…. Trick?
“…What do y’want..?”
The coyote scowls, snarling in pain as a loose screw digs into his bleeding thigh.
“FUCK- damned thing-“
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…. Trick?
“…What do y’want..?”
The coyote scowls, snarling in pain as a loose screw digs into his bleeding thigh.
“FUCK- damned thing-“
Hmm...you are certainly messing with a lot of things that you shouldn't.
Do you perhaps need any help?
:) *a familiar voice but with an echo asks*
"I'm not in the mood for a lecture, thank ya very much."
Trick groans, another spike of pain shooting through his head.
"...Care to...elaborate a bit?"
TRICK OR TREAT!
@askuntwistedeclipse
"Oh! 'Clipse, Gourdy! Trick-or-treatin', huh?"
Trick chuckles, his tail wagging as he turns to rummage through a drawer.
"Well, you've got the Trick...now, lemme see if I can get ya a treat- here we go!"
The coyote Toon pulls out a chocolate bar, dropping it into Gourdy's bucket. Y'know, he doesn't share his chocolate often. Halloween must be a special case.
"Eclipse, you want anythin'? I think I've got a few more bars..."
What is that?
“An experiment.”
Trick grabs one of the Ichor canisters from off his desk, gingerly popping it open and slowly feeding it into the mass, watching it pulsate and grow.
“Been needin’ some help around the lab recently, and it ain’t like any of the Toons out there’d fit the role. Too nosy, too…never mind." "So! I’m makin’ do with what I’ve got!”
That being…Ichor and machine parts?
“Bingo!”
Do you know that there's a toon in the vents.
I overheard that they used to be human.
"...Y'mean Yatta? She likes to spend time up there for some reason, really got no clue why. The types o' rumors folks spread 'round this place, I swear...really shouldn't believe everything ya hear, y'know."
Tell me when you know where to find All the love we left behind It's a long way back Tell me when you know it's too late 'Cause the Devil got away And the line has gone flat - You Can Do Better, Blacklite District
intended to be post-shutdown //
An unfamiliar moth toon wanders around the place, looking around curiously, albeit, seeming rather lost. Seems like while he'd like to say hello, he isn't sure if he'd be bothering anyone in doing so...
-- @lost-media-moth
V2's head swivels to look Keel up and down as they search her database for any information on this unfamiliar Toon, only to find...nothing. Files on a pair of similar Toons, yes, but not even a mention of a moth. Odd.
"Hello. Who are you?"
HIIIII! ~Jester Anon
"...Heya? Why are there so many people here today-?"
Trick is quite confused right now. Not many people voluntarily interact with him, not these days, and especially not this many after each other.