elltheenergetic

[elltheenergetic]

They’re still alive in your heart, just not physically. But maybe that method’s not for you.

In which case scenario I have no other recommendations! We can be friends but uhm.

Pick someone else to be a mouse.

Ell smiles, waves and begins to leave as if she’s just made history.

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

Well, there’s the problem!

Just kill them if they leave! Easy as pie.

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

Has the thought ever come to your mind that maybe the reason they don’t stay is because they don’t want to be a mouse?

Not to push anyy buttons at all. Just a question. :)

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

Oh! Don’t be sad. You could still opt in to be a friend. Just never ask me to be a mouse again.

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

No. Absolutely not.

Maybe if you enjoy being friends with mice so much you could wander through your walls and kitchen?

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

…and the transformation would be temporary?

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

Hey. Fine. Look.

I’ll consider it if you can explain your reasoning behind wanting to make me a.. a rat.

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

First of all: Ew. Respectfully.

Second of all: No.

I’m not becoming a mouse. Sorry.

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

”Ell.”

Artemis says, looking down from her as she sits at the top of the garden, her sword at her right side, her hand right next to it, involuntarily flexing to grab the hilt. Just incase. The moon is high in the sky, crafting a pinkish glow on the garden from the amount of lanterns that adorn the garden itself.

“Artemis!” Ell shouts back, gleefully, scythe held tightly her hands. “I wanted to talk. Now.” Without hesitation, she began to make her way up the rocks at a risky speed, hopping over her scythe as support. Once she had reached near the top, she climbed behind, removing herself from Artemis’s view, then slowly pulling herself up. “…”

She stood behind her, a small smile covering her face. “Boo.”

The wind accommodated her in her act, holding up surprisingly well despite the cold night breeze.

“Are you tired, Artemis?”

[elltheenergetic]

(Hii sorry it wouldn’t let me respond for some reason so here’s my oc’s actual response -author)

??? I don’t work well with rodents. Considering the ones I’ve interacted with in a lifetime.. I’m also a bit confused. Care to explain?

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

hi

yes

do you want

mouse?

[elltheenergetic]

YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD MAKE A GREAT BIRTHDAY GIFT.

(sorry if these jokes are getting annoying just lmk and ill stop^^)

OKAY FINE. 🙄/j

[elltheenergetic]

I had a dream where you wrote a whole story and it turned out to be about emiko but everything was like neon yellow for some reason and it was weird I don’t know

chat.. is this lore?

[elltheenergetic]

hi guys

I just had a simple favor:

please don’t interrupt me in game when I’m clearly having an interaction with another character—whether you’re ooc or ic! while the other person may not mind, it fairly annoys me to have to pause the current scene/discussion or break character to talk to you. unless I’ve said that you can after you asked me or the other person/people, I’d prefer that you don’t.

if it’s something urgent I don’t mind but when it’s with the sole purpose of bugging my oc it’s bothersome.

this is more specifically things like doing things that make me glitch purposefully, asking or saying something to/about my oc that is odd during a conversation, trying to distract me, killing me, etc. please just approach me after I finish talking to them!! then you’re free to do anything.

this has happened before so I just wanted to bring attention to it before it happens again.

thank you for understanding!

[elltheenergetic]

“Shit.” As Elizabeth bit into her arm, Ell had to take a second to rebound and step back, blood drawing in the form of a bite mark on her arm.

“What the fuck. You animal.” She scowled and held her arm, wiping blood against her clothing briefly before swiping her scythe once again at Elizabeth, this time aiming for her leg in order to slice it.

“Elizabeth!” A voice calls from the distance, and, though it seems familiar, she can’t seem to recognize it until Ell steps from the shadows, holding some sort of drink in her right hand, scythe hinged on her back.

“I wanted to talk to you. Are you thirsty?”

…Oh shit.

Elizabeth walks over, ready to take off her glove and puppeteer at any moment.

“Hey, Elllllll..!”

[elltheenergetic]

An anonymous friend has requested the Snack Generator to gift you a “please don’t kill me” snack.

You have received a randomly generated snack.

Please enjoy this: Sorry omurice

I’ll consider it?

I don’t know who you are, but I can only assume.

Thanks for the omurice.

[elltheenergetic]

song

core?