he shows up at Cyber World. Not in a decade at least. )
Thank you guys! And please, another round of applause for Sweet Cap'n Cakes for the music! Hehe.
( The darkner on stage spins in place; they make a heart with their hands after stopping. Their voice sounds like a mixture of the previous ones, though still just one. It is slightly unnatural; as if it wasn't made for talking. )
( They sat down on the edge of the stage and a circle opened up in front of them, allowing them to come down to the floor. Just as fast, they were surrounded. The hologram looked perfectly comfortable in this environment, smiling at their fans and giving autographs away freely. )
( Suddenly, their gaze fell on Tenna. They were so focused on singing that they hadn't noticed before, but such a big darkner such as herself was hard to miss. And yet, how odd, they could've sworn they knew everyone in the city. When did a new face arrive? )
(*Tenna awkwardly waves, and begins to fiddle with her suit jacket. When did he get so shy?? Eventually, she musters up the courage to go and talk to the strange hologram person. He tries to get past the crowd around Melon, and, failing that, just talks over them instead. She holds out a hand for them to shake.*)
( The darkners closest to the hologram seem initially annoyed from being talked over, but others were already trying to steal discreet glances in her direction, whispering to each other. They were failing on the discreet part. )
Hello! I don't think I've seen you before, you must be new here! I'm Melon. I'm so glad you enjoyed the show!
( Melon took his hand; it was physical enough, though it felt a bit fuzzy. They seemed completely oblivious to the chatter around them. )
You look pretty fancy. Could it be you're a guest at Queen's mansion?
( Melon thinks for a moment. How long is ten years exactly? Had they even existed for that long? They couldn't tell. )
I probably wasn't installed yet, then! I'm sure you'd be pretty difficult to forget yourself!
I wonder how much Cyber World has changed since then! He never tells me much about the past. How fun! Maybe we could go on a tour and see what's new and what's the same!
( Their voice is more robotic and monotone for a moment there, before going back to the almost autotuned speaking. )
( By now, most of the crowd had dispersed as Sweet Cap'n Cakes also got down from the stage, but some still hadn't left their eyes from Melon and Tenna. Melon continued as oblivious as ever. )
Oh, thank you! It took me a lot of practice, I'm glad it left a good impression!
Ah, yes, yes! Let's go! Where do you want to go first?
The place with the Addisons. Well, I'm sure the shopping district changes all the time! They like making sure they're up with the new trends.
( Their voice once again goes monotone for a moment, but they still don't acknowledge it at all. They take Tenna's arm; they feel solid enough that they wouldn't just pass through her, but they still have a bit of a fuzzy quality to them. )
Well, it isn't too far from here! We'd probably have to pass through there to get anywhere else anyway. Let's go!
( Melon doesn't so much walk as they slide as they lead the way; it looks like a mix of natural skating and floating at no real distance from the floor. They reach an area blocked off by traffic cones, and in a flash Melon is on the other side, no longer holding Tenna's arm. They look almost surprised as they turn back to her )
Oh, sorry. They don't like being moved, so-
( They skate back to the cones, more naturally now, and crouch down before politely asking the traffic cones to move out of the way for Tenna. They oblige. )
(*He waves at the cones. She doesn't remember much of the city's general populace, but he can see the appeal of cute, sentient little traffic cones. He holds out her arm again, ever the gentleman.*)
( Melon takes Tenna's arm before continuing to lead the way. They pass by a few stores, with a couple of Addisons standing in front of them; they aren't even trying to hide the fact they're staring at Tenna. )
I'm not sure what these two sell. Perhaps lightners just really like advertisements.
( Someone who didn't know Melon could assume they were simply ignoring the stares; someone who did, however, would know they were simply oblivious to it. )
Some of the others sell nice things though, I guess. The teas are alright. Even if they're from the pink one.
(*Tenna says "knock knock" aloud, while knocking normally on Battat's door. At her grown age...*)
-@numberonemikefan
*A few shuffling, crashing noises can be heard from inside the room...*
*Before Battat opens the door and attempts to lean casually against the doorframe. He nearly falls at first, but manages to eventually get into position.*
*At first Battat finds the whole thing exciting- despite his better judgement, Battat often canât resist the Pippins thrillseeking instinct. But it doesnât take long for him to start feeling sick.*
(*She stops spinning the two of them, and geeeently places Battat back on the ground. Given Tenna is now many feet above him, she plops himself down onto the floor to be a bit closer. Height differences are the real deal!*)
âHow many times are you gonna ask before you understand the answer is âyesâ? Is this another âI love TVâ 99 times situation? Cause Iâll do it. Iâll say it 99 times!â
âSome things never change, huh? Well, I like it. One because- well, I just like it, but also because you made it. And I like you. More than anything.â
*He throws his hands up and yells:*
âAND I WILL SAY IT A MILLION TIMES IF I HAVE TO!!â
(*Tenna draws back, a little overwhelmed. No, this won't do. This really won't do. He intentionally shrinks just to be able to throw herself at Battat without killing the poor fellow. She's still rather tall, mind you, but her attack hugs are no longer lethal.
He says nothing, just squeezes her partner close and tight. His screen is very, very warm.*)
(*He begins to nuzzle further into the cardigan and by extension, Battat. As a result, she starts to giggle uncontrollably, which turns into uncontrollable laughing, which causes him to grow in size. Oops. She's going to crush Battat at this rate if he's not careful...
In a surprising moment of object permanence, Tenna realizes this and falls off onto the floor. Ouch.*)
Whoops...
(*He's usually just a little bit taller than Battat's door, buttttt.... he's now as tall as his door while sitting down. Whoops indeed. She's sitting curled up, touching her antennae with one hand, smiling goofily.*)
I'll stop doing that, then. You seemed a little tense, anyhow.
(*Tenna sobers a bit at the end there. He's still giddy, of course.*)
No, no darling, it was me. I sort of, uh, forget about the growing thing sometimes. It'll just happen when I'm happy or emotional with- well, you know. Without control.
(*He brushes her skirt off.*)
I'm fine! Relatively, any how. Just the normal wire pain.
Yes, there's this strange shooting pain through them? It used to be more manageable, but I do sort of need that little cane, now. I think you've certainly seen Candy already, but I don't know that I ever properly introduced you!
*Battat isnât sure what to do, eventually reaching out and just⊠grabbing the wrist strap. He glances between Tenna and the cane, his sights eventually landing on Tenna, searching for approval.*
[It feels like someone shakes your hand. You can feel the limb moving up and down]
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Hmm! You're pleasantly corporeal! Nice to officially meetcha, kid. Coffee's on the pot if you want some.
Don't take too much though, please, I've got a shoot in 20 and I need to cram. Which perhaps I shouldn't do with coffee, but I think my wires can handle it today.
