07-11-2018, 03:31 PM
You spoke of roses- all I feel are thorns ・°☆ } ——— [size=10pt]info
'This is going to be terrible,' she thinks. Not because of how she may die but how she'll look if someone finds her. Stomach swollen, eyes buldging- she'll be a fat corpse even though she died of starvation. That and rat food is just too humiliating. But alas, it seems that won't be a problem because she's caught a lucky break! Her cat instincts tell her she's no so lucky since it seems to be a dog trotting over but she ignores that in favor of the fact that well, he's not nibbling on her head yet and he's talking all concerned. Then she realizes he's not a dog but a wolf and that's a little unnerving for her person self. Though if she were her person self, she'd probably be trying to eat him right now. The metal bits would have proven an issue however...
She shakes her head to steady her wandering mind then rolls onto her stomach and clears her throat. She's quick to recover as her vanity preserves even as she wastes away. Elon blows a reed from her forehead then puts a pearly pink pawpad to her cheek. He seems friendly enough but she's still pretty cautious. She's never seen a cyborg before after all and she wonders what strange magic brought that about? She'd certainly like to harness some of it. But first thing's first. [b]"Oh, haha. I'm just a little snackish. Got anything to eat? Anything good. Something, someone?" She laughs airly even though it hurts her empty stomach. "A joke, of course." It's not.
Elon tries to stand but that's just not going to happen right now so she pretends like she was just adjusting. "I was just trying a, uh, fasting diet. I have to keep my figure of course." She fluffs her cheek fur. "Seems my body is trying to tell me it's perfect already. Care to help me out, whatever your name is? I'm Elon."
She shakes her head to steady her wandering mind then rolls onto her stomach and clears her throat. She's quick to recover as her vanity preserves even as she wastes away. Elon blows a reed from her forehead then puts a pearly pink pawpad to her cheek. He seems friendly enough but she's still pretty cautious. She's never seen a cyborg before after all and she wonders what strange magic brought that about? She'd certainly like to harness some of it. But first thing's first. [b]"Oh, haha. I'm just a little snackish. Got anything to eat? Anything good. Something, someone?" She laughs airly even though it hurts her empty stomach. "A joke, of course." It's not.
Elon tries to stand but that's just not going to happen right now so she pretends like she was just adjusting. "I was just trying a, uh, fasting diet. I have to keep my figure of course." She fluffs her cheek fur. "Seems my body is trying to tell me it's perfect already. Care to help me out, whatever your name is? I'm Elon."
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Oh, gosh you're fun--
Look pretty but you act like scum
[W]isker; art by scarletfroststar
Look pretty but you act like scum
[W]isker; art by scarletfroststar