haaaaa shu mmm
eye
I've got some falling to do
physically thicc,mentally sick
Nuru Flying Test
Zigzag the Grand Vizier 2
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@pastelbutter
by:
LonelyParadise 
651
651
21.02.2020
195 comments
PastelButter
21.02.2020 21:13
LinkDAMN IM SORRY I DIDNT SEE THIS-
Hi!
LonelyParadise[OP]
21.02.2020 21:17
Linkrp?
me hab idea qwq
PastelButter
21.02.2020 21:18
LinkOkay! :D
LonelyParadise[OP]
21.02.2020 21:19
Linkyou need twist
you could add doggos but it's not necessary-
PastelButter
21.02.2020 21:24
LinkWe won’t use anything unnecessary
So no dogs
LonelyParadise[OP]
21.02.2020 21:25
Linkf-
Start:
Streak had disappeared for about a week and a half, no one knew where he went.
Twist: *she was looking for him. She had been for a while.* “Streak!”
There was no reply, but there was a scratch mark across a nearby tree
There was a rather small scrap of red fabric, and further away more scratches among trees in a trail
After a while the scratches stopped, there was a clearing with a small pile of blood in the middle. There was a very faint sound of hurried footsteps ahead
Twist: “...” *she went in the direction the footsteps had been coming from*
Streak: *He'd turn around, a massive slash across his chest. he also looked as he'd been crying.* "..."
Twist: “... Streak, sometimes you just have to admit you’re not okay. You aren’t. Please just let me help...”
Streak: *He'd get up, but he was clearly in pain although attempting to hide it*
Twist: *eventually they reached her house*
Steel: *looking through the window at them-*
(I said I wouldn't use dogs.
I lied-)
Twist: *she closed the door* "..." *she went into the kitchen*
Steel: *he came and barked at Streak*
Steel: *he looked at the slash, clearly confused*
Twist: *she came back with some bandages* “Steel, quit pestering him. Uh... you can sit down somewhere if you want...”
Twist: “...” *she went into the living room, then came back with a blanket and some cushions*
Twist: *she gave them to him* “I can’t imagine that the floor is very comfy...”
Twist: “...” *she kneeled down next to him* “... sorry if this hurts..” *she started gently wrapping bandages around his chest*
Twist: *she finished and made sure it wouldn’t come undone* “There. Would you like anything to eat?”
Twist: “Alrighty...” *she went back into the kitchen*
Steel: *he came up to him and barked again*
Steel: *he seemed confused as to why he was there. In truth, he didn’t really trust him because sometimes he made Twist sad, but other times he made her happy, so he wasn’t really sure what to think. He sniffed him*
Tarquin: *he came to see what Steel was doing*
Skaro: *he wandered out of the living room* “.... oh. The **** you doing here?”
(I need to draw Skaro :p)
Skaro: “Well ain’t she damn sweet. Ima give her a talk about bringing sketchy guys home.”
Skaro: *he went back into the living room*
Tarquin: *he started nudging the cushions around Streak*
Tarquin: *after pushing cushions around him, he pulled the blanket over him*
Steel: “...”
Tarquin: *he’d tried to make him comfortable. He didn’t really understand why he was on the floor, when there were much better places in the house to sit, so he felt he had to.*
Steel: *he curled up next to him too*
Skaro: *he came back and s******ed when he saw Streak* “Cuddle time?”
Skaro: “Dawee, lighten up. They’we twying to be fwendly.” *he put on a baby voice and gave a kitty smirk*
Skaro: “...” *he flounced off into the kitchen and jumped onto the table*
Twist: “... no. Get off the table.” *she picked him up*
Skaro: * p u r r *
Tarquin: *he snuggled up to him*
Steel: *he did the same*
Streak: *He'd lie down and just kinda try to sleep, or atleast relax*
Tarquin: *he climbed on top of Steel and curled up on his back*
Steel: “...”
(YaY-
StReAks AsLeeP-)
(now I wanna draw Twist with a knife-)
Steel: “...”
Tarquin: *sleep*
Steel: “?”
(Mess around with my friends? Stab.
Mess with my dogs?? STAB STAB-)
(Mess with Streak? he'd probably stab your eyes out-)
Streak: "..."
(shade plz don’t annoy him anymore-)
Steel: *he nudged Streak gently*
Tarquin: “:DD” *he wanted to make him feel better, and he always felt better with a toy*
Steel: “...”
Skaro: *he ran into the kitchen* “TWISSSTTTT”
Tarquin: *he chased him*
Skaro: “MAKE IT LEAVE ME ALONEEEEE”
Twist: “It’s a he, not an it.”
Tarquin: *bork*
Skaro: *screech*