alrighty forest it is.

imma use eveilyn.

[ insert eveilyn looking back, now with a very confused eye. ] " What. "

" ...what the hell are you- you dont look like a . s h a p e . "

" ...no sh!t sherlock. "

" goddammit. " [ they got up, they had comically long legs as they hit their head on a low hanging branch. as they sighed. their armored clothes dripping with water ]

"so now i know we both hate eachother with a burning passion but lets just be rational here, lets not argue for 30 minutes straight about our looks, alright? "

" good. " [ they looked around, looking at a small blue flower ]

" you know how to get out? " [ they held the flowa, picking off a petal.

" ah alright. ...im eveilen- you? "

[ theres a stick in her hait from slamming her head into the low hanging branch ]

[ hait. hair* ]

" ...nice to meet you, glitch, well, it was a rough start, erm, " [ eveilyn started at the flower, its soft glow slowly dimmed due to it being picked. ]

[ processing noise ] " a what in my hair- " [ they felt in their hair, which now come to the think of it, looks like blue cotton candy ] " oh. " [ insert take out the stick. ]

[ eveilyn stretched, the squares on their arms flickered, almost like they used to glow. ]

[ i love how eveilyn somehow made her and glitches hate for each other more mellow. ]

[ insert interest. ]

[ they still watched with interest, hard to see because at the moment they had no fukin eye ]

" i have now just acknowledged the fact this is a quite dangerous predicament, who knows what's in this forest- we should get out actually- "

" you have a gps? "

[ h o p i n g . p n g ]

[ it will show you your location. but not how to get somewhere ]

" ah yes google. we are indeed in a forest, how did ya know? " [ eveilyn looked to see the quickest way out was ]

[ alr ]