Feb 10, 2025
you guys mentioned having childhood accessories may I see some of em?
"Oh, you've got to see this childhood photo I've got."
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you guys mentioned having childhood accessories may I see some of em?
"Oh, you've got to see this childhood photo I've got."
This...
is Binbus. And he's about to begin another wonderful day of being Binbus.
But first,
they need an accessory. One that says something about him. One that everyone will know them by. One that defines his very being.
But which one?
The hair bow!
The bow tie!
The propeller hat!
The party hat!
The friendship bracelet!
The necklace!
The bag!
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Binbus slips on their propeller hat and their friendship bracelet. Today's going to be a good day!
But what should Binbus do?
Water the flowers!
Chat with Blombo. She's his neighbor, and it's only polite.
Go to the lake, it's the most calming spot in town.
Go to the graveyard. It's been a while since he's visited.
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“Heyyyyy, Bleepo.”
“So the book’s kinda gone, and since you've been working with us on this… thing, I was wondering if you knew anything?”
“The book's gone? What happened?”
“That's what we're trying to—”
“Someone stole it.”
“We don't know that.”
“...You don't.”
Binbus falters, takes a step back.
“What aren't you telling me?”
“It's nothing. We have to go ask Furlo now.”
“Wait, can I join you?”
“...fine.”
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As Blombo and Binbus arrive at Tibbo's house, she closes the door. "Why hello, hello! I'm sure you're wondering why I've gathered you all here today."
"We are wondering, actually—"
"Great! Well, you see, my dear friends, there is something strange in this town. Stranger even than Grilbo."
Tibbo steps closer, grinning.
"And I want you two to help me investigate."
Blombo looks to Binbus for support. "Investigate how?"
"'Investigate how?' You may be asking. For starters, there's something glowing in the tree in Talewave Park, and I know for a fact that none of us put it there. Thing's too tall."
"Wait. Are you saying you want us to climb it? Isn’t that dangerous?"
"Oh please. When has anyone here ever gotten hurt? Plus, Blombo's a doctor. You'll be fine. So, what do you say?"
Of course!
No. Too risky, sorry.
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“Binbus!”
“Binbus, I am so sorry to annoy you this early but it's really important and I don't know who else to come to and I really trust you and I just felt like I had to talk to you—”
“What's up?”
“The book's gone.
“What.”
“I don't know who would've stolen it but it has to be stolen because I don't MISPLACE things Binbus, that's not who I am.”
“You just woke up and it was gone? And you think it's stolen?”
“Yes. To both questions.”
“Well, I think we should ask…
Bleepo. For all I trust them, they do seem to dislike the book.
Furlo. It seems cagey, it's definitely hiding something.
Tibbo. She's… well she's Tibbo. You understand.
“Okay. It feels mean, but let's go.”
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“Grilbo, you've been at this for a while now.”
“Yeah. And I have found nothing.”
“...Take a break, maybe? You're just getting frustrated.”
“No! No, no, I can’t. I feel like I'm so close to finding something, you're all counting on me. I… I have to prove it's worth it.”
“Grilbo, it HAS been hours.”
“It'll just take longer if I stop.”
“You really should. You can't just burn yourself out, it's not-”
“Oh, like YOU ever take breaks? Hypocrite.”
“This isn't about me! You're always like this.”
“All I'm saying is that you have no right to ask anything of me when you're always pulling the exact same shit.”
…This is…CLEARLY something personal between them. Maybe he should leave.
Let's go. He needs a moment to himself, and he doesn't want to play mediator.
No, he shouldn't just leave like that. He's staying here until they've calmed.
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“When will you ever learn to take care of yourself?”
“...Why do you care so much? I have a job, and it's getting done.”
“Because I care about you, dumbass!”
Bleepo breathes heavily, like he didn't mean to say that. Or maybe, like he's been waiting for a long time to say it.
“How many years have we known each other now? For how long do I have to watch you just… throw parts of yourself away just because somebody asked you to do something?”
“Well, you keep asking me to do things. So let me do them.”
“...you're allowed to say no to me, y’know. Please learn how to say no to people.”
Okay they're calming down maybe. Which is great, because Binbus actually has no clue how to interpersonal relationship.
“...not to you. I can't say no to you.”
“...I'm not gonna keep arguing with you on this.”
“Okay. You're probably right, but I am going to, uh, get back to work.”
“...”
“...”
…
“OH MY GOD do NOT tell me it was that easy the WHOLE TIME.”
“Wait, what is it?”
“How did I not see this oh my god.”
Grilbo flaps his paws up and down excitedly.
“Okay, okay. Look. The symbols here, they actually seem to line up one to one to the Crittish on the translation the humans gave. I don't know how THE FUCK I didn't realize earlier, probably because of how… seperated this language seems.”
“Does that mean we can translate the other pages?”
Whatever this notebook says, it has to be important.
“I don't think that's a good idea.”
Bleepo speaks with a strange energy. It freaks you out.
“What? Bleep, you were all for it a minute ago.”
“Doesn't this stuff freak you out? If something knows us, if something’s stalking us, why would you want to know what it thinks?”
“Because I'm a nosy little rascal? Obviously.”
“All I'm saying is that this could be dangerous.”
“Knowing what it says won't hurt us, right?”
“It shouldn't. If it says anything, I want to know.”
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