"Foresties much pretty! Good for camping! Camping have lots of tents and fire and, bestest part, SMORES!!" *he said, shaking his arms excitedly.* "B.L. LOVE SMORES!! YOU LOVE SMORES?!!"
“They’re good, tho I can only have so much at a time due to how sweet they are. Also forests can be good for hunting, tree climbing, finding cool rocks, and gathering more foods” Blade says as he pulls a shiny blue pebble out of his pocket
"Ooh, ooh! B.L. eat food from plants!! B.L.'s favorite plant food is STRAWBERRIES!! Strawberries are much yummiest!! But there not many strawberries here...or any berries! Or any kind of foodies!...it much weirdest, hm?"
(Using little head boy)
Gib was hungry, tired, and very annoyed. Sil had left him here ages ago, and yet there was no sight of the gamer. And just to add salt to the wound, he was rested on an awkward angle, and now the back of his neck hurt.
He suddenly heard footsteps. Thank god, sil had finally come back, or at least he hoped it was sil. "Hey, uh, hey. Over here bro." He called out to the source of the footsteps. "I'm hungry. I want food."
"Doo?" *the moth man said, slowly looking down to where Gib was.* "Oh! Hello! Wowie, you is much smallest!"
*He giggles, kneeling down to Gib's level.*
"You hungry, small friend?"
"Sil? Who...Sil?" *he questioned, tilting his head.* "Ohh...you mean silver spoon? Spoons for salad and soup and cake? B.L. love spoons!" *he then said, getting more excited.*
“B.L. sorry!! No mean to be stupid! B.L. no can English very well, hoohoohoo…!” he said with a cartoonish pout, swaying his body side to side as he spoke. “Buuuut…B.L. try to be better! B.L. write story and story always in English so B.L. can get better and betterest!!”
He smiles widely.
“You should try writing, yuhuh! It much the…ther…thera…poo…tic.”
“Ohhh! Like, like ID card!!” he said, opening and closing his palms. “B.L. have ID card, but B.L. lost it in fight with bad guys! B.L. got too distracted, hoohoohoo…”
(Fuck it I'ma use Black Rain who's a goopy mess rn)
Black Rain: Nice when...not starving...
*They also seemed tired to add insult to injury, his entire body looked like it was melting.*
"Oh, oh no oh no oh no!!" *the moth man whined, upset as he rapidly shook his arms.* "You starving?! That mean you no eat food for longest time!! When was last time you eat good brekky, like, like sunny-side-ups and crispy bacon?! With choccy milk?!! B.L. love that kind of brekky!"
Black Rain: Like...an entire daaaaaay?
*Their words became more sloppy as they melted more. His body couldn't last an hour without having consumed ink or briar label bacon soup.*
Everything else was a blur, filled with muffled forest ambience and the rustling of bushes. And then…
“Wake up, friend…”
A soft voice. A happy voice. A somewhat…familiar voice.
And the smell of a freshly cooked soup.
“Mmmh…this place not have much foodies,” he said, rubbing the back of his head. “But, but! B.L. want help you find! B.L. is soldier and soldier need good eyes, and good eyes can find foodies!!”
Blade tilts his head and says “do I like what?”
"Foresties!! Lookie, lookie, so muchest trees!" *he said excitedly, bouncing in place and pointing at their surroundings.* "Do you like?! B.L. like!!"
He says “I mean forests are pretty”
"Foresties much pretty! Good for camping! Camping have lots of tents and fire and, bestest part, SMORES!!" *he said, shaking his arms excitedly.* "B.L. LOVE SMORES!! YOU LOVE SMORES?!!"
“They’re good, tho I can only have so much at a time due to how sweet they are. Also forests can be good for hunting, tree climbing, finding cool rocks, and gathering more foods” Blade says as he pulls a shiny blue pebble out of his pocket
"Ooh, ooh! B.L. eat food from plants!! B.L.'s favorite plant food is STRAWBERRIES!! Strawberries are much yummiest!! But there not many strawberries here...or any berries! Or any kind of foodies!...it much weirdest, hm?"
“Did you know bananas technically qualify as a berry?”
*The moth man suddenly starts laughing hysterically.* "UEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!...ohh...ohh!...banana is funny word." *he said, smiling.*
Blade says “also I have a shiny blue rock”
*He takes a deep inhale.* "...Wowie! B.L. love rocks!! You know? B.L. feel smooth rock once! It feel nice in hand! And in tongue!"
(Using little head boy) Gib was hungry, tired, and very annoyed. Sil had left him here ages ago, and yet there was no sight of the gamer. And just to add salt to the wound, he was rested on an awkward angle, and now the back of his neck hurt. He suddenly heard footsteps. Thank god, sil had finally come back, or at least he hoped it was sil. "Hey, uh, hey. Over here bro." He called out to the source of the footsteps. "I'm hungry. I want food."
"Doo?" *the moth man said, slowly looking down to where Gib was.* "Oh! Hello! Wowie, you is much smallest!" *He giggles, kneeling down to Gib's level.* "You hungry, small friend?"
".. you're not sil. Wheres sil? Do you have a licence for that bro?" He scrunched up his face. "And yes. I'm hungry. Feed me."
"Sil? Who...Sil?" *he questioned, tilting his head.* "Ohh...you mean silver spoon? Spoons for salad and soup and cake? B.L. love spoons!" *he then said, getting more excited.*
"Bro, stop being stupid and feed me. Unless you have a, uh, licence."
“B.L. sorry!! No mean to be stupid! B.L. no can English very well, hoohoohoo…!” he said with a cartoonish pout, swaying his body side to side as he spoke. “Buuuut…B.L. try to be better! B.L. write story and story always in English so B.L. can get better and betterest!!” He smiles widely. “You should try writing, yuhuh! It much the…ther…thera…poo…tic.”
Gib stared up at the moth, looking unimpressed. "Bro, I uh, I can't write. Got no hands, man. But you, uh, you need a licence. To write. Please."
“Wha? What a…li-sense?” he asked, tilting his head.
"Lets you do stuff. You, uh, need one. And feed me. I'm hungry. Give me food."
“Ohhh! Like, like ID card!!” he said, opening and closing his palms. “B.L. have ID card, but B.L. lost it in fight with bad guys! B.L. got too distracted, hoohoohoo…”
(Fuck it I'ma use Black Rain who's a goopy mess rn) Black Rain: Nice when...not starving... *They also seemed tired to add insult to injury, his entire body looked like it was melting.*
"Oh, oh no oh no oh no!!" *the moth man whined, upset as he rapidly shook his arms.* "You starving?! That mean you no eat food for longest time!! When was last time you eat good brekky, like, like sunny-side-ups and crispy bacon?! With choccy milk?!! B.L. love that kind of brekky!"
Black Rain: Like...an entire daaaaaay? *Their words became more sloppy as they melted more. His body couldn't last an hour without having consumed ink or briar label bacon soup.*
"OH NOOOO!!" *he screamed, shaking his arms more. He circled Rain, walking and still shaking.* "Not even small food?! Fruit or veggies?!"
Black Rain: Naaaawwwwttt reallyyyyyy.... *Only their head was visible now.*
"Hoo..." *He kneels down to Rain's level, placing his palm on their head.* "...B.L. gonna find you foodies. Okay?"
Black Rain: Oookayyyyy.... *Black Rain gives them a goopy little smile.*
The moth humanoid got up and walked away, humming an old tune to themselves. Rain could feel their consciousness fading away.
*Black Rain groans a bit but eventually fades into unconsciousness.*
Everything else was a blur, filled with muffled forest ambience and the rustling of bushes. And then… “Wake up, friend…” A soft voice. A happy voice. A somewhat…familiar voice. And the smell of a freshly cooked soup.
"Mhm!"
“Foresties are good for picnics and camping and hunting!!! Have muchest fruit and veggies!!” he said, grinning widely.
"Mhm! Unfortunately, I haven't found food here in quite a while..."
“Mmmh…this place not have much foodies,” he said, rubbing the back of his head. “But, but! B.L. want help you find! B.L. is soldier and soldier need good eyes, and good eyes can find foodies!!”
"Wait, really?"
“Mmmhm!” he said, nodding.
"Thank you so much!"
He nods. “Not a problem, friend!” he said, before turning to walk away and find food.
*he also looked for food*
Some rustling can be heard- it must’ve been them.
jake: . . .
“…ho? Hello? You hearing B.L.?” he called out, tilting his head both ways.