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 Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 5:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 6:44 pm
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At this point, Cynril sat down on what he labeled a quiet and safe place in the area. The child, still not wanting to think about his responsibilities, did tried doing different tasks to keep his mind busy. This wasn't thought consciously, but more in an unconscious level. The fear of working... gosh. It took a heavy toll on him. Cynril changed activities once it seemed uninteresting, and would drop them wholesale. Now he bagan counting all the nuts, bolts and washers he had found so far. They were plenty, without a doubt, and looking at them all piled up just made him neglect his responsibilities even more. Maybe... Sorting them would be nice.
He began to do so, yet a few seconds later he changed the task again. Stack... He must stack EVERYTHING! Seemed like fun, right?
Right?
All was good, everything was so fine... Being a child was so great. Nothing to do, nothing to take care of at all...
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2017 6:18 pm
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"Hey!"
Forera's voice was firm and grounding, and to any troll that knew her, she looked casual. Any other troll, however, she'd look threatening. And Cynril was, well, not one she talked to frequently. Or uh, at all. That was generally because he didn't do much to help, he just played with the other kids. Which was fine, she guessed, but... He was starting to look older, his cheeks thinning, almost as tall as she was when she was a teen. Forera needed the help right now-- She was currently holding some sort of contraption Tevini had asked her to bring to the swamp for something related to the... Space expedition thing they were gonna go on. "Hey kid, kid, can ya help me?" Everyone needed to help out!
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2017 4:14 pm
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"...S-stuff." He trailed off, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling he got from Forera. Oh no, she was even getting closer to him! He gulped down his fears and kept on stacking. They were all helping, he knew it, he tried it, he didn't like it. Too many risks, too many responsabilities, he wanted to help but he didn't know how. He'd ruin it anyways, so why stop?
Then she plain out said he wasn't helping. Cynril didn't need anyone pointing that fact out. Who did this troll think she was? The mutant looked back at her, feeling very annoyed and invaded. He even rolled his eyes at her comment. "W-well, we still need raw materials. It d-doesn't hurt to have some to s-spare."
"Just l-leave me alone."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 8:41 am
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Did he really just? Really?? Forera released a frazzled scoff, a little taken aback by his blatant ignoring of her words. She clicked her tongue. "Leave ya what?" Forera asked, voice taking a dangerous tint to it. "Raw materials? We've gotta lot of those, y'know. Sounds like yer doin' a whole big pile 'o nothin'." Forera's nose flared, angry. "Everyone here's doin' somethin' ta help, especially with all the s**t goin' on with the space thing and whatever. Even the kids're doin' somethin. And what are ya doin'?" Forera gestured at his pile forcefully, eyes fierce. "Buildin'." The tealblood wasn't saying it to be a d**k. Well, part of it could've been to be a d**k. But the other part was to wake him up. He wasn't doing anything to contribute, and he should've been more than others, considering his bloodcolor. It still wigged her out some, but then again Forera wasn't one to focus on that. She instead, focused on his tiny face, not taking her seriously. She was this close.
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