[I’m sad i didn’t draw this when My J and @ne0nj first met]
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[I’m sad i didn’t draw this when My J and @ne0nj first met]
Sickly Slumber Party
@ne0nj @1nvader-z1melu @i0i0rin @haymmerr @cool--blew
Eloni was the first to come into the room. On his face was a tight lipped, slightly screwed frown of concentration, as opposed to the rather dopey and unsure grin he normally had.
He gave a small knock before he entered, but proceeded to not wait for permission to enter as he came into the room with 3 rolled up blankets under one arm, and 4 pillows (still in their plastic) under his arms.
"Hi dad!" He said before unceremoniously dumping the contents of his arms in the ground. "... Okay... Uh. One of them should be at the foot of the bed, uh..." Eloni looked back. "Someone with hands? Could you please help with the pillows?"
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Send 🌛to find my muse up late at night
J was finding comfort in the company of lights and sounds of the district his boys are the charter for. him and his boys tried their best to produce enough power all the people there. J worked hard to try and keep the area maintained and interesting for the busy and sometimes weary people of Vinyl city. It was his job, his duty, but one he loved and did with pride.
As he wandered about he found a form all too familiar... since well.. it was like his own.
“Ah, hello again. Found yourself in my neck of the universes I see. Couldn’t sleep either?”
Sicky slumber party
Alright guys. I got tbehe red boxes, and the blankets and a few of those pillow things.
Who is up for hanging around band madenger while he's sleepy and sickly?
Omw back to the limo.
@i0i0rin @cool--blew @haymmerr @1nvader-z1melu
im so sorry about what that one anon did, and im not gonna let them do anything else to you
Eloni stands from the tub and wipes off his "shirt" hull with his hands. "Don't worry. I doubt they knew that would happen... And to be fair, it was fun... Before..."
But things are different now.
Eloni feels a sudden pang in his chest. A pang of pain- something he shouldn't be feeling.
Logically he knows he cannot be experiencing these emotions, but... They are there.
"Dad uh... Freaked out."
"I saw that you made eggs earlier and I wanted to apologize for being unable to eat them. I can't eat things with milk in them.."
"Oh! No prob... Wait milk?" Eloni asked.
Truth be told, Eloni was cooking not because he was cooking for someone in particular. He just wanted to practice. There was more than likely someone at NSR tower who would happily take the green droids egg-and toast, but if not?
Well, it wasn't smart to waste food, but that's why he made a piece of toast. A single egg... Besides: it would simply go bad if he didn't do anything with it.
"There was no milk in it, dad."
"What's going on??"
AH THERE HE WAS.
Eloni let out a small yelp and fell backwards behind the counter, hungry as can be as he continued to nom his egg on toast.
The toast, coated in yolk, essentially acted as a sponge for the rest of the egg and it was...
"Ohmygosh.... It is amazing! Dad! Eggs!" Eloni stood up, forgetting for a moment what had happened.
He stood there for a moment, then looked to purl.
"I uh. I reached singularity?"
3 more asks guys
I made my dad!!! Really!!! Upset!!!
Come on! Ask away. Anything! I don't care if I get to eat or not!