IC Contact

[garbagechild]

"... So I just talk? I start talking? .... Now? ... What's the light mean? ... Oh! HI, I'M WRATH, THIS IS MY MAIL VOICE, PLEASE LEAVE A--" BEEP.


[OOC: Want to thread with me but don't have a current post to do it on? Wanna send Wrath a private message? Wanna prank-call him in the middle of the night and then instantly regret it as he dials you back over and over and yells "Hello? HELLO?" into the mic? Pop a thread on here with the IC date and time and let's get playing!]

Comments

[garbagechild]

<sub>[A tiny Wrath would probably just straight up NEVER BE FOUND until everyone turned back to normal and suddenly there would be a thrashing lump clawing its way upwards out of the lawn or something. Or jammed into a vent somewhere in the house.]

[Either way, he seems surprisingly calm given what's been happening, and as he's speaking, there's a crackle of plastic as he very nonchalantly unwraps a stick of string-cheese.]</sub>

Lust is small too.

She doesn't like it very much.

I'm still big, though.

She told me to sit here for awhile to make sure I don't step on her.

_{[He bites off the top of the string cheese without bothering to peel any strips off. Like an animal.]}

[exeggutorhead]

Yeah, do that. Sit right there.

What about Henry? Was he at the house when this happened?

[Hopefully he hadn't been walking home from work in the middle of the night when it hit--when had it hit?]

[garbagechild]

Oh, yeah.

Your fat yellow rat went by with him awhile ago.

_{[Guglhopf ate Henry, Envy.]}

[exeggutorhead]

[...oh god what if Guglhopf did eat Henry. What if he'd decided he looked like a cookie or something??]

...was he hurt or anything? Did you talk to him?

[garbagechild]

Mm... no.

He seemed busy.

_{[He polishes off the rest of the cheese stick, then reaches for another one.]}