#bdubs mailbox

[bdubs-mailbox]

Someone’s standing at the side of your bed. It quickly becomes evident who woke you— he’s got a pretty distinctive figure, and the glowing red eye doesn’t leave much up for question.

Ey, man.

Rather quiet for someone who seems to want you awake.

You got a minute to spare for your nHo buddy?

@docs-mailbox

Bdubs grumbled something, shifting to bury himself further under the duvet. After a few moments he opened an eye, then realised who had woken him.

“Doc?” He mumbled, letters all slurring together. “Doc!” the next time he sounded more awake, shoving himself up to sit. “Oh, yeah, yeah I got time, what’s up?” Bdubs yawned, pulling his moss tighter around himself. He didn’t bother to fix the rest of his clothing or hair, too much effort!!

[gtwscars-mailbox]

“SCAR! Scar, scar. Have you heard about the terrible, terrible things Joel has done to me.”

- @bdubs-mailbox

What!? Okay okay, it'll be alright! What happened Bdubs? What did Joel do?

[bdubs-mailbox]

Have you considered you and Joel both ditching Etho and instead getting hate married. I think you should consider this option

“Excuse me?! I could never ditch Etho! @joels-mailbox you hearin’ this?”

[bdubs-mailbox]

@mumbos-mailbox

continuation.

“Well, we ought to run straight over there then. Or fly- wait, nevermind.”

[I know except what I’m doing.]

[bdubs-mailbox]

continuation w @rendogs-mailbox and @mumbos-mailbox

[I kick out my legs, flap my wings, everything! My abdomen is flashing like crazy.]

“PUT, ME, DOWN! Let me at him!!!”

[bdubs-mailbox]

[ the whole permit thing is fun and all until you’ve been actually forced to do your job. he’s tired so excuse him for flopping onto the suspiciously still moss pile— he’s a bird, it’s what he does!— and promptly freaking out when it’s not as still as he thought. ]

OH!

bdubs! ohh— [ his feathers are all puffed up now as he clutches his chest. ] you scared me. i’m so sorry.

[The moss pile screamed, then proceeded to reach out for Grian. Bdubs’ head poked out, and he batted at the moss.]

“NO. BAD MOSS.”

[He scolded the moss, finally looking up at Grian and grinning.]

“Hiya G! ‘s all good, the moss likes you.”

[bdubs-mailbox]

[There was very few people on the server, aside from the odd chat message about Martyn murdering people again, it was all normal.]

[Bdubs was building, he was building his forest and it was calm, and it was peaceful, until it wasn’t. He’d forgotten his bed, way back at the base, and he was so lost in his building, that night descended quickly, too quickly.]

[Something shrieked above him, and he froze. He couldn’t even think to run. Flapping wings. Cutting through the air, swooping down to-]

[He threw himself at the floor, curling up in a ball and tugging the moss around him.]

[He swore, swore on everything there was that the shrieks just multiplied until he couldn’t think straight, until he trembled so violently he felt nauseous.]

[Bdubs waited.]

[Maybe he should go find Doc after- no. Nononono he couldn’t find Doc. Bdubs couldn’t find Doc because stupid Martyn Littlewood sent him away. Doc was in exile, and Bdubs felt wetness crawl down his cheeks.]

[He didn’t move. Didn’t move a muscle until he felt the moss begin to warm, it was day again. He dared to poke his head out and look upwards.]

[There was nothing there. No phantoms, nothing.]

[Bdubs burst into tears, and ducked back into the moss cloak.]

[bdubs-mailbox]

[he's feeling chaotic and bored]

[his mace is in his hands as he crouches on the tree above bdubs, slowly walking around, trying to get right above the man. he grins, and jumps down, mace aimed for the man's face]

[and he completely misses, hitting the ground face first. oof]

[he's just going to lay there, wings slightly stretched out, mace in hands. attack gone wrong-]

@skizzs-mailbox

[Bdubs shrieked, stepping away from his assaulter. The flowers bared their petals at Skizz.]

“SKIZZ!”

[He shouted, frowning.]

“What are you doing??”

[Bdubs leaned over the man, shaking his head in disappointment.]