Vivi
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I BEAT THAT BITCH TO πππππ ! ββββββββββββββββββββββ ΛΉ icon by maladaptiveproductions ΛΌ
{ At first, silence. Then... 2, tiny little bunny ears, followed by big eyes full of rage. } ... Huh? { The eyes soften a bit, becoming more of a cautious neutral. } Who the hell .. ?
- worst. (Not that it sounded too bad, but one could never be too sure.) βYou, um, you good?β
Yeah. You... know mine. ... You forced into bein' some weird animal, too? Or was that just my case?
[ ..snnrk. ] " Could've been worse. Could've been *way* worse. " [ Speaking from experience. She recloses the distance, sticking a hand out. ] " ..anyway. Name's not important. Surge works. Been a fuckin' pleasure, if you ask me 'nd my leg. " [ A sharp grin, happy to fuck with her a little. ]
... { She visibly seems to ease up a bit. Sighing. } So you're not... ehg. ... S-Sorry. That's- I didn't know if my first impression was right or not.
" ..*most* of us are- Y'know. Like us. Sorry sad-sack motherfuckers on the chopping block. " [ A shrug of the shoulders. ]
... So you're like that... thing, I saw? Are all of you like that? { And in here, a "thing" usually meant Him. }
" ..Viv. Noted. " [ ... Her head cocks slightly. It's familiar. An animal backed against a wall. The exact kind of position she's been in more times than she can count. ..that.. *should* be a sign to get the fuck out. ] " ..Got 'em when I got dumped here. ..Not turnin' 'em on you. Bitch's honor. "
Gg-Agh -- Stop it - ! { Trying to pull away, now. Of course she had to wake up as a weak one. }
{ It lands on its face, a large crunch heard as some of its teeth shift into a new position. } { It still stands. } βπΈππβπΎ π½πβ π»ππβ πβπΌβπΌ ?
Don't treat me like a kid. I'm not. Cottontail's a stupid nickname, anyway. { Her gaze was sharp, but not confident. Moreso afraid. } ... Vivian. Vivi. You got any teeth, too?
[ - ] " (GAHFUCKJESUS-) " [ A *heavy* sigh, actively making distance. ] " Well- Tough fuckin' break, I'm *not* treating you like the kid. ..pretty fuckin' clearly aren't her. " [ ..A lean down to rub at her leg. Christ. ] " ..so. Names or bust. ... ..'nd *quit that*, too. "
{ A swift kick to the other's leg. } Don't call me that.
[ ..a slow glance, rubbing at the side of her head. She stares back for a second, before cocking an eyebrow. ] " . . . ..What? If you got somethin' to say, *say* it, cottontail. "
. . . { New vessel. Yay! Well, "yay", if one ignored the angry staring. }
" ggfwweghgfgh "
T-That's -- that's not funny, you -- Ggrh- FUCK YOU ! { Now she goes to punch. π§ }
{ It turns around, snapping its neck to look at her completely. Eyes drooping as it tells her this. } You're in your new home. { It's mimicking her voice. } You're dead. Gone! You have nowhere to go back to.
. . . π§ { Her teeth grit, but her eyes are unsure. This... thing, whatever it is, is dangerous. She can assume that much. } Where... am I, how about that?
{ It smiles in the dark, signaling for her to go the other way then. As if it's any safet here. } { It intently stares. Anticipating her next choice of action. }
Yeah, big red-eyes guy with teeth. I'm not trusting you that easy. I'll -- { Looking down at their hands. Right. Basically a kid, physically. } I'll... punch you.
Over here. Come closer.
{ ππ©π’π΅ π΅π©π¦ π©π¦ππ?! ππ©πͺπ΄ π§π¦π¦ππͺπ―π¨ ... }
. . .
{ Cherry came to a dense forest. For whatever reason, some of the trees were splintered- as if punched. } { There's a distant high-pitched yell, like a child. } WHY ARE THERE SO MANY F#$@ING TREES ?!
βOh, right. Forgot what day it was. Oh well.β Heβs off to poke around the place a bit more. For boredomβs sake this time around, surprisingly.