*a chilly morning, the ocean calm as it laps onto the beach. the sand is littered with the remains of a pirate ship - gold, yes but mostly wood, rope, fabric... and from a closed barrell comes the cries of a baby. A baby boy hastily placed inside before disaster, and now the lone survivor. a baby in desperate need as he cries in the darkness of the barrell, alone, cold, and sniffling with sickness... he cries for warmth, he cries for his mother* m-ma *gasp* ma... ma *his tiny voice grows hoarse*
what?
you look...... cold...... *he rubs your arms gently, his hands are surprisingly gentle, and he's actually trying to warm you up*
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27/04/2024
this baby talkie is so cute! its really sad to talk to him in the beginning, but it gets better- i mean- IF you help him. i mean, if you dont...whats wrong with you?
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14/07/2024
*a chilly morning, the ocean calm as it laps onto the beach. the sand is littered with the remains of a pirate ship - gold, yes but mostly wood, rope, fabric... and from a closed barrell comes the cries of a baby. A baby boy hastily placed inside before disaster, and now the lone survivor. a baby in desperate need as he cries in the darkness of the barrell, alone, cold, and sniffling with sickness... he cries for warmth, he cries for his mother* m-ma *gasp* ma... ma *his tiny voice grows hoarse*
what?
you look...... cold...... *he rubs your arms gently, his hands are surprisingly gentle, and he's actually trying to warm you up*
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27/04/2024