HOLY NUTS I FORGOT ABOUT THIS
“If ya haven’t yet tried gen-u-ine Podunk Popsicle, I can sell ya one. Twenty-five cents a pop. Six flavors.”
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“Oh it’s true, a’ight. They’re pests, but if y’ever need some fancy tech, they’re always willin’ to trade. Want me to show ya ‘round?”
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❝ Could you?
That’d be real nice of you! ❞
“Yeah, follow me--
Town center’s where they sell ice cream ‘n’ comics, so keep that in mind. Oh, ‘n’ stay away from the graveyard.”
“Oh it’s true, a’ight. They’re pests, but if y’ever need some fancy tech, they’re always willin’ to trade. Want me to show ya ‘round?”
Too bad everyone’s busy these days. I miss the old days.
Like, seven million months ago. Those good ol’ days. Yeaaah.
“Hey blondie! Tourist, or are ya jus’ here to see the aliens? ‘Cause, y’know, we do have ‘em. That’s entirely true.”
Mm, I should get active. Like this for a starter.
*Horrible twelve-year-old beatboxing*
I WANT TO COME BACK. COME RP WITH ME.
pls thank
Oi. I just can’t do the thing. I can’t write right now, and haven’t been able to for some time. I think my muse has decided to go on an adventure without me, and I’ve gotta go get it back.
David glanced down towards the welcoming boy with a small smile. “Aliens, you say..? Well…to be honest, I’ve maybe met a few aliens, but they’re pretty nice people, I must admit.”
“Are we talkin’ ‘bout the same aliens? Y’know, the green ones? Jeeze, man, did ya talk to ‘em? They try to sell ya expired candy?” Ninten gagged. “Don’t accept anythin’ they try to give ya, free or not. That’s your first warnin’.”
“Welcome to Podunk. I hope ya like aliens. Y’do like aliens, right?”
Just FYI, my inbox hates me and thus I get a lot of ghosts. Just be aware that if I don’t reply, that’s why.
“Signed baseballs for twenty-five cents. Signed by who? Who cares.”
“Y’know who eats trash? Ness. Ness eats trash.”