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o wao also both imposters noice

Nope! Under specific circumstances, they do. In this case, leaving during discussions. But otherwise, you are correct

The bodies of people who leave during discussions are teleported to the table where discussions happen. Black didnt die, they left.

I am back!

I'm eating lunch ;-; I'll be back tho

we're lonely ;-;

You can join now!

YHSLLQ still.

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can i join? =^w^=

big sad

oof servers why

I'll join if you do =^w^= I'm not very good though.

i also have java now , , Seastorm25, sister came up with name when smol child

Even just talking like this in paragraphs is somehow nice. I don't understand myself. Although I should probably get everything down in one big post otherwise I'm going to feel guilty for spamming even though there's someone out there who's gonna say it doesn't matter. I'll continue the story tomorrow. It's 11:19pm.

A good 90% of my playthroughs never get this far because I usually find them too repetitive or I'm doing a challenge that I've done too many times or the challenge has way too many story based rules that involve dice and things that I just can't be bothered with, but coming up with this thing myself is actually nice. I wonder if I can come up with another one for when I've gotten farther with this one. I'm probably only doing this for my own enjoyment. I guess that's kind of what these are for though. No, what I meant is I guess not many people will read these and find it interesting, but I wanted to post it here anyway because I seem to always need to be talking to someone, whether they're listening or not. Hm.

I can't even remember where the name Orniekis came from. But it sounds familiar. I probably heard it in like a tv show or something -- but it's spelt differently, because the name literally exists, like, no where else on the internets from what I've seen, as evidenced from a speedy search on google by my sister which is obviously sufficient evidence clearly I also have a little habit of having little nicknames for the Nichelings in my playthroughs. Little one-word stories that pretty much sum up the Nicheling's entire personality to me. Sometimes it's like a setting, a word that seems completely random, a smell or a colour? It makes sense to me and no one else. Like, Orniekis is 'Lost' and Pridukven was 'Scrawny'-- but only before I came up with a quick concept for him. Still really wish I could post screenshots.

Now I REALLY wish I could post screenshots. This is too cute. "Great. So uh... I don't really know where I'm going." Joeseki laughs at the confession. "How 'bout we go toward one of those nut trees? They're a realy good source of food. I can show you how to crack them with your mouth!" "Uhh, I'm not so sure I'll be very good at that." Orkienis has a very vague memory of attempting to do just that somewhere far, far away before she woke up on this island. "Well, you can try anyway! But we'd better get moving. These berry bushes are as good as shrivelled." And so, away they go. But in the grass, Joeki can smell something. Something a little like himself; definitely a Nicheling, male, but a little more... sour. Not a good thing. Probably one of those creepy dudes who... uh... Yeah. He should keep Orniekis away from him.

Well, Orkienis refuses to be the awkward one this time. "My name is Orkienis. Who might you be?" The spotty Nigheling finds his voice after a moment of processing. "I go by Joeseki. Are you alone?" "Yes, yes I am." Orkienis offers him some of her berries just as he finishes the ones on his bush. "But perhaps not anymore?" Joeseki smiles. It's nice seeing someone smile. Pridukven couldn't really smile when his mouth was so small and his nose was so large. "Are you suggesting that I join you? Because if you are, then hell yeah!" Orkienis smiles with him. She has a feeling he won't be leaving as soon as Pridukven did.

The silence stretches on and on as Orniekis wanders farther and farther from her fallen friend. There are distant cries from dodomingo, but not a single other Nicheling appears to ease her loneliness. It starts raining after three long days of travelling. It was the same routine up to that point; wake up, walk, happen to stumble upon a berry bush, eat, sleep, wake up again. Maybe Pridukven was wrong. Perhaps she wasn't meant to get very far in life. But just as she has this thought, her path is blocked by a grey thing. Nope... a grey and orange thing. The thing was hidden very well among orange grass, nomming on the berries from a bush she had just discovered. But of course, she happened to miss him because her nose is terrible and he has the most velvety of velet paws to hide the sound of his feet. And so there they stare, startled, in between two berry bushes, a cactus, and a rock.

It's raining again now, fittingly, and the silence now is more eerie than it was before. She really is alone now. Sure, she was from the beginning, but now she knows what it feels like to lose someone. Doesn't matter that she only knew him for a day and a bit. But there's a new blue bird circling over her, and she wants to make the old nicheling proud, wherever he is up in the sky. So, she presses on through her thoughts. Focusing on the things around her. Although it doesn't help now that the rain is making her nose even weaker than it was before. From across the shore, she can see the little lonely nest that she left behind; and the not so lonely nest that Pridukven and she have left behind. Maybe they can be lonely together.

Pridukven knows that his time is soon. So, with a heavier heart than he would have expected, he gently sends Orkienis on her way. "I'm too old to go out on adventures anymore, though. I've made a home for myself here and I'm happy. You on the other hand have a whole world to explore." Orkienis knows what he's trying to do. And she's going to let it happen. He will pass peacefuly. "Go out and make your own stories. I've enjoyed your company." +1 self esteem Orkienis nods with new purpose; one that seems to have been rediscovered from the deepest, darkest depths of her mind. And so, with one final wave, she leaves.

I would have posted a screenshot there of Orniekis being awkward and Pridukven looking at her weirdly, but now my screenshots aren't cooperating because laptop can only just keep up with niche on its own. Sorry, folks. Pridukven decides that now is the time to bond with this awkward soul, as if he doesn't, he will literally never get the chance again thanks to his deathly illness. He pats the ground a little ways away from him with his nimble fingers and beckons her over. Orniekis makes her way around the obstacles and settles herself awkwardly in the soft grass. The grass is making her feel a little better about this situation. "Tell me your name, child." And so the grandfatherly relationship was formed over a long night of stories and laughs.

The next few moments are spent in uncertainty as Pridukven hops up onto what was probably his stump before Orniekis arrived. The rain eventually stops, and she is still sitting on the beach, sad and confused. The clownkoi that darts up next to her in the water seems to have some empathy and decides to stay by her side for a while. When Pridukven glances back at her questioningly, she decides to not be awkward for the first time since they met and snag a few of the poisonous berries on the other side of the normal berry bush that's next to the tree stump that's next to the nest that's next to empty space. She likes those poison berries. She can't remember how she knows this about herself since she can't recall ever eating them before. The blue bird seems to have forgotten about Orniekis and is now hovering over the sea. Thank goodness.

This whole 'documenting everything I do in Niche' thing isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I thought I would get tired of stopping all the time to write everything out, post it and then get back to playing, but it's actually really fun. I like this. I wanna do this more often.