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Ooc;; Update
Wow, whoa. It'a been a while, huh? I'm really sorry to everyone out there who's been waiting on me. Lately, tumblr been really Blegh for me. All of my roleplaying has been on RPNow.net and such. Also, @waymarkerprogenitor got me fucking addicted to Mabinogi. I am going away on a trip this week, but I might try to get back and post some things idk yet. Anyway, just a post to let you all know that I am in fact still alive.
Mattin giggled softly as his raven-colored hair was ruffled, his tiny soul glowing pink through his long shirt. “ O-O’tay, Papa~! “
Looking down at the plate, he curiously picked up the Tamagotchi. …Honestly? He didn’t want to eat this. Sure, it looked like it would taste pretty good, but it looked like some sort of toy, so it’s function interested him far greater. It had three little buttons, and a screen. How did it turn on, though? He shook it a little bit, frowning when it didn’t miraculously turn on.
“ Mmnhh… “ He huffed, poking at the little rubber buttons. He pressed all three of them, and the darn thing still wouldn’t turn on. He gave it another good shake. Nope. Still nothing. It was clear he was starting to get frustrated, letting out a small whine as he glared at the little toy.
Tristan was simply making himself some toast when he heard a sound of frustration from his little creation. Looking over his shoulder, he wondered if he was having troubles eating. Though, seeing him poke and fiddle with the egg, he furrowed his brow.
“Mattin, you know better than to play with your food...” he said, flipping a switch on a kettle to start the water. He walked over to Mattin, running his hand through his hair gently. “Is there something wrong with it?”
Munday Photo because Wynaut.
“ Taaa~…ma~…go~tchi. “
Mattin sounded out each part of the word, like he did with any word he wasn’t familiar with. With a satisfied chirp, he nodded and reached out for the egg-like object again. “ Yes! I.. I wan’ those! U-Um, please! “
Thankfully, the robotic child wasn’t too picky. He would eat just about anything given to him. Though he was sometimes wary about new things, or things that didn’t look appealing to him. Then it would take some convincing for him to try it.
Okay, good. He wouldn’t have to search for something else to get the small robot. Taking a Tamagotchi and a couple cassettes, he closed the cupboard before putting the ‘food’ on a plate. Better start teaching table manners early, after all.
Tristan walked over to the counter before putting Mattin on it. “Here we are, breakfast.” He handed the plate over with a smile, ruffing the synthetic hair atop Mattin’s head. “Eat up and be good while I find myself something, alright?”
Well, at least Tristan didn’t seem upset at him for sneaking out of his cell. He wasn’t being scolded or anything, so his anxiety quickly went away. One of his tiny hands gripped onto his Papa’s shirt, his other hand still clutching his beloved plush.
He watched as Tristan went through the cabinet with immense curiosity. There was always neat stuff inside there. Yummy stuff, too. Though his eyes sparkled at the sight of… whatever that egg-shamed object was. Mattin let go of the shirt to reach out for it, squeaking lightly.
“ Ah-… Papa~! Wha.. What’s that? “
It didn’t look like anything he’d ever seen before. The cassettes, he was familiar with. He could often be found nibbling on them from time to time. But this new object was enticing him greatly.
Oh, looked like the small egg object piqued the robot’s interest. Taking down the box he got it from, he looked at the labeling. “Tama... gotchi... Tamagotchi.” he read, looking it over. Huh, strange sort of toy, he assumed. “You want one of these and some cassettes?”
He looked to the cabinet again. There really wasn’t much in there at the moment as no one had gone Pawn Shop Raiding for a while. He was due to do it soon, though. If he didn’t want that, which he was pretty sure he did want that, he would have to find something else.
Mattin whimpered softly at the sound of his full name being said. That usually meant he was in trouble. His lips formed a small pout, rose-colored eyes looking down.
“ Nn… I.. I wo-woke up, an’ g-got bored… “ The young robot admitted, tugging shyly at his long, nightgown-like shirt. “ S..So I went ex-explorin’. A-An’ found you~! “
Tristan tutted, shaking his head as he made his way away from the table. He couldn’t have Mattin see what he was working on, after all. “Well, that won’t do. No, not at all. We can’t have you be bored so early in the day.” He made his way out of the room, closing the door behind him.
“Here, how about we get the day started the right away; with breakfast?” he asked, heading towards the kitchen. While Mattin was still a robot without a functional stomach, he still needed sustenance. Batteries usually did the trick, but those were just a quick snack. In the mornings, a ‘meal’ was usually provided; something with d a t a.
“Let’s see what we have...” he muttered as he opened a cabinet, looking through. “How... aboout...” Tristan rummaged, moving things aside as he looked through. “A nice... helping ooofff... Ah, how about an egg and toast?” Tristan pulled out the items as he spoke; an old Tamagotchi and a box of cassette tapes.
@its-showtime-darlings {Cont’d}
Tristan was quite surprised to see his last creation scurry his way over. “Mattin?” Tristan put down his tools, reaching down and picking up the small robot. “Mattin Rian Keen, what are you doing out of your room?” he asked, lifting him to his chest and resting him there. “It’s still late; too late in the night to play.”
That is what he thought, at least. Looking to the clock, he expected it to be somewhere in the late PM still, however... “Or... It’s too early in the m o r n i n g. Too early yet. None of the other children would be awake.”
Oh! The small robot seems to have escaped his cell somehow and is now wandering about the lab! In his little metal hand is a plush cat, being lovingly dragged along the floor behind him.
The scientist had been working on something entirely new. Or, well, maybe not entirely. On the work table he stood by laid a metal body, although a little bit bigger than his last. Humming to himself, he worked himself away...
Wait, what was that sound? Someone was walking down the hall nearby... Looking up from his work, he called out. “Who is there?” He squinted towards the door. He didn’t know whether or not he should go investigate it. “State your business.”
"Shut up." ;) ;) ;)
Well, this was a pleasant surprise. Although, Tristan would have rather it been when the two weren’t in the break room of his workplace. At this point, however... Who gave a fuck? It gave him a bit of a rush, honestly. With a pleased moan, the ‘waiter’ moved his hands up to Lewis’ shoulders, gripping onto his sleeves somewhat as he returned the kiss.
Send me “Shut up” for my muse’s reaction to being shoved against a wall by yours, and kissed. Send me “Make me” for mine to shove yours against the wall, and kiss them.
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{ -DROPS THIS ON YOU LIKE AN ANVIL- } WONDERFUL PERSON AWARD ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) once you get this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask box of some people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's nice to know that someone thinks you're wonderful inside and out. ☆.。.:*・°
Caelan is now dead by being crushed by an anvil.
Send “You belong to me” to see how my muse reacts.
Send “I belong to you” for the reverse.
“I just had the most brilliant idea— blood flavored gum.” Marketed specifically toward vampires of course. And cannibalistic humans maybe.
“Well... I wouldn’t call it the m o s t brilliant idea ever... But, uh...”
The idea of a Blood Flavored gum actually sort of made Rian sick. He wasn’t really one for the taste, though he sight... Well, that’s an entirely different story.
“Though... It might still be a pretty good idea...”
-Drops a package of salmon and tuna in the mailbox- "Hey, I heard you might need more of these!"
This... was so weird... First a Potato, now... Fish... Packaged... in his mailbox... They stunk s o badly, too. “I did need Salmon and Tuna, yeah... B... but...” Rian tried to keep himself from puking at the smell. “N.. Not like this...”
Ooc;; So, hey. Just a headsup;; there is a 99.99% chance that I’ll be doing some Game Streaming later on tonight. I haven’t done so in a while, and since i have Stardew Valley (and a couple friends want to see it), I plan on streaming that. I’ll put a Stream Link up when I do start so look out for that I guess.
[TEXT]: i'm just gonna start jerking off 😜
Well, don’t go too crazy. I might have a treat for you tonight, after all.
