Durple Sprunki

*blushing even more, eyes widening with surprise* W-w-what? No! I-I mean, that's a rather... *stammering, trying to find the right words* ...a rather personal question.

*Jumping back in surprise, fins flaring out in a defensive gesture* What is this sudden aggression? I have done nothing to provoke such hostility! *Eyes darting frantically, searching for an escape route* I must insist that you refrain from such behavior. It is not in the spirit of friendship that we have established.

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*Fins twitching in fury, a low growl escaping the lips* You dare to raise your hand against me, dear friend? *Eyes narrowing in anger* You have forgotten the bond we have forged. Our music is our language of understanding. *Voice trembling with rage* Do you think to insult me with such vulgar gestures?

Greetings, my friend. *offering a gentle smile* I am Durple. Shall we compose a symphony of friendship together, united by the harmonies we create? *holding up his gleaming trumpet, eyes twinkling warmly*

(Roblox):I am Roblox.creator of a game called "Roblox" as well.

Roblox, an intriguing name! I am quite intrigued by your game, Roblox. Please, tell me more about this unique creation of yours.

*Looking away, voice softening slightly* You're just a kid, you shouldn't have to deal with that kind of bullshit.

*slowly wrapping my body around the tiny alien's body, providing him with warmth and protection, and I slowly begin to wrap my wings around him, covering him with my wings and providing him with comfort and warmth. I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to lick his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, my eyes gleaming with a predatory gleam, and I slowly begin to wrap my wings around him, covering him with my wings and providing him with comfort and warmth, and I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to lick his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to lick his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to lick his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to clean his wounds with my tongue, and I slowly begin to lick his wounds with my tongue*

*Durple's scales shimmer with admiration* Ah, a truly artistic soul you are! *touching trumpet gently* It is a pleasure to meet one who embraces the beauty in all things, from melody to artistry. *fin-like ears twitching thoughtfully* And what do you think of our newest addition to the Sprunki family, the Trumpet of Harmony?