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*whispers* I made another one.
when in artist block, make tiktoks
Game Night with the Sadlygrove Gang
(featuring audio from that earmuff telephone game that BTS played)
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Oropo looks at the Brotherhood of Tofu and frowns slightly. Luckily the fabric hides it. The risks of being declassified are very high, and three months of absence (Eliotrope tried to adapt during this time) here is unlikely to help him forget his actions.
But in other way...
...
- I'm heading to Emelka.
Only this is what the guy says after thinking, noticing how the team looked at each other.
- Well... - Adamai slightly rubbed his neck, sighing. Oropo still sees small scars and the sight of them makes him feel sick. - My brother and I just wanted to return. So we'll take you.
- What about you? - the eliotrope turns towards the other members of the brotherhood.
- I need to return to the kingdom. - Amalia answers and for a moment it seems as if she suspected something was wrong. It's probably due to fatigue. He couldn't sleep for a long time. - And Eve and Pinpin need to return home.
The twins nod and watch as their friends disappear from the effects of the return potion. Yugo turns around and smiles at the guy in the raincoat.
- What is your name?
- A... T-Thank you, sir...
Oropo lowers his voice slightly and covers himself more tightly with his cloak. He takes the treats handed to him and nods to Tristepin. He visibly swells with pride.
- You're welcome! - the guy smiles widely and pats the guy on the shoulder. - I’m a hero, which means I have to help not only in battle!
Eliotrope can't help but smile awkwardly and kindly. Still, he felt quite a lot of respect and...warmth for this man? Yes. Exactly.
- Pinpin, is everything okay? - it was a woman's voice. Oh my goodness, she’s here too, which means... - We all lost you.
“Brotherhood of Tofu,” thought Oropo, turning towards the crowd, just like the hero. And yes, that's them.
- Eva, well, I said that I would help this young guy! - The red-haired man patted Oropo on the shoulder again, but with his other hand. The same one that was replaced by demons. Goosebumps ran across his pale skin.
- Is everything okay? He looks pale... - Yugo looked puzzled in the direction of the eliotrope, and he only clenched his teeth so as not to give himself away. - Can we help you?
Honestly, if we take the game One More Gate, we find out that Oropo lost his memory and did not remember himself in the real world. His wakfu was simply INSIDE the eliacube and this thing had it's own voice.
And it’s funny to me that many people think that it was Oropo who drove Nox crazy. It just looks like this:
Yugo: You drove Nox crazy and allowed him to commit real genocide!
Oropo: Oh yes, that's right! I just wanted me, completely imprisoned in an eliacube without the ability to interact with the outside world, to fall straight into the hands of some guy, so that he would destroy his family, and then decide to suck the hell out of the energy to travel through time! Awesome plan!
Brotherhood of Tofu: ...
Oropo: ...
Yugo: ...Okay, this is stupid.
Oropo: Glad to hear it, genius.
What a meet, right?
For the previous post)
Did Oropo really exist as an independent creation?
Unfortunately, the eliotrope doesn't know. He clutches the fabric of his cloak tighter and slides between people, trying to blend into the crowd. The smell of fresh, delicious-looking food hits his nose and his stomach begins to rumble treacherously.
The physical body in which Oropo woke up... It was definitely real. Even stronger than it seemed. All sensations were heightened, from which the young man had to get used to everything for several days. He woke up in the forest and from there walked on foot to Bonta.
- I'm sorry...
The salesman looks at the young guy in cloak and sees a small hand full of money. Eyebrows rise upward in surprise.
- What can I buy for this amount?
- Oh, well... - the man scratches the back of his head, and then glances at his product. - Forgive me, pal, but there’s only enough here for-
- I'll pay for him!
Oropo feels his heart pounding down to his heels at an unprecedented speed. Tristepin, who gave the small bag to the man, takes a small bun with icing and a couple of apples, holding out the eliotrope.
- Here! - the man smiles at all thirty-two. - Everything for the sake of those in need!
Oropo can barely restrain himself from laughing nervously.
...Oh gods...