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Lilytuft

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  1. May have also guessed whose Pepper drew but I'm not sure
  2. No idea who drew the he but the anatomy on that is just *chef's kiss*
  3. Also I think I know whose Tilly drew after accidentally stumbling into its style but I'll let the recipient guess first
  4. All of these are so prettyyyy hdsfgfsfsgjkhjkh! And my boi got his whole family with him! Big thanks to whoever drew them, that must have taken a while! My sus is on @CATFISHPARTY
  5. "I thought this place had already gotten to me, but I guess things can get worse..." The scent of danger was still looming close behind, and it was making him jumpy. He tried to change the subject to calm down. "So... Made any new friends?"
  6. "But I don't-" He hadn't even considered that option. Could that be it? He'd never gotten them before, so why now? "...get those." he finished, uncertainty in his voice.
  7. "The flash of light! Everywhere was bright and there were so many colors. Surely you must have noticed!"
  8. -Oh, yes, my apologies. Where were we?
  9. Fangs was too lost in thought to notice him and was startled by the voice. He quickly backed up a few steps and asked: "Did you see that?"
  10. Happy existence anniversary! 🍰
  11. Fangs struggled to comprehend what he'd seen. He looked around for the nearest pair of eyes and started approaching them. (This interaction is up for grabs!) He needed to ask if anyone else had seen the flash of light. Why was that... The little nicheling- he was covered in water. We're far away from the stream. It doesn't even smell like that. Nor does the swamp. And where did he go?
  12. (Added! Welcome to the nightmare)
  13. Lilytuft

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  14. Happy existing anniversary! 🎂
  15. -Some of these are a bit blurry for me as well, but I'll do my best to help you. Sister and mother are members of your family. It's... a coplicated subject, but when two nichelings in the living world love each other very much, they might make more nichelings. These nichelings start out as small and defenseless, but grow big with time and care. Usually one of the two nichelings who made the small ones becomes a mother and the other a father. The little ones are siblings to each other, labeled sisters and brothers. Her thoughts got carried away thinking about something far away and long gone. It wasn't just discussing the topic of family and children that brought these things to mind - the very act of trying to explain words to this confused spirit made her miss caring for her own offspring. What they had been like was a mystery to her, but the feeling of curling up around a little one to protect it from all the dangers of the world was one of the few things that hadn't left her, and it had stuck with her ever since she'd had some of her first flashbacks. Snapping back into this reality made her realise she'd forgot the rest of the terms she was supposed to explain.
  16. (He's some meters away from everyone)
  17. Fangs stared at his paws despite no longer being able to make out the colors. His world was spinning and swaying, everything was confusing and terrible. So bright, then dark again. For a while that terrible smell wouldn't leave him alone and he was terrified that if he moved at all, he'd be attacked. What was that what was that what was that? What were all those colors and why was there so much light everywhere? Where did all the water come from? That little nicheling was in pain? Did I do that? He looked around, realising the little nicheling was no longer in front of him. Where did he go? And where did he even come from? Did anyone else see the light? They seem to be carrying on conversation as if nothing happened! The water on the ground and his paws was gone too, along with the leaves and... and the forest. What forest? He'd heard the word. It meant a lot of trees. He'd assumed it was like the swamp without the reeds. He had never even imagined something like what he'd just seen. He didn't know so many trees even existed!
  18. She sighed and switched to a more comfortable position. -I don't remember much myself, but perhaps I can at least be of some help. Are there any words that confuse you? Fangs had a lot of them after being found again.
  19. -That's very likely. Most nichelings have a mother or sisters or friends or a mate. And as for yourself, you will figure it out in time, which you have plenty of now
  20. Fangs' flashback (that was supposed to have more lighting effects but it didn't look good)
  21. Once again history repeats itself
  22. Sorry if you just got a ton of notifications from this thread - I was trying to get the code function to work since I wanted to post an image, but felt it was gory enough to warrant a spoiler, which is a function this forum doesn't seem to have
  23. Why did life even matter anymore? It was over anyways! They were free from it now! But how did it end? How did we get here? Guiding had told Fangs about something called "death". He'd later heard it described as the lack of movement. The body ceaced to move through space and the spirit through time. That explanation contained a lot of concepts that didn't make sense to him, but he'd gotten the idea. Along with a headache. According to what he'd heard from others who'd gotten stuck here, death was usually the result of something painful. "Sickness," "starvation," "injury." All just more words that lacked meaning to him. But considering the amount of painful memories he'd heard others describe, there was also a lot of suffering that didn't end in death. Since there was no pain after death, surviving must have been really unfortunate. Surely it was preferable for the pain to end, instead of having to live with it. Suddenly it was bright, like a thousand eyes had surrounded him. The world around him was full of unfamiliar colors. The light was coming from the sky, which was the color of the spiky spirit's eyes. He was on a clearing, the ground covered in fallen leaves, trampled grass and water that bore the scent of danger. All of it was of unfamiliar colors, as were his paws, which matched the small nicheling laying at his feet. The nicheling was huffing, his fur was ruffled and there were clumps of wet moss all over his fur. Water was leaking from the moss and there was some on Fangs' paws as well. The air was thick with all-consuming guilt.
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