“Yuck!!”
@a-dynamite-digger
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“Yuck!!”
@a-dynamite-digger
"I offer a delicious underground glowberry to you beast in hopes of a truce."
“A glowberry? JUST a glowberry? Don’t you have anything else in that dirt home of yours?”
-clap fusion icon- I drew a fusion and totally want to see your version!
It reeeally hates itself. And it doesn’t hesitate telling itself how much of an awful terrible creature it is! If it gets too self loathing, they immediately unfuse so the only time its kept fused is when its concentrating on breaking things or spending time with the people it loves (which isn’t a whole lot of people).
V unstable and v dangerous, doesn’t waste its time with other survivors, spends most of its time leveling the environment, destroying everything, and digging potholes that survivors often fall into.
Two ways to fix this silly feud! Now the two shorties just gotta fuse and be a snack for clopsy (I still love Westcott and Clopsy’s first fusion design)
Wes’ gross love for Westcott overshadow’s Clopsy’s rage but they still have their moments
Designs by @a-dynamite-digger and @silent-survivor respectively
-pokes head out of sinkhole- "We need to speak, beas- er... Clopsy."
“What.”
You hear that? The priest guy is disappointed in you, but he likes me!
New in Town
It was almost evening, Wren having just gotten back from a small bit of needed shopping. She was just about ready to open the door to her complex but blinked when a couple boxes passed by her through the open door, carriers holding them carefully. Wren looked behind her to see a small truck pulled at front then looked back again, walking inside.
Someone new? It seems so. She rubbed at her arm, feel a chill before she started to check her mail near the entrance, at times glancing to see if maybe she’d see the new mover. It was just a curiosity, that’s all. Another chill.
Consider this an apology for punching everyone in the feels two nights ago.
Based on this.