hoooonnnn

[hoooonnnn]

Calling all hoons!

Hoooon. :D

[hoooonnnn]

*drinks scarlet milk*

[hoooonnnn]

Hrrgrgrrrr... Hoooon.

[It was staring blankly at the other. It's head reset its position. But it didn't seem to attack him. It sort of ... Watched the other thrash and writhe, before slowly letting go.]

[He let out another grunt, pulling out a bottle of the tar like "milk" from his milk carrier. He kind of... Forced it into the man's hand.]

[As he stared, his mouth dripped with a similar substance as that of what was in the bottle. Except it was a deeper black. Black like the night sky.]

[ He noticed he was drooling and crunched down on more celery. A distraction from his real hunger... He wasn't really wanting to hurt the other. He just didn't really want the other to flee.]

Hoon.

[The man, similar to Francis from behind, was holding a basket of milk. Its hands shook as it grumbled and growled out something incomprehensible. Crunching noises could be heard as the thing... Chewed on something.]

Grehrhrhrrrrr...

[It grumbled. But it senses something behind it, turning around and revealing its face. Its eyes were sunken into a black void, yet two white pupils flicked up and down the other.]

H O O N.

[It stood up, tendrils bursting from its mouth as it finished consuming the celery it was crunching on earlier.]

Hrhrrrrhggggrrrrre hooon.

[It stood over the milkman, placing a rough hand on the others shoulder. The tendrils having retreated back into its void of a mouth. It groaned out some grumbling noises. Tilting its head as it squeezed tighter.]

( @hoooonnnn )

Francis was terrified. There was no other way to put it. As he stared at the thing in front of him with wide eyes, his breathing sped up. He tried to back away, but it was no use. He couldn’t move. He felt a flash of pain on his shoulder as the hand on his shoulder squeezed harder, a gasp of pain escaping his lips.

He tried to struggle free, but it was no use. He was exhausted from the day, and he couldn’t even begin to think.

“Let go…” His voice was strained.

[hoooonnnn]

*Stitchface hugs back*

Hoon Hoon Hoon hoooon!

[He pat stitchface's head. Fixing their pony tail]

[hoooonnnn]

*Stitchface comes*

Hoon!!!!

[He runs up, very hyper, and hugs the fellow doppelganger]

Hoooon!!!

[hoooonnnn]

Why r u loafing?

Mrow.

[hoooonnnn]

*still gives u celery*

[Monch crunch]

[hoooonnnn]

*pets u*

[Purrrr]

[hoooonnnn]

*there’s a red laser dot that keeps moving around*

Mmrow

[hoooonnnn]

*turns you into a cat for 5 asks*

[hoooonnnn]

*gives you celery sticks*

[He eats them all in one go...]

[hoooonnnn]

Blep 👅

[All of his tongues emerge from his mouth, to mimic you ...]

[hoooonnnn]

*gives hoon a hug*

[He hugs back <3 he's very sleepy]

[hoooonnnn]

Why do u like celery?

[He wrote down one word...]

{Boens.}

[hoooonnnn]

Do you eat people? Are you harmless?

[He wrote something down. Then showed it to you]

{Sumteims Hoon eet pepole, but Hoon not meen it. Hoon get crayving. Then Hoon eet persons.}

[He frowned...]

[hoooonnnn]

I’m gonna give you a pastel goth makeover!

Hooon!

[He smiles widely. Patting the coquette bow on his hat.]

[hoooonnnn]

*gives you a coquette ribbon*

[He places it on his hat. Smiling widely]