Jake English [DEAD.]
@galootTyrannicide
The permanent little spoon!
If you were a little sapient critter scurrying about through the dogvalleys of fern gully and the pits of fricken no mans land (no bunnys meadow) while an evil dense fog ravaged your homeland... what kind of animal would you be! I think id be like some kind of dearheart little mole. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/9cf29251e2cc.jpg
I like how Roxy isnt in this image so you are lowkey impying shes the one who gets hit by the fog.
Our galavant through the wood would have been too swiftly handled if our pal rolal were present. It was a matter of sandbagging to ensure we had proper screentime!
The salamander beauty contest is going wonderfully! Bubbleblower the seer of the arcane just shook the house down with their secret talent... a line dance! The boot scooting boogie has never been done with such wet feetsies but she rocked this juke like a mad amphibian on a hot tin roof and the rest of the cats just went yowling. No competition has yet to step to her but i think well see it really heating up here soon.
next time something llike this happens pllease record it id kill to see it
why woulld your text chitts post but not your videos? good lluck im desperate to see this
yuuuup listen could you just fucking humor me here i have had the worst day of my life and that includes the day i killed all of my friends can you just say hi like a normal fucking person
I got my tongue stuck to a big ol lollipop today!
jake U need 2 lock in man ~_@
Some of you folk could do with an outfit change! I used to be all mucked up with my manties until i learned to swap to fashion for fairer weather and now im as spritely as a forest pixie and ready to leap over toppled quartz pillars and big stones alike.
I kind of miss being able to throw down and wrestle. Here in the bubbles its all a bunch of hoitytoity ghosties. And jane just doesnt like getting handsy since we err... played king arthur so to speak.
OuO whats king arthur?
Hells bells and whistles you turn up as a ghost once and folks line the block to tear your partially translucent hiney a new hole! Goodness. Youre all simply sucking the fun out of our next holler. Jane and i have heard some hot goss about a ghostly artifact of silly proportions stuck way out in the outer bubbles in a big temple! Kind of like in tomb raider but its i who bare a strapping pair of holsters and epic shorts. Were headed there next! After all this snow settles in me. It didnt taste like blue razzberry at all. And dare i say it may have even had a saltier tinge caused by all of this ocean junk that always props up in the far out memories of whatever ragamuffin is inspiring the scenery.
While climbing, Jake and I were BURIED IN AN AVALANCHE! As ghosts who cannot perish due to hypothermia, we simply had to eat our way out, Very Hungry Caterpillar style. We attempted to administer the memory of some blue raspberry syrup on our neverending snowcones, but the impact was minimal. :( It was my fault. I told him a joke so hysterical he disrupted the shifting snowbanks with his raucous laughter. Still! No better way to spend two hours than munching slush with your best pal!
It is not.
My, my. Are you seeing this @giddyGallivanting ? Your hubby here is going on and on about my clothing as he is. A 'little girl's ascot'! As if anything would be wrong with that. You should really wrangle in his misogyny. I've heard recently that it's a poor look.
Its misandry actually because im razzing you! Unless you have something to tell me in which case ill be a perfect gentleman and *ahem* lay off... *adjusts bowtie*!
You have teeth like a warthog also. You can eat corn through a picket fence.
Doing little roleplay actions on your post completely negated anything you could have possibly said.
Very original to pick at a man's natural traits. They're considered very handsome by troll standards, actually.
I grow bored of your wrigglerish barbs, Mr. English. I will leave you to the Void's incomprehensible stare in the face of your own imminent dissolution into nothing. We likely won't talk again. Goodbye.
Isnt it dinked up i cant enjoy good grub anymore. A can of vienna weenies over the stove wouldve had me lighting up this juke joint back in the day but now its all wet mush! Yucky.
Maybe i just got too old for weenies.
We sometimes amass some colorful critter sidekicks for as long as we can tempt them to follow us with beckoning pats and hot vittles. Today we're on a hike with this VERY silly turtle! He is not capable of sharing his name with us, so I took the liberty of knighting him Sir Shell Silverstein.
Sometimes my tummy still aches from where i got all diced but its all water under the bridge for the most part. Janey and i are currently parked pert and pretty under a massive swell of bubble-typical brain trees and were fit to climb this flora here soon. So excited!! You have NEVER seen a set of adventurers as close as the two of us. And we used to be two pieces of meat on the same skewer! Kabobs! :P
Dont you beat around that horse now rolal i am MORE than chipper to have that distinction made.
k well yea but maybe IM not :( i already know you guys died!!!! n now youre just.... ok with that?????
Er. Well shucks little lady what am i supposed to do about it otherwise? If you get stuck in the dumps youre just like all the other sadsack chumps clogging the bubbles! Chin up. :)
idek how u expect me to keep my chin anywhere NEAR up at a time like this <:(
HOW am i the silly one here!!!! you died! + now youre just bein all CHIPPERLY care fuckin free abt it!!!! :'(
and i just didnt think id ever get to see you guys again
Youd be way more taken to bits if i was down and out about it!
kay well yea i would be actually :(( so tbh i guess u got me there
I suppose some introductions are in order! My name is JANE CROCKER, and I am but one face in the incalculable population of the DREAMBUBBLES! I am twenty-six years young, ten years deceased. I enjoy long walks on the memory bank, and I have a particular knack for recalling desserts from my plethora of living experience hunched over a hot oven. :B My home is wherever my humble feet carry me- particularly at the side of my BEST PAL, @galootTyrranicide. We gave Sburb the old college try, but if statistics are to be believed, there is no shame in losing! Now we spend our time exploring and in the good company afforded us by the FURTHEST RING. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/056012e162c1.png OOC // GAME OVER timeline Jane. Shares a writer with @gutsyGumshoe and @gynarchsGoverness .
oH, wELL,,, iF WE COULD, i'D LIKE TO START OVER, tHEN, i AM tAVROS, i'M ONE OF THE TROLLS THAT, pLAYED WITH YOU GUYS, aSSUMING YOU EVEN PLAYED? bUT ALSO i THINK i, sTOPPED PLAYING LONG BEFORE YOU JOINED, oN ACCOUNT OF HAVING, dIED BADLY BUT, i GOT BETTER, aND YOU SEEM VERY SWEET SO, i WOULD LIKE TO BE FRIENDS, aND APOLOGIZE DEEPLY AND PROFUSELY FOR, mY UNTOWARD COMMENTS, pREVIOUSLY,
Youve already tarnished your own dang outlook little miss. Keep that tush pushing elsewhere because the two of us arent keen on shaking tailfeathers with ghosts who are mean in their step! One TOO MANY bad run ins.
Jake, your blood pressure! :B Hoo hoo hoo. Oh, what's the harm in giving this kind alien lass one more shot at the gate? She sure seems sorry. I believe this all to be mere misunderstanding.
I suppose i ought to lay down the pitchfork and tuck it elsewhere. Thats no way to treat a lady i suppose!
Chivalrous as usual, my dear sir! :B And if we're lucky, we can use that fork to pitch some welcoming straw for our next shady nap on some scenic plains. Maybe with our new friend?
hEy tHeRe :o) yOu kNoW I UsUaLlY DoN'T TaLk tO OtHeR JaNe's aNd sHiT BuT YoU SeEm kInDa sIlLy wItH It. YoU LiKe mAgIcAl pOtIoNs?