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Give me doodle ideas for my ocssssssss

I wanna try out my new brush

Maybe sacrifice your oc to be tested with styles

theteabirb

if it’s not too late, could I interest you in a prank?

(Their facial expressions are always a tad bit off, and the expressions can be so chaotic I haven’t even finished that reference sheet lol)

Bam

OMG IT'S MY LIL CHAOS GREMLIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA/POS /POS I HAVE NO WORDS EEEEEEE EVERYONE LOOK

#other side of the mirror

((OH MY MIGHTY MIGHTY BEANS-

THIS IS FREAKING ADORABLE AUHHHH!!!!!!

/VPOS /COMP

Give me doodle ideas for my ocssssssss

I wanna try out my new brush

Maybe sacrifice your oc to be tested with styles

fields-of-forgetmenots

Ahh ha ha

Bunny

#OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR #so I mean this in the best way possible #and I mean this is a genuine compliment I absolutely love this-#but they look like just a slightly knock off plush version of Bistre 🥹🥹#I WILL DEFINITELY BE KEEPING THE STYLIZATION OF MY BACK POCKET THOUGH #I MIGHT TAKE SOME INSPO FROM THIS ACTUALLY

HOLY SHUCKING SHIT!!!!

THIS IS SO DAMN COOL LOOKING OH MY LORD-

SO BEING SO SMALL, I WANT TO SHOVE THIS STYLIZATION OF THEM IN MY POCKET!!!

Also oooooo 👀 love the take on the back / flower, AND THE MORE MONEY LIKE BILL DEFINITELY FITS THEM GEHE

The blue tie is fucking a-dork-able as well!! So fluffyyyyy AHHHG!!!!!

the-void-ship

((I NEEED to send Bistre down to Widow at some point bro 👀

((The void ship is so fascinating and I would love to explore it in char gehe

((, Speaking of I plan to send Banana back here at some point gehe

((Also, wanna explore a lot more with Bistre's biology here since Widow could probably do a lot more then Dr w 💔💔🥹😭 /lh

- Bistre's mod

FOR SURE, widow is a imp herself and deals with many times of imps. And also has far more advanced technology at her disposal so she’s definitely a better medic than Dr.w

And shes a mother figure so she’s already a million times better XD and would actually comfort bistre

#other side of the mirror

((YESSS!!! EHEHE! : 'Dc

((I think Widow would be Bistre's first ever experience with a genuinely nice imp- like hooollyyy, it would be like the first break moment for Bistre's mindset/internal world dawg-

((OOOUHG GEHE

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

HOW YOU POSSIBLY DO THAT? THEY'RE EVERYWHERE, THEY'RE IN THE FOREST THEY'RE IN THE WALLS THEY'RE IN THE VENT- ITS NOT SAFE- IT-ITS-- ....... IT'S THEIR GOD DAMN PLAYGROUND HERE APPARENTLY-- SO MANY..... ALL OUT- ALL OUT TO GET ME!!

You're forgetting that even though I don't exactly like using magic... I still have magic and can use it... it can a bit wonky sometimes... I can try to teleport attackers away, shrink them, scare them off... I can even show you a defensive trick Prank taught me, it's their favorite defensive move and a lot easier to do than all the other things.

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

(there's nothing visibly there, but when putting your hand out, what you would feel is something absolutely textureless, but smooth. nothing to grip on or chip at, it's as if there wasn't anything there to feel. it was just a barrier, something you can't move past, like it was the air frozen in time and space)

You see... we can't exactly kill anyone directly with magic, so we have to get creative... if we have to kill with magic, we have to do it indirectly... so we mostly stick to defensive things. Prank thought this up when one hunting party was attacked by some bears, and it's been their favorite defensive move ever since... It's also the easiest, it takes a lot less magic to do than a lot of other things.

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

(azalea drops the air wall)

hey, they'll be okay... they're just getting their body... we should probably unblock the door so they can get in...

(they're using their most calming voice)

oh dear... what did you do today sunshine...

. . .

I CAN GO GET THEM

*they immediately pushed pass the wall as it goes down, heading for the door before freezing, mid-grabbing handle*

*thiey look back at the egg for a moment, and get such a horrible doubting anxiety it forces them to let you go with the handle like it was burning-*

GO GET THEM, NOW.

*they instantly walk up to whoever Azalea's voice is, poofing up and looking as big as they possibly can- your voice is about the same as the one they usually Chartreuse whenever they first showed up*

ok... it's going to-

EUGH WHAT IS THIS, COLD COLD COLD AND WET EUGH

CLUNK

Sigh... well... they aren't too far away... oh dear... how did they get there so quickly...?

*Their hand goes quiet and side of their body as they instantly move to the door- their steps loud and thumping. They move quickly, but messily are they limping-?*

*They now stand in front of the door, up on their very tippies- ears perked up so high that they nearly graze the ceiling, ticking their inner ears the icy touch of a metal light fixture*

*They stare at the door completely dead-eyed and focused-. It looks almost concerningly zoned in- why do they care so damn much about a bean they barely met a week ago?*

(The door opens, pranks feet (which had been resting against the door) fall to the ground. They look tired, mildly pissed and slightly damp. That's what they get for standing right over where the mist gets pushed out)

Why the fuck does the hallway spray me with smelly cold mist.

(They sound like they're mad at the hallway. They look up at Bistre)

Hiiiiiii

Wow, they look taller than usual with their ears all pointed up like that! What the fuck happened to their hand!? Wait why are there bandages near their neck? Did plague doctor sneak something in during the surgery!?

What happened to you- are you okay?

(They sound concerned now. Still tired.)

*don't react to pranks words, rather as soon as they see even a flash of purple they're already bent down with lightning speed, and picking Prank up by the sides- basically the bean equivalent of being picked up under the arms*

*they quickly hop across the room, their footsteps are loud and the distance you can hear something last fall- and they don't give a crap though- They just need to make sure Prank is safe*

*they quietly and gently set pranking down in the bed-..? It looks more like a nest- thing that they have made, and the far off corner of the room. It's comfy to sit in, well pattern and actually incredibly warm, but that's not quite enough, they were after two blankets around Prank, one on the back and one on their front; Bistre Texas so the only thing left visible is their head*

*they anxiously, and with clear hesitant, then stride over to the medical bed where this strange big, Brown Pearl sets nestled in blankets- .... It's also want a pillow, which Bistre needs.....*

*They quickly snatched the blankets underneath the pearl, picking it up like a sack, and holding it far away from their body with the shiver, before gently picking up the pillow, bringing it back to the bed, setting it behind Prank.*

*they then immediately set the pearl on the very very far side of the bed, the farthest it can be from Prank. By the way they glare at it, they didn't mean to do that-*

*they sit down besides Prank, but outside the bed-*

What's wrong-? What happened to you? You look exhausted hell sickly-

*they gently attempt to tell Pranks temperature, by pressing their hands to their forehead, right above the visor*

EEP!

(they almost cheep at being picked up, they sound like a startled bird)

- oh... oh sunny...

(azalea sounds like they're smiling, a bit concerned, but also like they just realized something big)

(prank just sort of stays there quietly until Bistre asks them stuff. they look like they've completely bluescreened the entire time)

uhhhh

(oh god's they don't want to vent right now. besides the whole "ship of imposters" thing would be bad for helping Bistre accept that imps are fucking sentient)

...just had to save some people from dying, kinda exhausted myself... then I got startled by the smelly mist in the hallway, I'll be fine, I always am! just need a rest and I'll be just fine! please don't notice please don't be able to tell that I'm not doing super great right now I can't tell them what happened, what the fuck happened to Bistre- they look like they wen't through a lot too!- but what happened to you? who attacked you? the door looks like it's cosplaying a ruin, and you look like you got in a fight with a stabby fox. wait, why isn't your hand bandaged? those cuts are deep!

(they sounded like they really needed water, kinda taken off guard, a bit hungry... yeah and they looked like a wet baby bird. it looked like they were about to summon something, before just pulling a paper and pencil out of their backpack)

- Prank... how much magic did you use out there...?

(azalea sounds like they're trying to hide concern. they also sound like they're right next to prank)

*they quietly listen, nodding along- but also squinting suspiciously, before ending off with a deep, and concerned frown*

Birdy...-

*they pauses they raise their hands up, before just pinching the underneath of their visor- a little frustrated? Disappointed? It's hard to tell, but they're still worried*

Lay down, I'll get you some water, after that I need you to take a nap and I'll go get you some food- alright?

*they quietly push Prank down, tucking the pillow underneath their head before standing up and taking a half empty mountain dew bottle out of their backpack, they walk up to one the sinks, and seeing it and rinsing it out rigorously before filling it with fresh, ice cold water-*

*they set it down besides prank, before walking to one of the farthest cabinets, grabbing some bandages and bandaging their hand, and heading for the door before pausing-*

And Birdy- you don't got to worry about me hah- this is like a normal day for me honestly, I work in the - ahem ARMY. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT? HA-

*they then promptly pat their side, immediately realizing they don't have their gun, and quietly grab it away from the middle of the floor- ... They silently start checking the chamber, while absent-mindedly heading for the door again*

(they just bluescreen again when they're pushed down with the pillow and stuff. damn it they're tired. the moment the water is next to them they just guzzle it down)

saying "don't worry about me" isn't going to magically make me stop worrying

sunny-

(prank sounds eepy. they burrow deeper into the blankets and push their headphones over their... ears? hearing things? as if to try to muffle azalea's voice)

and onli... I'll listen to your lecture about my magic use later.

(if you look at them in the blanket nest, they look all poofy like a downy bird. still a bit damp tho)

#WORM CALLBACK #ooo #AND AWWWW DUDE THATS A-DORK-ABLE /VPOS

*.... They sigh, like a parent after telling their kid the boogie man isn't real*

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO. . . SLEEP WELL, BIRDY

*They quietly walk out of the room entirely- offfff to the cafeteria babay!!!*

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

(azalea drops the air wall)

hey, they'll be okay... they're just getting their body... we should probably unblock the door so they can get in...

(they're using their most calming voice)

oh dear... what did you do today sunshine...

. . .

I CAN GO GET THEM

*they immediately pushed pass the wall as it goes down, heading for the door before freezing, mid-grabbing handle*

*thiey look back at the egg for a moment, and get such a horrible doubting anxiety it forces them to let you go with the handle like it was burning-*

GO GET THEM, NOW.

ok... it's going to-

EUGH WHAT IS THIS, COLD COLD COLD AND WET EUGH

CLUNK

Sigh... well... they aren't too far away... oh dear... how did they get there so quickly...?

*Their hand goes quiet and side of their body as they instantly move to the door- their steps loud and thumping. They move quickly, but messily are they limping-?*

*They now stand in front of the door, up on their very tippies- ears perked up so high that they nearly graze the ceiling, ticking their inner ears the icy touch of a metal light fixture*

*They stare at the door completely dead-eyed and focused-. It looks almost concerningly zoned in- why do they care so damn much about a bean they barely met a week ago?*

Why the fuck does the hallway spray me with smelly cold mist.

(They sound like they're mad at the hallway. They look up at Bistre)

Hiiiiiii

What happened to you- are you okay?

(They sound concerned now. Still tired.)

*they quickly hop across the room, their footsteps are loud and the distance you can hear something last fall- and they don't give a crap though- They just need to make sure Prank is safe*

*they anxiously, and with clear hesitant, then stride over to the medical bed where this strange big, Brown Pearl sets nestled in blankets- .... It's also want a pillow, which Bistre needs.....*

*they then immediately set the pearl on the very very far side of the bed, the farthest it can be from Prank. By the way they glare at it, they didn't mean to do that-*

*they sit down besides Prank, but outside the bed-*

What's wrong-? What happened to you? You look exhausted hell sickly-

*they gently attempt to tell Pranks temperature, by pressing their hands to their forehead, right above the visor*

EEP!

(they almost cheep at being picked up, they sound like a startled bird)

- oh... oh sunny...

(azalea sounds like they're smiling, a bit concerned, but also like they just realized something big)

(prank just sort of stays there quietly until Bistre asks them stuff. they look like they've completely bluescreened the entire time)

uhhhh

(oh god's they don't want to vent right now. besides the whole "ship of imposters" thing would be bad for helping Bistre accept that imps are fucking sentient)

- Prank... how much magic did you use out there...?

(azalea sounds like they're trying to hide concern. they also sound like they're right next to prank)

#WORM CALLBACK #When you lock the fuck in actually -Bistre rn #/silly /hj #ALSO #GEHAHAHA 🥹#oml Rose is about to have the worst week of their live 😭 /silly /lh #AND GHEHEHE

*they quietly listen, nodding along- but also squinting suspiciously, before ending off with a deep, and concerned frown*

Birdy...-

*they pauses they raise their hands up, before just pinching the underneath of their visor- a little frustrated? Disappointed? It's hard to tell, but they're still worried*

Lay down, I'll get you some water, after that I need you to take a nap and I'll go get you some food- alright?

*they set it down besides prank, before walking to one of the farthest cabinets, grabbing some bandages and bandaging their hand, and heading for the door before pausing-*

And Birdy- you don't got to worry about me hah- this is like a normal day for me honestly, I work in the - ahem ARMY. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT? HA-

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

(azalea drops the air wall)

hey, they'll be okay... they're just getting their body... we should probably unblock the door so they can get in...

(they're using their most calming voice)

oh dear... what did you do today sunshine...

. . .

I CAN GO GET THEM

*they immediately pushed pass the wall as it goes down, heading for the door before freezing, mid-grabbing handle*

*thiey look back at the egg for a moment, and get such a horrible doubting anxiety it forces them to let you go with the handle like it was burning-*

GO GET THEM, NOW.

ok... it's going to-

EUGH WHAT IS THIS, COLD COLD COLD AND WET EUGH

CLUNK

Sigh... well... they aren't too far away... oh dear... how did they get there so quickly...?

*Their hand goes quiet and side of their body as they instantly move to the door- their steps loud and thumping. They move quickly, but messily are they limping-?*

*They now stand in front of the door, up on their very tippies- ears perked up so high that they nearly graze the ceiling, ticking their inner ears the icy touch of a metal light fixture*

*They stare at the door completely dead-eyed and focused-. It looks almost concerningly zoned in- why do they care so damn much about a bean they barely met a week ago?*

Why the fuck does the hallway spray me with smelly cold mist.

(They sound like they're mad at the hallway. They look up at Bistre)

Hiiiiiii

What happened to you- are you okay?

(They sound concerned now. Still tired.)

#parental mode so locked in that they end up moving the egg #WORM CALLBACK

*they quickly hop across the room, their footsteps are loud and the distance you can hear something last fall- and they don't give a crap though- They just need to make sure Prank is safe*

*they anxiously, and with clear hesitant, then stride over to the medical bed where this strange big, Brown Pearl sets nestled in blankets- .... It's also want a pillow, which Bistre needs.....*

*they then immediately set the pearl on the very very far side of the bed, the farthest it can be from Prank. By the way they glare at it, they didn't mean to do that-*

*they sit down besides Prank, but outside the bed-*

What's wrong-? What happened to you? You look exhausted hell sickly-

*they gently attempt to tell Pranks temperature, by pressing their hands to their forehead, right above the visor*

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

(azalea drops the air wall)

hey, they'll be okay... they're just getting their body... we should probably unblock the door so they can get in...

(they're using their most calming voice)

oh dear... what did you do today sunshine...

. . .

I CAN GO GET THEM

*they immediately pushed pass the wall as it goes down, heading for the door before freezing, mid-grabbing handle*

*thiey look back at the egg for a moment, and get such a horrible doubting anxiety it forces them to let you go with the handle like it was burning-*

GO GET THEM, NOW.

ok... it's going to-

EUGH WHAT IS THIS, COLD COLD COLD AND WET EUGH

CLUNK

Sigh... well... they aren't too far away... oh dear... how did they get there so quickly...?

#WORM CALLBACK #Bistre is parascoping here gehehe

*Their hand goes quiet and side of their body as they instantly move to the door- their steps loud and thumping. They move quickly, but messily are they limping-?*

*They now stand in front of the door, up on their very tippies- ears perked up so high that they nearly graze the ceiling, ticking their inner ears the icy touch of a metal light fixture*

*They stare at the door completely dead-eyed and focused-. It looks almost concerningly zoned in- why do they care so damn much about a bean they barely met a week ago?*

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

(azalea drops the air wall)

hey, they'll be okay... they're just getting their body... we should probably unblock the door so they can get in...

(they're using their most calming voice)

oh dear... what did you do today sunshine...

. . .

I CAN GO GET THEM

*they immediately pushed pass the wall as it goes down, heading for the door before freezing, mid-grabbing handle*

*thiey look back at the egg for a moment, and get such a horrible doubting anxiety it forces them to let you go with the handle like it was burning-*

GO GET THEM, NOW.

#WORM CALLBACK

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

Prank... how much magic did you use...

(azalea sounds concerned, but like a concerned partner instead of a parent. also like they were about to go into a small lecture about safety and such)

Just- really bad day... and not too much magic... just- I'll be back here in my body in a minute

(and they were gone. they sounded like they were going to collapse. they really had had a bad day)

wait-! sigh

(they speak to the now prankless room)

how are you going to get here that quickly when getting in your body leaves you dizzy for ten minutes...

#Bistre getting broody over Prank 👀#WORM CALLBACK

*They sniffled, leaning in with an increasingly concerned expression*

Birdy ...? What.... I- . .

*Their voice is every so slightly breaking, sad- worn out from crying and screaming probably*

..... I- BIRDY? BIRD- BIRDY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO????

BIRDY-

*Their fur slowly poofed up- becoming so bristled that you could see the skin pepping through in tiny holes-*

*They started immediately repeating Prank's nickname-, scratching and rapidly walking along the air wall- panicked, angry?? Concerned most definitely*

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

It's really interesting how it works... its- well, it's not frozen, more like I just had to stop the air particles from moving, it's actually really-

(azalea was cut off by prank's entrance, their voice sounded uncharacteristically flat, and a bit spooked)

Hey azalea how's everything-

...

what the fuck happened while I was gone???

(They sound switched from flat to deflated. done, worried? like they were tired and just wanted the day to be done already. they sounded like they needed a hug and a nap)

HM. .. ... INTERESTING-

*they instantly stood straight, and pushed against the wall, towards Prank's voice*

BIRDY- Birdy?? Are you all right? What happened- what's wrong??

*The voice wins like an instant switch, soft like smooth wood, but cushioned nonetheless*

#WORM CALLBACK #YAYYY!!

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

#WORM CALLBACK #YAAAAYYY!!!

*They instantly froze up, going on their tippy toes as their fur poofs up like a plush-*

OH-..... ouh- OH? ......

*They push their hands onto it, before fully leaning on it like a bed- using it for stability*

WELL THIS IS.... NEW-

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

yeah, I can do it to anyone really... hang on, just a second...

(theres a sound near one of the beds, but far enough away to not startle them)

come over here for a second, and just... try to walk to where you hear my voice. but please do it slowly- it's like an invisible wall.

#WORM CALLBACK #PRANK!!!!#IS PRANK BACK?

*they perked up towards the sound- surprisingly enough, they followed Azalea's command, slowly standing up, and was shaky legs, stepped out of the bed-*

.... OKAY.

*they slowly listened, now fiddling with the deep'ish scratches on the back of her hand, slowly following Azalea's voice*

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

HOW???..

*they seem to listen intently, I just tilting slightly off their hands loosen on the bed, but still tear it up-*

You can- DO THAT- AH-against those things?

#WORM CALLBACK

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)

*......*

*they don't react to the hand comment-*

THOSE IMPS-- THE- THE THE-- THEY WANT AMONGODMNIT REVENGE-- F-FOR EVERY LIFE I-- I-- IM GOING TO DIE

hey... I won't let them get you, okay...? they aren't going to get you. You're in a closed off room, and I'm not letting anyone else in, I won't let them kill you, you aren't going to die...

mods dammit prank should have told me more info! I don't even know what this breakdown is exactly about... they have trauma from imps obviously... the lives they took... their job must...- oh...

#not necessarily ☝️#crows can remember your face and Target you for years on end!#so very well no #if you do something wrong to them once #they will and can make your life a living hell #so no imps are still just very very incredibly dangerous crows #ones that are probably out to get their head-#WORM CALLBACK #the “for every life” line references how many crewmates they failed&#kkv ejecting them wrongfully #or letting them get exposed to ore+ (and getting infected)

HOW???..

Hey Bistre... deep breath, you're not going to die, I promise

@prank-anon

*they screech, and immediately scratch at the air wherever Azalea's voice is coming from- .... They freeze, immediately regretting it and pull the hand back, now scratching it rather than them*

YOU- YOU CAN'T GUARANTEE- YOU CAN'T YOU CAN'T-- IM FUCKING-- I'M SURROUNDED BY GOD DAMN-- I'M ABOUT TO GET WHAT'S BEEN COMING FOR ME FOR YEARS- YEARS

(Azalea doesn't even move at the scratch)

Oh dear... Please don't scratch your hand... you're going to hurt it...

(They carefully move a small bit closer)

And what do you mean "you're going to get what's been coming for you"...?

(Their using that voice parents use to soothe scared children)