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[they peer up at her.]
... Yeah, I'll stay like this. What's up? Did you wanna talk to me about something?
... Yeah, I'll stay like this. What's up? Did you wanna talk to me about something?
Hm. Yes. Now that you mention it, it certainly does resemble a hand.
[ DID THEY NOT NOTICE THIS BEFORE? ]
I don't know. That felt natural. I actually rather like it. [ why ]
[ DID THEY NOT NOTICE THIS BEFORE? ]
I don't know. That felt natural. I actually rather like it. [ why ]
I will be there.
[ if she heads there ... they are already in the dojo - more humanoid today, lacking the feathers or scales or horns or helmets from before. Still fairly featureless, hard to define the shape exactly, but there is a little hair ornament with purple flowers now on their head. assuming they have hair?
they're spinning a pole, going through motions carefully, but they'll stop when she shows up. ]
[ if she heads there ... they are already in the dojo - more humanoid today, lacking the feathers or scales or horns or helmets from before. Still fairly featureless, hard to define the shape exactly, but there is a little hair ornament with purple flowers now on their head. assuming they have hair?
they're spinning a pole, going through motions carefully, but they'll stop when she shows up. ]
[hmm. they think.]
The prism is definitely the cause of what's happening. But I wouldn't call you guys a cancer. Maybe ... you're all just a little jumpy, unsettled, and it's reacting to that. I can't be sure.
The prism is definitely the cause of what's happening. But I wouldn't call you guys a cancer. Maybe ... you're all just a little jumpy, unsettled, and it's reacting to that. I can't be sure.
Oh. Well, I'm okay. A little tired.
[...] Uh - I could probably use some help getting the dishes down. Yeah.
[...] Uh - I could probably use some help getting the dishes down. Yeah.
the printer is not very cooperative oh but don't worry about the little animals they don't bite just depressing
[ It squishes. it's soft. ]
I summoned up a chair, and this is what appeared. Perhaps something in it appealed?
I summoned up a chair, and this is what appeared. Perhaps something in it appealed?
[ They stop with the pole for a moment, pausing, one hand raising to the side of their head briefly, before they bring it back down. ]
It was returned to me, yes.
It was returned to me, yes.
[okay well, hysterically this is the first time she's come through their archway so. as a cat, when she enters the room she'll see that it's a small one-room apartment. there's a few posters on the wall but they're a little hard to make out. there's a clock on the wall by the door. there's also one by the bathroom door and one above a desk across the room. all three of them display different times. there isn't much in the way of furniture except for a small couch and a bed with a large pile of blankets and pillows formed into a person-sized cocoon. the kitchen is pretty sparse, though there's a whiteboard on the wall. it's split into two parts. there's a quote: Evolution can be an amazing vision quest of self-deception. the second half is a section just labeled NOTES and under it are a few items including:
□ Presents for exchange
● People did things for you, so don't forget to reward them
□ Spend more time with people
● They're not as bad as you think
□ Get more snacks
● People keep showing up so...maybe be a better host?
on the desk itself there's a pc, open to a web browser with several tabs that she can't see from where she's at. there's a second monitor perched on a table in front of the couch, and leaning against the wall is a blue guitar. there also appears to be a small pile of clothing in one of the corners.
more importantly, riff seems to be walking out of the kitchen about the time she enters to start sticking her wet pawpaws everywhere and they narrow their eyes.
and have zero fear about marching up to her and just. picking her up off of whatever surface she's tracking water on. no!!!]
□ Presents for exchange
● People did things for you, so don't forget to reward them
□ Spend more time with people
● They're not as bad as you think
□ Get more snacks
● People keep showing up so...maybe be a better host?
on the desk itself there's a pc, open to a web browser with several tabs that she can't see from where she's at. there's a second monitor perched on a table in front of the couch, and leaning against the wall is a blue guitar. there also appears to be a small pile of clothing in one of the corners.
more importantly, riff seems to be walking out of the kitchen about the time she enters to start sticking her wet pawpaws everywhere and they narrow their eyes.
and have zero fear about marching up to her and just. picking her up off of whatever surface she's tracking water on. no!!!]
[they listen, nodding. there's sympathy there.]
No, it wouldn't justify that. But that's if you're thinking of the prism as a person, motivated the way people are. It isn't that. It's an environment, a sensitive one. It's dangerous, sometimes, but it doesn't have any desire to hurt you.
No, it wouldn't justify that. But that's if you're thinking of the prism as a person, motivated the way people are. It isn't that. It's an environment, a sensitive one. It's dangerous, sometimes, but it doesn't have any desire to hurt you.
[Truly glad the first time she drops by their apartment, it's as a catte.
Nogiku (Nyogiku??) was just about to take a closer look at their monitors, though, so— phew! Riff scoops her up just in time to keep her from getting the moist wetness all over their computer set up. It's not particularly hard to pick her up, either. She's but a wee cat... Though, keeping a hold on her might be harder.
Still in their hands, she starts to wriggle and hiss, her tail lashing in agitation while she offers them her best glare. Except she's, you know, a lisa frank cat? She's got those wet rat vibes on account of falling into the pool? It is not very effective.
Let her go!!!]
Nogiku (Nyogiku??) was just about to take a closer look at their monitors, though, so— phew! Riff scoops her up just in time to keep her from getting the moist wetness all over their computer set up. It's not particularly hard to pick her up, either. She's but a wee cat... Though, keeping a hold on her might be harder.
Still in their hands, she starts to wriggle and hiss, her tail lashing in agitation while she offers them her best glare. Except she's, you know, a lisa frank cat? She's got those wet rat vibes on account of falling into the pool? It is not very effective.
Let her go!!!]
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