Jane Crocker [DEAD.]
@giddyGallivanting
Just a bubble-girl in a bubble-world. Double trouble with @galootTyrannicide!
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 .
Hmmm... Nopers! My sincerest apologies, miss! Perhaps this is some in-joke with your version of myself, but it's a little heavy in the bite for me! And trust me. I know a thing or two about overbiting. Hoo hoo hoo!
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?
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!
You talk like a fool. I can barely parse the drivel you're writing. At the very least I parsed that you are 'friends'. Which is very sweet, even it makes you sound like a sniveling toddler. I do so hope you enjoy irrelevance.
i hope you and jake continue enjoying your time in the bubbles! enjoying your life is such a simple thing but one that so many people struggle with but for you two it seems to come natural!
Apology accepted. At least one of the two of you is a legible, functioning person. As far as the word 'functioning' can extend to a...dead thing.
... Now, sir. I don't mind if you scuff your knuckles on me! But not too much on my other half! :|
Thank you so much! Yes, we have settled quite comfortably into our routine! I hope we see you around. Perhaps there are adventures yet to be shared between us!
Other half? Oh dear me, you're tragic. But I'll lay off. I wasn't truly trying to insult anyway.
... :B I wonder what awaits YOU when YOU perish! Mathematically speaking, you will. You had better hope the precarious arrangement of bubbles WE subsist off still exist when you do! Maybe then the stick up your rump will finally disengage from its muscle-shattering clenched upright position. If not... sweet oblivion! WE will have spend our time predating that end frolicking hand-in-hand. What will you have done?
I cannot die. I have someone depending on me, and carriers of the new Kerian ideology do not break promises. It is as simple as that.
Jake and I don't NEED to sleep as ghosts, per se, but every time we find a particularly spiffy spot, we like to make camp and... I suppose you could call it pretending to hunker down and get some rest! On our backs by a well-made fire, staring up at the glimmering cracks in the heavens. <:B It's enough to make you d'aww. SAY. I wonder if we'll find ourselves some temporary traveling companions on this website! Nothing wrong with a crossover episode.
also um hi
... Oh! ... Hello, there! :B This must be a run of the mill experience for you, but I must say this is quite the momentous occasion for me! I might have to fetch the party favors, because this is an occasion worth horntooting!
LOL no its not run of the mill 4 me either! i actually havent seen YOU in a long gd time either i mean not since u + jake....... yea
... Oh. You're deceased as well! :B Well, isn't that funny luck? J and I seem to have a hard time finding other ghosts in the area. I would love to see you in person. It's been so long. Obviously the probability of sharing a timeline is... sort of low. But I would gladly accept a cuddle from absolutely any iteration of my beloved BFFsy!
um no im not
Oh. Pooh. Then I hope we're able to continue communications by pRoxy! :B
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
Kabobs!!! XB