#mount-ebott-population-one

[the-mew-crew]

[@saguaropokevariants] The piebald Mew tilts her head a little. "I'm Calico, though I don't know the names of the others... Now that we're not strangers as much, may we have your name?"

"My name is Eel."

[corruptedflora]

(Ebott) Howdy, SOULs! Mind if little old me takes some of you?

* (If You Think You're gonna Take Us, You've got Another Thing Coming, You Sonovabitch. Get! )

* (We're Done being Used for Now.)

* (The Chance to be Live Again has Come and We're Taking Advantage of it.)

[flourishingbatter]

Golly, it's been a long while, hasn't it? Little old me thought I'd never see your face again!

"Oh. Hey."

"I...Well I guess it's the thought that counts. But yeah, you do have a point, it's been a while."

[persona-hell]

(Ebott) The square root of 8 is 2.82842712475.

[ask-theprinceinthedark]

(Ebott) So what do you do all day as a prince? What are you even the prince of?

"I'm the prince of this certain Dark World. All day, I tend to make sure everything is in order and proceed with certain duties I given myself. It's good to keep yourself busy."

[dreeming-royalty]

@mount-ebott-population-one liked for a starter!

With one exception, living flowers were something Butterscotch was absolutely terrified by. His memories as one fueled his fear and hate of them, and the sight of one alone was enough to cause him distress. And the one he saw now was not the exception to that.

As soon as he had caught sight of them, he had frozen up. His cheerful expression had morphed - ever so slightly - to one of terror, and he stood there, staring. He was able to hide his emotions, for the most part, but there were clearly cracks in his act, and he had no doubts they’d be able to see it. He just hoped that they weren’t as terrible as he feared...

[silver-emporium]

Ooh! This place looks like it's got some interesting items!

[emotion-liar]

“I want to make sure they’re healing.”