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Recent chibis from my chibi shop
âHello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal~!â
Starts to sing in an old-time voice, almost as if itâs spoken through the radio-
âSend me a kiss by wiiire, baby my hearts on fiiire!~Â If ya refuse me, honey youâll lose me then youâll be left alone! Oh, baby! telephone and tell me Iâm your own!â
This boi can and will beak tap you, do not test them!
There are feet walking up and down the hall. Your sister is still in your arms.
Four arms wrapped the baby angel, hiding in the closet trying to keep quiet as the now nightly ritual of rhythmic steps walk up and down the hall made by the imposter doll. They didnât want to scare P-M by saying thereâs a killer doll out in the loose stalking her, but itâs getting increasingly hard to explain why they always gotta hide with her in the most obscure places- Barbor lets out a very quiet distressed whine while planting a small smooch on top of her hair. Reassuring themselves that, like other nights, theyâll get through this just fine. Perhaps itâs time for them to return her to Max, they donât want to but itâs needed-
Hey Bor! Hoped you had a good thanksgiving. Had anything good?
âOh absolutely!! I had some cave turkey and horror chicken for the day and uh- Lemmie tell ya! It ainât easy making those two into a turducken! The intrusion enjoyed helping me out with certain things and there were some casualties, but hey, they wouldnât mind being eaten by the rest of us.~â
Podcast question if you're still doing it! So from what I heard Sterling is actually from a line of royalty. What's your take on the subject and do you mind being called a king of the roaches? XD
âWell, I can tell ya that Iâm not always a fan of higher-ups or people of nobility.â which is weird coming from their own background, but hey they turned over a new leaf,  âBut thereâs been some people whos in that status that Iâve been alright with and well.. More than alright with, mainly with Sterlingâs case~â Bor chuckled while leaning forward, âIâve met his great great great great grandfather, his excitement is honestly adorable once ya get past the startlement of him appearing suddenly.~â
âI donât mind being called the king of the roaches, Iâve called myself the âRoach lordâ for shiggles. But having getting boosted up to King of the Roaches is something I ainât gonna protest about.~â
@stxrving-scientistâ X
The grass rustled even more when the smell of blood hits their antennae, delicious, what a hungry demon they are... Now, should they keep singing to lure him in closer or jump out right away to startle the poor human?... Decisions decisions... Maybe they can still sing to him while stepping out of the grass too, okay theyâre gonna do that.
The roach demon scuttle ontop of the ends of the grass blades and began that songbird chirp again!~ Bor wants him to come a little closer so they can just jump onto him and hitch a ride. Be like one of the fauna in this place, the âpeacefulâ ones.~
âHellooooâŞ.~â The plague fae responded shortly before going right back to their song. Lightly bouncing on the grass blades in a light-hearted manner, doing their best to seem like not a threat to this survivor scientist.
@the-wanderer-willowâ X
Fuuck! They turned back towards willow once the hounds were dealt with, assessing the damage done to her leg. Hearing that audible snap let them know it wasnât some twig that got broken in the scuffle. âAight- We gotta get you out of the open like this before I can treat this.- Â Picking you up alright? itâs gonna hurt a bit.-â Bor scooped her up with their upper pair of arms and starting to fly, scouting out for a place to heal up their human.