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honk! honk!
the goose pokes it head from the bushes, looking at the young girl who it remembers as the one who hurt it with that shiny metal thing. it no longer wants the shiny metal thing anymore (what shocking character development), but it is trying to get the girl’s attention to save her from the monster not too far away.
honk honk!
@ashes-of-omelas
honk honk honk!
from a dark corner, the goose runs out, honking in fear as it tries to find some safety away from the monsters that had found it. it has not been safe, it has not found anywhere to rest. the monsters aren’t like the dumb humans, they don’t seem fazed at all by the honks of a goose. they also don’t have anything to steal -- they only want to hurt the goose.
it runs into two people who also look scary (anything can be scary to a ruffled goose at trying times) but familiar, has it stolen something from them before?
it honks cutely (as cute as honks can get) -- honk... honk...
@dcilayton
from its hidey bush, it spots a scared man holding a candle and wandering through the city.
naturally... the goose hops out of the bush to try and steal the candle! even in the face of danger, even in a time of dire need where it should be helpful, the goose will be... a goose.
honk! HONK!
@gyuupyo
the goose runs along the destroyed streets, looking for safety, but seeing none.
but, what it does see is a little cow print, afro’ed toy on the floor. being the responsible (mostly klepto) goose it is... it picks up the toy in its beak. the toy is strange though. for one, it feels soft and alive. it’s also extremely sticky with a slight smell of farts--but the goose perseveres, for this toy would look dashing in its new hidey hole whenever it finds it.
@lxfemmerouge
the goose swims in the flooded streets, little legs kicking the water, gliding smoothly across the water. but... what’s this? how is a tall, red lady standing in this water? it doesn’t make sense to the goose who knows going into the water tends to make it safe from the chasing humans.
but... well, the strangeness of the situation doesn’t stop the goose from doing the things it loves -- stealing the lady’s hat! how convenient! and off it goes, swimming away!
@hermidetta
it’s raining cats and dogs... and goose. from the sky comes a panicking goose, honking and flapping desperately. it does not fly. it only falls.
but, fortunately for the non-flying avian, it lands in the arms of a soft, warm, comfortable figure. but, unfortunately for the goose, the creatures chasing it screeches from the skies, threatening to attack the goose and its savior.
it honks, furiously now, HONK! HONK! its neck crane towards the safety direction, hoping its bipedal, organic transportation vehicle (aka human) would understand and take both of them to safety!
just going to drop a little event background post about the goose’s own personal apocalypse. starters will be coming tomorrow!
a major storm has hit spirale. there’s crazy rain, lightning, and strong wings.
occasionally, the wind is strong enough to blow a tiny goose away.
some buildings have crumbled and broken down from the crazy storm.
the goose will probably either be stealing stuff or stealing your attention because it needs help
does anyone want a partner in crime who cannot help with anything in the event of an apocalypse? well, i guess it can make a good dinner.
give this starter call a like for a short, quick starter!
hosttrick:
Oh gods, oh no, he’s alive now which means he can’t even manipulate stuff to distract the goose–
The hoooonking of a teeeerrible goose. Nothing like it!
HONK! HONK!
it’s louder! it’s coming! and there’s nothing you can do about it.
HONK! HONK!
@moroniic
armed with only the best terminator stolen glasses (totally not horribly photoshopped in), the goose has heard rumors it must hunt down this thing known as wheatley and honk at it until it cries in a fetal position.
unfortunately, the goose does not know what a wheatley is, where can it find a wheatley, and why it should honk at wheatley until it cries in a fetal position.
so just to be safe, it’s honking at everything.
hosttrick:
“I definitely hear something now that everything else has gone quiet.”
is it honking in the distance?
because there’s a goose honking in the distance.
iramdie:
“ is it always this loud here? ”
there’s a lot of crashing noise. in fact, there’s a lot of crashing noise coming from house 126. and, amidst the crashing noise is a lot of loud, obnoxious honking.
oh, look! it’s only the goose warmly welcoming this new scaly hotter version of dio. well, only if the word welcoming includes “destroying a house” and “causing a splitting headache”. but, the goose did do some good! it dragged a nice rock to the middle of the house as a housewarming gift totally on purpose and not because of more mischievous intentions.
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from the depths of this dumb mun’s heart, bless you guys for your positive reception of my goose and the way i’ve been doing things.
🤗 - kitaro hugs goose
yet another symbol meme
🤗 hug my muse
now, the goose hates this physical affection. these hugs that are caused by love are something it detests, because it doesn’t understand love. it only understands hate.
so, the goose honks loudly and spreads its wings! honk! honk! it’s loud, it’s noisy, it putting up a ruckus–
but… it turns out, all of that is just a ruse. the clever little goose’s loud, noisy actions are all just a cover for its real intentions. its real dastardly plan to enact vengeance against the boy who dared hug it… is to steal his keys.
and the goose is off again! with kitaro’s keys! goodbye kitaro! hope you don’t plan on going home tonight!
📜 more headcanons! (i want to really know the inner machinations of this goose.)
I GOTCHU. i will one day write about the goose’s wee young days as a baby goose chasing ants. also i have headcanon memes i still need to respond to
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yet another symbol meme
🗨️ verbally praise my muse
the goose has done nothing to deserve this praise and, honestly, it doesn’t understand the boy’s praise because it doesn’t understand non-honks.
in fact, it stole the boy’s sock when he was praising it and it’s now running away.
how did it steal the boy’s sock (the very one he was wearing)? pure (beak) skills.
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mun feedback - closed !
at this rate, i honestly don’t know why ya’ll approve of this chaos goose so much, but bless u and thank u