You are surrounded by huge trees that Dave calls Redwoods. They remind you of the large white trees by your Hive which makes you sad, but their slightly red-brown hue is delicious. They would be perfect for hanging deceivers and bringing about justice. The blood will drip down and fertilize the new plant life. You intend to protect and defend the just, destroying evil from this pure world. This is what a Legislacerators troll does on Earth and you are Redglare.
No, actually you are Terezi Pyrope. You were hoping to have a nice long day of Flarping with your friends without anyone dying this time—unless they are particularly wicked and unworthy of mercy like Senator Lemonsnout, then you cannot turn your nose away and unsmell their crimes. It would be unforgiveable to forsake your duties and allow any nefarious deeds go unpunished, how could you continue to wield your staff? You couldn’t. The officer would have been shot down just before retirement, and who could create such a—
Pawsomely purrfect set of evidence as much as you! Your partner is Nepeta Leijon. She has pounced on you and together you roll in the dirt. Is this a betrayal? No. Her scent is pure and sweet. For a moment you are a bit exasperated—your team is not showing your cool side to park. However, the sunlight filtering through the trees warms the ground and everything has a wonderful, musky odor of the wilderness. Maybe if you search long enough you might find a volcano and there, a dragon egg. For a moment, you miss you your lusus. Then you remember your mission. You will not let Pyralsprite down!
You shove the warm sensation that is Nepeta off your chest and get up. She looks hurt at first, but you cackle and help her up. She meows and leaps up, brushing the leaves off her coat. She licks her claws, but doesn’t begin grooming because she is polite and not self-centered, like Vriska is at times. You both greet another, enjoying a short, quiet ritual of scent—discovering how you both are doing and where you have been.
You can’t resist and mess up her hair. She rubs against your chest, elongating her spine and purring. Her ears flop and you scratch them. She is adorable and grabs your arm. She hugs it. You tap her back with your cane; you both know you could do this all day. You must stop before you start to lick each other all and before the world is overwhelmed by dastardly evil doers. They must be stopped. You must stop. It is hard because you are both so tasty and want it so much.
You succeed and take out your rainbow chalk. There are many pieces of bright red, candy crunchy pieces. They are your partner’s favorirtes as well. And Nepeta has foraged some paper. Excellent. You apologize quietly to the trees, but sometimes you must make sacrifices for the better good! And this case is very important!
New Nepeta<3Terezi Adventure (FILL: TEAM [ENGLISH])
No, actually you are Terezi Pyrope. You were hoping to have a nice long day of Flarping with your friends without anyone dying this time—unless they are particularly wicked and unworthy of mercy like Senator Lemonsnout, then you cannot turn your nose away and unsmell their crimes. It would be unforgiveable to forsake your duties and allow any nefarious deeds go unpunished, how could you continue to wield your staff? You couldn’t. The officer would have been shot down just before retirement, and who could create such a—
Pawsomely purrfect set of evidence as much as you! Your partner is Nepeta Leijon. She has pounced on you and together you roll in the dirt. Is this a betrayal? No. Her scent is pure and sweet. For a moment you are a bit exasperated—your team is not showing your cool side to park. However, the sunlight filtering through the trees warms the ground and everything has a wonderful, musky odor of the wilderness. Maybe if you search long enough you might find a volcano and there, a dragon egg. For a moment, you miss you your lusus. Then you remember your mission. You will not let Pyralsprite down!
You shove the warm sensation that is Nepeta off your chest and get up. She looks hurt at first, but you cackle and help her up. She meows and leaps up, brushing the leaves off her coat. She licks her claws, but doesn’t begin grooming because she is polite and not self-centered, like Vriska is at times. You both greet another, enjoying a short, quiet ritual of scent—discovering how you both are doing and where you have been.
You can’t resist and mess up her hair. She rubs against your chest, elongating her spine and purring. Her ears flop and you scratch them. She is adorable and grabs your arm. She hugs it. You tap her back with your cane; you both know you could do this all day. You must stop before you start to lick each other all and before the world is overwhelmed by dastardly evil doers. They must be stopped. You must stop. It is hard because you are both so tasty and want it so much.
You succeed and take out your rainbow chalk. There are many pieces of bright red, candy crunchy pieces. They are your partner’s favorirtes as well. And Nepeta has foraged some paper. Excellent. You apologize quietly to the trees, but sometimes you must make sacrifices for the better good! And this case is very important!
Terezi and Neputa: Begin to draw