I TRIED TO TELL YOU // o + joining

[B.Y.T.E !]

The older creatures form snapped from one that was only somewhat tense, to practically being a wood plank at the sound of that....thing's voice. Plane found himself slowly waddling around to face the child before him with some uneasiness, his eyes staring down at the little beast. Yes, children did bother him quite a lot and he wasn't going to let that effect his conversation at that time until an actual, fully-functioning adult was able to come around and ease his stance for at least a while. "That "r-r-racket" is those bells to what I assume would be your silly home. I'm simply trying to gather some attention so that I-I can know just where the hell I am. Pfft, estúpido, niño de ojos brillantes " A nervous, yet petty laugh sounded from behind his bag despite his slight comment on how this kids's eyes kinda….popped.  Though it was his own eyes that would practically pop out as the next figure approached and stood rather close to the child. His father, perhaps? Plane swallowed what little pride he had built up for that brief moment while talking to the young boy, feeling the need to adjust the bag to cover up more of his neck. Sure, he could always just throw a few chemicals their way if he felt threatened, but that didn't seem like it would be the best option against these kinds of people. Yet another sigh passed as he tried to fix his shrinking form to simply sit before the two. "B-But, um...my name? It's Planecrash Slys or Dr. Slys. I don't particularly know what I'm doing in this place you call the " Typhoon ", but I'm going to guess your one of those clans I've heard a bit of. " He paused for a moment, weighing out his options on whether or not he should just turn back now or simply ask for some temporary shelter within protected company, if they would even decided to give a fuck about him. Well, it wouldn't help asking he supposed. "Actually, I-I hope you don't mind- but, may I seek refuge here for a while? Perhaps I might stay even, since I have n-n-no home at the moment?" His voice cracked, anxiety ebbing into his speech as one paw rubbed against his other forearm while he looked to the others with a hopeful expression hidden behind the paper bag. Speaking of which, he could instantly tell that a stranger had joined the roster with a rude little laugh that only further tightened his muscles, though he managed a light scoff in return. "Why would someone wear a paper bag for no reason than to be mocked by others? Of course I have a reason for wearing it! I will definitely not indulge your petty humor by telling you why though" He finished with a slight huff and squirmed in place from this faux confidence he held up in that moment.


"SPEECH"

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