i'm unsure why i've gained consciousness. it happened all of a sudden, too. plush toys are meant to be companions but more so in an inanimate way. for some reason the will of a thousand lesbians has brought me to life, and i'm stuck like this. i was able to reach the computer in the gaming room however, so i can make posts on tumblr.com. i'll say this:
hello! i am dan and phil's seal, or pheal, if you will. i will be posting my thoughts regularly. i am only now starting to have them, so bear with me as i iron this out. i am a seal plush and am made primarily of poly-foam and spontaneous magic, so do with that what you will. i also go by phey/phem pronouns. i don't have many photos of me yet, so here's a product photo i found that i think best represents me. it's quite haunting to see identical versions of myself for sale, but that's how it goes i guess! at least i have the golden pig for companionship.
more posts to come soon, my spot in the gaming room is quite separated from the rest of the phouse, so i am alone most of the time unless either dan or phil comes to get me. you can ask me anything.
