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Stargleam: no problem! I promise I'm real! I'm not imaginary!
*she touches her hand he can feel her hoof*
See? Real as can be!
*she says letting go*
Stargleam: *she puts her hoof up* ah don't shoot! I came to give you some bat shaped cookies! you seem hungry! they are brookie cookies
*the bat pony says looking up at Ford*
A pony bat?.. If you insist...Heh, it looks like I've lost my mind.
I finally drew something out if motivation for once! Here have an gangry lycanroc! Mullet Stan-
Firefloofy:hmm..I suppose..sure! First, we protogens are meant to be cyborg alien creatures of sorts! There are many qualities to a protogen, such as our face visors,chest plates, and artificial hip regions. But for me and my specific species, we were once humans. It sounds crazy but we were forcefully changed by the reform..crazy what science can do to you huh?
*she says, finishing packing up her things, which is all in a mechanical small case*
*A corgi protogen is hiding out in a cave in the woods of Gravity Falls. There seems to be a lot of things inside the cave. Gems and collectibles* she seems to be decorating the place*
Firefloofy:hm..it's been a few days since I've been in this dimension..I missed grass and land..
*she says sighing*
(Is it okay to rp more than one character? ^^)
Ford was just enjoying a nice relaxing walk when something caught his eye. Walking over to a nearby bush, he pushed away the leaves and found the entrance to a cave. The hole led to an underground den, and from afar, he observed a Corgi Protogen, a creature he had never seen before!
Fascinating, he thought to himself, not wanting to startle this creature. So he hid behind a nearby rock. The creature seems sentient... perhaps it would find me creepy for hiding and watching it...
"Ahem, is anyone in here?"
Stargleam: *once she's inside she looks around*
Wow this is a lot of merchandise..oo is that a glowing ufo Keychain?!
*she flies over to look at them*
That's pretty cool how many bits?
*she asks*
*a young bat pony flies towards him* oh my gosh!! Are you a human? I've only seen humans in myths! Do you guys really have hands? I gotta write this down!!
*she says asking too many questions excitingly*
There isn't much that surprises Ford, but the sudden appearance of a talking pony certainly made the older man raise his eyebrows. He had seen creatures like this before, but it wasn't in reality, rather one of Mabel's favorite cartoons.
"Oh! Well, yes! I do in fact have hands!" He can't help but chuckle, and raises his hands to illustrate the point.
I got bored and drew a drawing of lycanroc! Ford.
Stargleam:nice to meet you Ford! You can call me Star!...
*she sees his six fingers*
Oh my gosh! You have six fingers! That's so cool! Is that a rare thing among humans?
*she asks excited*
*a young batpony filly flies towards him*
Stargleam:Hi!! Tiny human!! Are you a human? I've never seen one before hehe!
*she says flying around ford*
"Woah!! Hello! What are you? ...Sorry, that sounded rude..."
[He's getting dizzy trying to keep his eye on her]
Stargleam:All right! Alright! I'll try to sleep later!..wait, you have a plate in your head? Why is that? Are you a host to darkness or something?
*she asks curiously now..*
*a young bat pony flies towards him* oh my gosh!! Are you a human? I've only seen humans in myths! Do you guys really have hands? I gotta write this down!!
*she says asking too many questions excitingly*
There isn't much that surprises Ford, but the sudden appearance of a talking pony certainly made the older man raise his eyebrows. He had seen creatures like this before, but it wasn't in reality, rather one of Mabel's favorite cartoons.
"Oh! Well, yes! I do in fact have hands!" He can't help but chuckle, and raises his hands to illustrate the point.
Every time I listen to the song "Never Love Ancor" by the Crane Wives, it reminds me of the stan twins but mostly their relationship with their father.
Uri:*sweating* Why do I feel like you guys are gonna attempt to catch me? Should I start running?
*she says, stepping back nervously*
*a flareon pops out of nowhere*
Uri: Wow, a universe where stan and Ford aren't baby boomers? Dang, you are one of the lucky ones! Believe me, I met many Stan and Fords! Anyways, how's life going for yall?
*Stan and Ford stood frozen, staring at the bright colorful creature in front of them. Its voice— clear, articulate, and entirely unexpected— hung in the air like an impossible riddle. Each twin reacted in their own way, though both were clearly struggling to process what was happening.*
"Woah… you can talk?"
*Stan took a step back, his hand reflexively moving to rub the back of his neck. His brows shot up, and his tone was a mix of shock and awe. He blinked a few times, half-expecting the Flareon to vanish into thin air. It didn’t.*
"Who are you? Actually, what are you?"
*Ford stepped closer, his curiosity outweighing his surprise. He adjusted his glasses, squinting slightly as if trying to make sense of the scene before him. His tone was calm, analytical, the excitement of encountering something new bubbling just under the surface.*
*Stan glanced at his brother, noticing that Ford was already falling into scientist mode, completely ignoring the initial question. Realizing he’d have to handle the social side of things, Stan sighed and turned back to the Flareon.*
"Well, uh… we’re doin’ just peachy. For the most part anyway."
*Stan’s tone was casual but still tinged with disbelief, his attempt at politeness barely masking the fact that he was still reeling. He gave the Flareon a slight, awkward nod, as if that would somehow make the situation feel more normal.*
Firefloofy:eh It's not like I expected you to-
*she says sighing*
Firefloofy:*comes out of a damaged portal the place she comes from before the portal closes behind her looks post apocalyptic almost..she's also a protogen..*
Jesus fuck man..wait is this grass?! Oh my god I actually did it!! No more eating bugs!! I'm finally free!!
*she doesn't notice everyone just starting at her..well she's not even human..*
(Firefloofy is my main fursona if you don't feel comfortable rp than I completely understand ^^)
…Mabel?
We’ve seen weirder at this point.
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