#scienceandsolitude

[thesoullessautomaton]

"So, you're telling me you're essentially trying to win over all of my counterparts in some way? To ... Uh, rule over the island? Is this what I'm understanding?"

" ALMOST."

" IT WAS A POPULARITY CONTEST ESSENTIALLY BETWEEN MAXWELL AND THE DEERCLOPS. ONLY WILSONS WERE ALLOWED TO VOTE."

" I JOINED JUST TO IRRITATE THE OTHER TWO CONTESTANTS AND ALL OF THE WILSONS DECIDED THAT I WAS THE BEST CHOICE TO MAKE. "

" I DIDN’T REALLY TRY, THEY ALL SIMPLY FLOCKED TO ME."

[wilson-percival-the-scienti-blog]

//To everyone I owe drawings, I'm still drawing them; I've been having a busy week. I promise to get them done as soon as possible! :)

[allsnotwellwithmaxwelll]

scienceandsolitude replied to your post:Sent scienceandsolitude a lovely emotionally...

-SHAKES FIST AT U-

There there, Wilson. I'm only trying to 'help' you to get over your daddy issues faster. Not.

[ask-mimmi]

How... Did you get your hair that color? I didn't know people could have pink hair!

"I uh…", Mimmi hesitated, looking the stranger up and down. He seemed familiar but also…unaltered. The archaic practice of staying pure was generally looked down on in her world, she wasn’t sure if this was his choice or an option not given to him - either way she found it strange.

Mimmi reached up and stroked her ears, “Because of these…Well, these weren’t intended either. Actually nothing is, when you go in to be altered the only option is what animal you’d like and hope for the best.” Nervously she searched the man’s face, unsure of how he’d react.

[thesoullessautomaton]

Drawing the sketchy Wilsons reminded me I promised to draw a certain hug.}}

So here is the hug that will never stop giving me feels. }}

[doeclops-blog]

"Just in time for dinner! Who wants to be first course?"

[flint-and-kindling-blog]

Summers A Comin'

She carves another notch into her spear as the sunrise spans the landscape. It was her way of keeping track of time, although useless because she didn't feel like going through and recounting every notch. Then another part of her wondered why she cared how long she had been on this island at all. Halfway through the morning she began to notice things. Her skin felt flushed and warm, beads of sweat dripped down her face. Something was wrong, she felt much too warm despite being away from her campfire. She puts up a hand to shield form the sun as she looks up at the sky, hardly any clouds in sight. "The season has changed again..." Her feet were busy crunching the brittle grassland below on her journey back to camp, when she heard scurrying behind her. She turns around sharply, scanning the area. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of fuzzy brown ears and twisted horns. "The rabbits are back... The rabbits are back!"

She lets out a shriek, not so much a battlecry as a sound of pure exultation. She throws her freshly sharpened spear at the small creature, missing it by a few inches. It darts straight back for the hole and she lets out a very unladylike string of curses. Picking up the spear again she pauses and listens for the sounds of tiny feet. She hears a crunch in the distance and turns again, spear poised to strike. "I've got you now you stupid little-!"

[waverlythetimid]

scienceandsolitude replied to your post:"I-I wood make some tree puns, but I’m afraid I’m...

….W͜ąv́er͠ly̕ ͡no̸

"M-Mr. Big Suit-and-Tie Man, just cuz you're t-tall, you think you own this forest? I AM this forest!!!"