Natsura Thurnis|Tagging- Sylvie|Location- Land of Pillows and Ink
The sound of your husktop ringing startles you awake and appears to have the same affect on the voices. They resume their debates and lectures and you have to admit to being a bit glad to have them back. Or maybe that's what they want you to think. You decide to be philosophical about the fact that you have no clue if you still have free will and check on your log. Piros messaged you but got redirected to spam thank dandelions. One thing was bound to go right in the thousands that went wrong. But Sylvie had contacted you too.
eA: HI! cAN yOU hurRY UP?
eA: MY faCE IS startiNG TO heaviLY bleED agaIN.
eA: aND I'M loneLY tOO.
[hF]: Hurrying...and...I...do...not...agree. But...good...things...come...to ...those...who...wait.
[hF]: Give...me...a...bit...I...need...to...take...the...chance...to...restock.
[hF]: Asheer...would...have...a...much...better...idea...of...what...to...do...than...me.
[hF]: Honestly...I...am...not...sure...what...you...need...me...for.
Sylvie is probably right to be annoyed at your slowness and your reply is not likely to help her opinion of you. But some food will probably cheer her up and you are not about to go wasting an opportunity to prepare. You dither around your hive for a while longer, grabbing snacks and pillows. Maybe you want your luscus to come find you but whatever the reason you are loath to leave so soon after arriving back.
Piros Vinia|Tagging- Arados, Devone, Tanoshi|Location-Derse
invasiveNettle [iN] began trolling greenbloodedAssassin
[iN]: you dead yet?
invasiveNettle [iN] began trolling jocularInsubordinate [jI]
[iN]: please let this be a god day and you be dead.
[nB]: they weren't!!! ;c
[nB]: I think it's about teamwork!!! Our titles perhaps have something to do with it? From what I've observed that's what our powers are based on!!!
[nB]: But I wouldn't really know.
[iN]: powers? titles? would this have anything to with the funky pjs youre sporting?
[iN]: because theyd have to be prety god powers for me to step fot near some neon monstrosity like that.
[iN]: and teamwork? pft. we dont even have a team to work with!
[iN]: gues the unvierse is domed xp
You consider bothering someone who has a better idea of what is going on. Like Apodis maybe, mister I-know-so-much-about-space-and-that-sort-of-nonsense, but he's probably still mad at you. You should probably stick to trolls who aren't liable to track you down and tackle you which makes your potential list unfortunately short. This strikes you as pathetically sad as you end up deciding on nobody. They don't deserve your company.
Emprin Dediso| Tagging- Pifrim | Location- her hive
[aE]: i wФФn'T fФФrgeT eiTher ФФf yФФu, dФФn'T wФФrry.
[aE]: i'm sure she's fine, lusii always knФФw whaT They're doing.
[aE]: buT... hФФld ФФn, fire? i'm sФФrry, i preTTy much liTerally live under a rФФck. is There really fire ФФn The surface?
You begin a new page in your Book of Remembering for your new friend. It's disconcertingly empty while the rest are comfortingly full, but you're sure that Pifrim has other friends to remember her, these guys just have you. You stroke the book's spine and add it to your little stash in the coolest corner of your hive. An apple pops out of your sylladex and it frightens you more than it should. But what if you forget something more important than a piece of fruit? You munch on it as you shoot back a reply, fighting the urge to demand every detail of the other troll's life.
[cQ]: Aaa rok? How dooo uuu liv under aaa rok? Are uuu vareee smal?
[cQ]: Iii'm smal. So was Fleeekit but now heee's ded. Reeemember him tooo. Actuuualy Iii hav a lot of friends that neeed remembering.
[cQ]: But maaabe it would beee beter if Iii was not going to burn up. Then Iii could focus on reeemembering instead of the heeet.
[cQ]: Iii'm going to find Luseee. Don't leeeve me!
You store your assorted papers and notices along with the things that keep falling out. Keeping you inventory in mind as well as your friends is very hard but you are determined. You are also determined to find Lucci so you start wandering down the long hall by the glow of your husktop, careful not to brush the walls. They are hot and pain doesn't do much for your focus.