* [Sadly, he still doesn’t seem to understand…. But he doesn’t seem to be feeling threatened by your approach! He’s just watching. A slight tilt of the head, even.]
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Has Flaps made any more improvements?
* { definitely! he’s got his head upstairs again, but he seems calm and amicable. i’m not going to test him myself, though – like i’ve said, he’s afraid of me, i don’t want to chance ruining this. }
* { he’s currently got @tanezumi held captive though. it’s pretty cute. }
That’s alright, Runiel. What have you tried out, and what have you discovered?
* { well, }
* { @sunnybcnes needed help with security at his new cafe – and i offered my help. i wasn’t sure if i’d be able to properly do it, seeing as it’s outside the void, but…. }
* { it worked pretty much without a hitch. i’m even able to set up my projections in there…. it’s. really nice. }
* { sorry again for the silence – I’ve been trying out a couple new things these past few days }
Poking the Tiger
{ * … }
{ * What a mess… }
[ * That attack seems to do the trick, Pathos’ skull being mushed into a slurry of dust and green ichor. After their host goes, so do the butterflies, popping and exploding that same ichor. ]
[ * Left behind is a blackened SOUL, it shuddering violently before disappearing with a loud POP. ]
[ * Adversary purified??? Wait, wrong game- ]
📝 [Whatever works.]
📝 [The ichor is quickly vanished, as if it had never happened – and Flaps is subsequently knocked out, presumably to be woken later on with very little recollection of the incident. For a little while, at least.]
📝 [Bye, Pathos…..]
You and Flaps still have lots of pets, don’t you? Are they doing all right amidst all this nonsense? I’m surprised that you’re able to still care for them on top of everything else…
* { not as many as we used to. a lot of them belonged to other people who have since left – but we do make sure to keep on with taking good care of them. }
* { they’re in good hands, even if we don’t talk about them much. no worries. }
It seems things are finally looking up for you and Flaps! I’m so happy for you two! Maybe things can finally be peaceful again…I just hope Pathos doesn’t come to bother you two again. I’m guessing you and Flaps won’t want him anywhere near here, huh?
* { if he gets anywhere near here within at LEAST a 500 foot radius again after pulling that shit? }
* { he dies on sight. }
* { things are doing a little better, though, that aside. }
Poking the Tiger
[ * He doesn’t have much mobility outside of his own hands holding this reforming body up, and most of his concentration’s going towards the ones lodged in Flaps’ jaw bones. It’s pretty safe to say that he’s swept up in the lunge. ]
[ * But, ah, now you have those butterflies to contend with, and they’re starting to swarm him. The bone making up his face is where they decide to light, followed by a faint scratching sound. What is it they’re trying to do..? ]
{ * …That’s just playing dirty. You know exactly what they’re doing. }
[ * What? Trying to scrape away and eat the bone? Maybe. ]
📝 [NAUGHTY????]
📝 [Flaps doesn’t seem to be too focused on this swarm – he instead is Wholly Intent on crushing Pathos’ skull and any of that reforming body that he can. He’ll deal with the pest problem after – he’s gotten aware enough to be able to piece together that Hey, This Guy Started This, therefore, he dies first.]
📝 [MAYBE that’s a little too much. BUT! He sure is ripping at Pathos at this point. No mercy.]
📝 [Definitely safe to say that Pathos won’t be permitted to return when he inevitably comes back from this.]
Poking the Tiger
[ * The butterfly will make it out somehow. It’s smarter than it looks. ]
[ * Flaps is free to grab that club, because the hands have let it go to favor lodging themselves in his jaw’s socket, trying to pop it out of place. ]
[ * Pathos, meanwhile, is hovering a few feet away, waiting for his body to grow back. Those butterflies work quick, as they’ve got his rib cage mostly assembled, the new bone dripping a sickly green ichor. ]
[ * It might also be nothing, but a few of the butterflies have started hovering around Flaps’ head. ]
📝 [Hope so…..]
📝 [He does grab it, but once those hands go for his jaw he really. Starts freaking out a bit. He doesn’t seem quite as enraged now – more afraid. This hurts!!! This Sucks???? Horrible. Awful. 0/10.]
📝 [He flails around a bit in an attempt to get the hands away – and he spots the partially-reformed Pathos. He LUNGES, full speed, aiming directly for the skull this time.]
Poking the Tiger
[ * That is a real shame. The disturbed green mass releases more and more butterflies that collect around his skull, them beginning to reform his skeleton from the neck down. A larger butterfly that doesn’t quite look like the rest takes flight, going right out the door and into open void. ]
[ * As for the remains of Pathos, that bone club is headed directly for that injured jaw, moreso to get attention than to hurt this time. What is he trying to get out of this, exactly? ]
📝 [Gross….. Hope that butterfly is good at navigating, though. There isn’t any doors down here – not any that lead out. The only door that could is up the stairs – providing he didn’t close it when he came in, at least.]
📝 [But! The movement catches his eye and he swings around, claws and wings outstretched. He tries to grab that club firmly in his mouth, clawing away at the hands holding it. It’s tender!!! Blease no touching.]
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