1st digital reference of Mobugi
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1st digital reference of Mobugi
((Mobugi the Turtwig drawn with MS Paint for ask-koreanturtwig))
What is your favorite flower?
Hmm… Well, I hadn’t thought of such a thing much before you asked me. Strangely enough, even if I am a plant, I don’t pay much attention to our more stationary relatives…
Still, I have done the research, never fear little Turtwig. I scoured as far as I could to find the most attractive flower in my eyes, and behold!
Yes, calla lilies have caught my eye, specifically ones of the orange variety. I suppose with a flower such as this alongside my attire, I appear as if I’m dressed for a funeral, but no matter. In fact, I will bestow this one to you as a gift, fellow starter. May its bright color bring happiness to all who gaze upon it.
((I also apologise for being a bit inactive as of late, I’ve had multiple things keeping me a bit stressed, one of which being my recent birthday. I’ll still update when I can, and I may hold on to questions from time to time to keep a steady flow of work for myself on this blog. Don’t worry, I’ll still answer them all, so long as there are no duplicates.))
제일 좋아한 음식이 떡볶이입니다. (My favorite food is spicy rice cakes.)
화날대 얼굴을 만들습니다.
(I make faces when I am angry.)
얼만큼 derp야?
(How derp can you be?)
What is your favorite childhood memory?
I do have a few that I remember quite fondly… Actually, one begins in a place that I now know as my office. It wasn’t always my office, though…
It had belonged to a man… well, he was a rather nice man. He was a very good psychotherapist, and a man I look up to, even to this day. My… I feel strange saying trainer… My… dearest friend had certain issues she needed ironed out by a professional, and she was quite lucky to have this man on her side. I remember after a few sessions she’d bring me with her to see the man. He was a trainer as well. He had a few fire-type ‘mon he kept as friends more than anything. She and he got along quite well, as I did with his little “team”. For the sessions I remember, I had lots of fun. It was paradise… but all good things come to an end, hm? At least most of the time you can remember why it ended… I lack even that much.