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mm, milk flavor urgg. beginning not feel so grea-- *explodes*

If this one doesn't die of zombies or radioactive spiders first, they'd like to live in new zealand. it's warm and it's pretty, and we could live there well within our means.

if you're not careful, you're going to cause a recursion event in causality, a little self sustaining closed loop of spacetime folding in on itself. go for another! see how many dimensions we can fold together in one spot before the paradoxes start eating each other!

it doesn't, thank you for asking! for sake of readability, we try to stick to a single linear chain of events. oh hi. nothing weird is happening here. nothing weird at all. just some chums doing chum things. which explains all the chum and other assorted gore around here.

but we saw-- you were jus-- never mind. questioning continuity here is pointless.

pfft, we'd like to see you try! wait, no, what are you-- ack! so that's what it feels like to be a Möbius twist!

*is booped* *boops back* *boops the daikon* now they're waffles. waffles are better. they're daikon waffles. are those a thing? they're probably a thing.

whoever invented early mornings should be thrown off the nearest pier. just sayin.

you rang?

that's pretty much what i do. write it all down, organize it, then make it look pretty. lots of rewritten versions of different chapters, just sitting in my notes and lore section, waiting to be used somewhere.

Howdy, howdy! Any news on the space front today?

Thanks. Appreciate the offer! We're good, for now. Mostly. There's a trick to remembering your dreams. Idk what it is, as someone who merely dabbled in vivid/lucid dreaming, it's different for everyone. Probably goes by the same rules as any other creative endeavor: write it down before you...

No worries! Will gladly take a boop from you too. Our room is where all our stuff is, so luckily, we've built it to be a bastion from terror and the outside world. It's where we keep our aquariums and plants, after all. *boops back* no, u

Currently battling an estranged parent who refuses to use my chosen name and other associated ape noises. Abusive, but not physically. The type where they're nice in public but at home they are a terror. It's a nasty situation, and the worst part is: they're staying for the summer and there's...

No more bloodthirst for us. We've had our fill of slaying. Just fluff for us... for now.

oh, okay, understandable, have a great day, sir

yu get tu live we'll trade you a dozen blueberry muffins for your wallet.

nyeah! *gets shaken off danny's head, having never left it this whole time* nuu! our bed warmer!

playing video games and browsing online stores instead of working on novel: check