#ramsie

[littleguypumpkinsheep]

My cowboy he is stupid and I love him dearly

[13outof12rp]

Me and @fourleggedsandwich / @glitch-trolls were talking about grubs and how ramsie would be only slightly larger than Pahani, but twice as scared of her. Bunnel hears her friend and comes to his rescue! Bonus:

Pahani is packing.

[13outof12rp]

Fanart for @glitch-trolls / @fourleggedsandwich We were talking about Helian and how much he loves sunflowers, and i brought up how Ramsie probably has an entire field of sunflowers! This would be post game or in the ultra doomed timeline for Ramsie so he is very tired and enjoys watching trolls enjoy his garden.

[13outof12rp]

Judgement time!

Ramsie has new facial expression now!

Send in your trolls or kids and this little fella will judge how much he wants to be their friend! (1 troll per reblog)

[13outof12rp]

Name: Ramsie Garden

Age: 8 sweeps (17 years old)

Gender: male/genderneutral

Blood: dark blue/indigo

Height: 5 foot 6 inches

Hobby/job: Gardening

Trolltag: morningGarden

QuirK: The quick brown fox ju^^ps over The lazY dog.

Strife: Giftkind

Lusus: GIANT Searam

Ancestor: The Gardener

Special item: Heart’s Orb

[13-out-of-12]

=> Ramsie: What exactly will you do?

You ponder what you’re going to do. In ideal conditions you could go to sleep and sleep and ask the prospitians for some help, but your dreamself has been unresponsive. Not like it died, just like you had never woke up.

Your mind drifts to Skaia. That’s an obvious no for multiple reasons, most having to do with it being exploded. Man it would have been so much easier if it hadn’t.

Final idea is asking Hemera. Well, she’s not dead, she hasn’t disappeared since you haven’t finished your quest, and she is very nice to you. Hmmmm....

Looks like you’ll be paying your awesome denizen a visit! You really hope she has some wisdom to bestow upon you. well, some way or another something is gonna happen.

=> Ramsie: Visit Hemera.

[13-out-of-12]

=> Ramsie: look in your syladex

You listen to the voice and look in your syladex. Your syladex has the grow modus. When you put an item in it becomes a flower bud and you have to wait till it either blooms or bares fruit to use it again, but if you wait too long they will fall out.

For this reason you do not carry many items at one time. There is also a spot in the trunk of the tree to put special items that you want to keep for a long time. In there you have the drift wood your lusus found you on, a few glow worms from your old cave, and..... oh. You forgot this was in there....

This was taken in your hive a few hours into the game when you all met together for the first time. You’ve kept it ever since. There is quite a bit of mud on it from when you stomped on it after crossing off Atr-..... a friends face. You cross out a face every time someone leaves. You immediately regret it, but it is done.... This used to make you happy, but now.... it just makes you sad.........

MG: NO! I'^^ noT going To jusT siT and ^^ope, waiTing for an end! I'^^ doing To do whaT I said! I'^^ going To fix This!!

(MG: NO! I'm not going to just sit and mope, waiting for an end! I'm doing to do what I said! I'm going to fix this!!)

=> Ramsie: What exactly will you do?

((edit: realized the picture was missing a lot of white so I fixed it. edit2: added a picture of his modus (and remembered the word modus)))

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Tell us a bit about your fuchsia!

You attempt to be BUNNEL BICHAL.

You fail to be Bunnel because she is refusing to let you be her. Maybe once Ramsie has calmed down a bit and has a plan he can convince her to let you be her. Until then, Ramsie will tell you his view on Bunnel.

MG: Oh, You wanT To know abouT bunnel? Where do I sTarT? Well, firsT of all she’s ^^Y /\/\FL, or ^^oirail for life. We’ve been friends since we were verY liTTle. Around ^^e she’s kind and caring and proTecTive, buT around oThers she’s……. well There’s a reason no one asks whY she calls herself “The BiTch”.

(non quirk:

MG: Oh, you want to know about bunnel? Where do I start? Well, first of all she’s my MFL, or moirail for life. We’ve been friends since we were very little. Around me she’s kind and caring and protective, but around others she’s……. well there’s a reason no one asks why she calls herself “The Bitch”.)