06-28-2020, 11:14 AM
CLONY
[ age mover of the oblivions ]
[ age mover of the oblivions ]
Alcohol. The term wasn't foreign. Clony felt like, at one point, one of themself had known what the word meant. Not that they currently knew. Just because the old hivemind Clony had, the constant chatter that they missed, knew what the word meant, did not mean they currently knew. It was lost to them. "Food works. No lasers is a problem," They chatter, a small shake of their head following. When the basket is pushed forward, greedily they hop forth to investigate the contents. Their talons lock onto the handles, their wings awkwardly splayed as they looked down at the contents of the basket.
Their ears twitch, hearing the conversation continuing. Playerone had gotten here at some point, and they lift their head to give their godly clanmate a grin. "There's plants in here!" They chatter, wings giving an excited beat. What kind of plants they were? Herbs, apparently, what they were beyond that lost to them. "This is a great gift even without the laser. Do we get to keep the basket?" They ask as their eyes raise up once more from looking down at the basket's contents. Then Clony blinks, recognizing the question thrown their way. "I think we've been good! Other than all those crows a while back. Yup, been good, I think we've been good, right Playerone?" Tipping their head upside down towards their clanmate, and then back to the basket once more.
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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