Mar 23, 2025
Yahoo! Some blorbos… doodled!! I might color and clean them up for th but I wanted to try some stuff
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Yahoo! Some blorbos… doodled!! I might color and clean them up for th but I wanted to try some stuff
Proceed to have heartwarming moment with Lusus
You do indeed have a heartwarming moment with your lusus, playing around with her happily in the yard. You love it when she’s actually here, she’s so much fun to play with!
You hop on your bike and take off, letting her chase after you. She’s way faster than you, so this is the only way you can let her chase you. Not that you have any problem with that of course.
As you’re riding, you hit a bump. You realize that it’s another helmet you left laying around, and decide to be more careful with them in the future. Your front wheel makes it over the thing smoothly, but your back wheel gets stuck for a second before popping over it. This leaves you doing a nose wheelie, which you aren’t very good at.
You fall over with your bike skidding to a stop next to you once again, thankfully uninjured. You would have expected your lusus to come make sure you were okay though. You look to see where she ran off to.
She’s back about where you hit the helmet, with it laying right next to her. Oh no.
You run up to her and see that she’s laying over unconcious. The helmet must have shot back and hit her in the head! You quickly check to make sure she’s okay and…
She isn’t breathing…
You fall onto your knees in front of her, unable to really process what happened yet.
Just as you begin crying, you realize that you are suddenly the other troll again.
Arrive at home.
You return to your hive to notice YOUR LUSUS IS ALREADY THERE!
You can’t believe you were gone when she got home, you should have been here to greet her! But she doesn’t seem to mind, she’s waiting patiently by your door for you to get back.
You hop off your bike before it slows down entirely, leaving it sliding along the ground and you barely able to stop yourself from falling flat on your face. Again. But, after catching yourself, you run up and hug your lusus, incredibly happy to see her again.
You aren’t quite sure what she is, some kind of mix of a wolf and an otter, you call her a Wotter, since she likes the water so much. She’s just as cute as always, and you proceed to run around with her for a while until the corpse pops out of it’s card. You then let her eat, even though you know she isn’t really that hungry since she came home. You think she appreciates it any way.
==> Try shooting some fish for your lusus.
You very quickly get bored as fuck of staring at the captchalogue card, so you decide to see if there’s any fish to kill. As usual, there’s nothing near the shore. You could probably swim out a little and find something to kill, but you might run into some seadweller’s lusus, which is never fun.
Instead you try kicking up some sand, to see if there’s any clams or anything under it. Unfortunately, there aren’t. Fortunately, it kept you busy for the time it took your bike to pop out of the card.
You see that it wasn’t damaged, except a bent mirror, in the crash, and head back to your hive. Keeping a safe distance between yourself and the helmet of course.
On your way back, you spot some lowblood’s lusus wandering the field. Just a stupid horn beast, an easy kill. You shoot it dead from your bike then dismount to collect the corpse. It was a green blood’s lusus, you hope they weren’t anyone important. Too late to worry about that now though, so you captchalogue the corpse and continue on home.
Pick up the helmet and throw it into the sea.
You briefly contemplate condemning the helmet to the all swallowing abyss of the sea, but you’re too scared to go back near it. Instead you just continue wandering down the beach, looking for anything at fucking all that’s even slightly alive.
You see nothing but yourself, which you’d prefer not to feed to your lusus. With no other option, you start the long and painful process of retrieving your bike from your sylladex. With nothing to do until it’s out, you just sit there and stare at it, trying not to go insane.
==> Accidentally run over another rogue helmet
As you’re riding along the beach, you somehow run over something in the sand. That’s what you get for not keeping your eyes on the lack of road.
Your bike stops immediately, throwing you off and landing you face-first in the sand. It then proceeds to fall forward and land right on top of you.
Now pretty much pinned in the sand, you don’t really have any way to get out. You manage to pull your head free of the sand, but you can’t push down on the sand enough to get the bike off of you. After struggling for a few minutes and getting really bored of laying there, you sigh and captchalogue your bike. You really fucking hate having to do that.
Now freed of the bike, but unable to use it, you climb to your feet and look to see what you ran over. ANOTHER GOD DAMN HELMET! You are just about to kick it with all your might, when you think better of it. You’d probably end up killing yourself somehow.
Instead you carefully free it from the sand and sit it on the beach. Backing up as far as you think you can still make the shot from, you pull out your machine pistols and start firing at it. As it turns out, this was not a good idea.
All the bullets are just bouncing off the helmet. Most just hit the sand, but a few fly right past your face, and one clips your shoulder. You immediately stop firing, and put your guns away. You then run like fuck from this monster.
Be Abinna
There is no way in hell you would ever want to be that guy. He’s an annoying, obnoxious, psychic lowblood. Though being able to see the future without having to wait around might be pretty nice…
But you’re too busy right now to worry about being someone else. Skidding to a stop outside your hive, you look around to see what there is to see. Other than your racetrack and the mountain off in the distance, all you can really see is grass… Damn, you were hoping to have an easy hunt…
Oh well, you can’t always have it easy. You run over to your garage and wheel out one of your motorcycles. Mounting it, you take off before really deciding where to go. While you think, you circle around your hive.
You could head towards the mountain, but you can see pretty much everything that way and there’s nothing there. You could head into the forest to hunt, but it’s too easy to get lost, and too hard to move fast in there. You don’t know how Takavi can put up with it… You could of course go into town, and easily get a feast for her, but buying buying something seems lazy considering it’s a gift for your lusus. You decide instead to head out towards the beach, and ride along it until you find something to kill.
contact someone.
You decide to troll someone since you can’t seem to think of anything better to do. You look to see who’s online. Oh great, just this jackass.
You decide to troll him anyw—- He trolls you first. He always does that, so it shouldn’t really bother you. But it’s still just fucking annoying. He acts like he has to rub in the fact that he’s psychic constantly. It pisses you off, but he’s helpful occasionally.
Apparently not this time, he’s just suggesting you stand around and do absolutely fucking nothing. He must be a fucking idiot if he thinks you’ll ever do that.
Wait, your lusus is coming home today!? Why the hell didn’t he just say that in the first place!?
You’ll need to get her some food, so you immediately run outside to look for something to hunt.
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