#digital-d3cay

[gloss-d0ll]

hands you a kitten and scurries away

what. What is. Wh. Oh!!!

(She's surprised but concerned)

I can't. I can't take care of this I can't. See. Um. Decay?? Decay???

[gloss-d0ll]

rapidly chases after you on all fours while barking and growling

... What's that noi-

(She turns around, only to hear rapid footsteps from something coming to chase her and an awful barking and snarling. Naturally, she starts running and screaming, knowing she can't shoot that thing.)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

DECAY! DECAY, HELP!

[gloss-d0ll]

(There's no sign of Decay anywhere inside. The door is cracked open, and there are extremely faint noises outside)

@digital--d3cay

(Gloss had been out and about for a bit, taking care of some favors she owed and running some general errands. She'd left Decay in their lonesome, as per usual. Though, usually, she'd see it busying itself with some chore or getting some rest. This time, with Decay nowhere to be found, hints of the incident with that Drac that one time began to ring in her head and she quickly grew to be panicked. She sets down her things and heads outside, listening for the direction of the noise and trying to figure out where Decay could have gone in her absence.)

.. Decay? Decay?? Decay, where are you?

(She calls over the dunes, sounding worried as all hell.)

[gloss-d0ll]

(The door rattles a bit before Decay finally gets it open. There was the sound of raygun shortly before, and it's apparent now what happened. There's a decent sized hole completely through its stomach, exposing some of its wires and parts. Luckily it didn't seem to hit anything important. It stares for a second before saying something)

There's someone outside, and they are not very happy. Or nice.

(It stands there for a moment before shutting down and hitting the floor with a loud metallic thud)

@digital--d3cay

(She stares for a moment in confused, surprised silence before grabbing her ray gun from her purse by the door and poking her head outside. Just as the drac turns to face her, she shoots it straight through the forehead, and it falls backward before thudding in the dust. She holsters her ray gun with a huff, mumbling angrily as she stoops down and drags decay inside just enough for her to close the door. She manages to get Decay on the couch before hurrying her way to the cabinet, trying to find some things to patch them up with.)

Fuckin' dracs, bastards..

[gloss-d0ll]

Gloss? … You okay?

(It taps her shoulder, getting shocked. They flinch back, its face plates flinging open up in surprise for a second)

… ow…

-👾

(She flinches with the shock, but otherwise stays completely unconscious. It's eerily quiet for a moment before some very faint clicking and whirring begins to emanate from her.)