Jul 9, 2016
// got bored and drew these two after they ran out of milk for god knows what e3e.
OuO Someone’s gonna need to milk ‘er soon. Those udders look full. :3
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// got bored and drew these two after they ran out of milk for god knows what e3e.
OuO Someone’s gonna need to milk ‘er soon. Those udders look full. :3
Trapped like Rats
@thetfkitsune
A dark shape propelled through the thick brush, sprinting as if it was enjoying its only taste of freedom. It stopped in the middle of a clearing, raising its snout as it tried to hone in on a strange scent. IT smelled like a female, though there was something underlying that the werewolf couldn’t quite describe. Once it caught track of the scent, he sprinted in its direction, hoping to make it before the storm would hit and cover the proverbial tracks
Sloth and Lust
(Closed for @nadathesloth)
Trasdyn reclined on the branch in her tree, tossing a fruit up and down rhythmically. Yesterday was a long day of changing people, she seemed to not even be able to get a break.
Now it was just time to recline and relax, and hope nobody came into bother her...
The Assimilation
((Closed for @rocket-mouse))
There was no way this could have happened so fast. No. He refused to believe it. It was only the twelfth day after the first outbreak was even discovered, and the equivalent to the state of New York had been infected. And there was no telling how much more was undiscovered. And to think this was all in some way his fault. Cornered and in panic, Char decided there was only one way out of this.
Leave.
With only his White Metal hazard suit and his interdimesional ax, he tore open a hole and left to explore the other universe, crossing his fingers that this one had not been touched by the virus. Given that there was not a paired GSMVTA detected, therefore no GEAR in this universe, things looked promising.
As he stepped through and closed the hole behind him, he looked around. Things did not seem organic in the slightest, and looking around, he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or bad thing.
BACKFIRE! (Closed with manturned-demon)
“Sneaky sneaky...” Char snickered to himself as he tiptoed up to Glitch’s garage door.
“Alrighty, he’s right on the other side, all I need to do is push this button and run, and he’ll have no idea how he got turned into naga babe. Keheheheh...” he monologued, getting as close to the door as he could with a remote in his hand.
He pressed the button in excitement, waiting for surprised yelps inside.
“Surprise, motherfluff--” He was cut off by the garage door opening. He pressed the button again, shocked that he didn’t get the reaction he wanted and the door closed. Pressing it again opened it up, revealing Glitch’s garage.
“A garage door opener!?”
More Potion, Less Motion
((Closed for sugarfilledmuses))
Rixxy still couldn’t believe the bakery let her rent out the factory for the night. Well. She could believe it because her potion told them to, but that was besides the point.
If she could create something that would make these cakes more addictive, she would hold up her end of the bargain. Not that it really mattered, she was getting the factory for the night anyways.
Now if only she had a guinea pig, someone to help her out if one of these concoctions went awry. Jillian was busy with homework at the moment, so she couldn’t rely on her...
She peaked out the door of the factory and looked around. Spotting someone on the street, she shouted out, “Hey! You like cake, right?”
Dinner and a Show
Alone in the MTT Resort restaurant. She couldn’t say she wasn’t surprised. Her life was sort of isolated from the other monsters down here. Deep, deep in Snowdin Forest is where she had her little cave and her little business. It often went unnoticed, but to those who came by felt their lives changed for the better.
But now here she was, dressed up in a nice dress in a fancy place. What the hell was she doing here? This wasn’t her. What happened to bars and clubs... Maybe she was the one that needed change.
She sat glumly at her table as she waited to be served, chin resting on her fist.
((Sorry if I don’t reply today... I’m still a bit shaken up about earlier and not exactly in the RPing mood.))