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-> The sound armor against foliage could be heard in the distance. Teals and pale grayish-blue colors stuck out like a sore thumb against the greenery. -> Who was there? - @prideful-knight

The cat-like demon has been staring at his own reflection in a nearby puddle, confused and entranced. Who was this demon? He barely recognized himself.

But the metallic clunks of armor drew Cursed from his dissociated trance. He neck cricked and cracked as he looked back behind him, head tilted at unnatural angles. He sooner pushed himself to his feet, though travelled in a crawl, pushing aside foliage to see the painfully obvious target among the leaves.

All the other demon could see was a single glowing yellow eye among the shadows.

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Are you..okay? do you mind if I try to..snap your neck back into place?

-🎟️

"Snap...? Neck...?"

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The smell of food wafting from the open door was too much for Cursedshot to question much of anything-- not that he ever had much awareness to anyway. Keeping crouched, he crawled through the entrance and glanced around.

"Temple..."

A demon seemed to be in a rush, claws tearing at the ground as he ran on all fours, his slingshot strapped to his back. Cursedshot skidded to a halt, however, at the tantalizing scent of... fooooooood. He stopped in front of Slingshot's cafe and leaned in, and bonked his head on the... strange invisible force field between him and the food (a window.) He pressed his face against the glass, his bright yellow eye unblinking.

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-> The blue demon, who had luckily changed back into his normal clothing, was trotting around the cafe while humming to himself. It looked like he was closing up shop. -> All of his movement stopped once he noticed the demon whose face was pressed against his window, fluffy tail sticking up in alarm.

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Cursedshot tilts his head from side to side upon seeing another slingshot being used. His guard dropped a little, and he pressed his face to the window again.

"Hungry. Hungry hungry hungry hungry. Kin of the catapult. Hungry."

A demon seemed to be in a rush, claws tearing at the ground as he ran on all fours, his slingshot strapped to his back. Cursedshot skidded to a halt, however, at the tantalizing scent of... fooooooood. He stopped in front of Slingshot's cafe and leaned in, and bonked his head on the... strange invisible force field between him and the food (a window.) He pressed his face against the glass, his bright yellow eye unblinking.

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-> The blue demon, who had luckily changed back into his normal clothing, was trotting around the cafe while humming to himself. It looked like he was closing up shop. -> All of his movement stopped once he noticed the demon whose face was pressed against his window, fluffy tail sticking up in alarm.

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Whoah! A broom!

Cursedshot leaps into the air a bit, much higher than the usual demon, and when he lands back on the ground he stairs at the other and begins hissing again. Even his hair seems to be bristling!

He pulls out his own slingshot...

A demon seemed to be in a rush, claws tearing at the ground as he ran on all fours, his slingshot strapped to his back. Cursedshot skidded to a halt, however, at the tantalizing scent of... fooooooood. He stopped in front of Slingshot's cafe and leaned in, and bonked his head on the... strange invisible force field between him and the food (a window.) He pressed his face against the glass, his bright yellow eye unblinking.

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-> The blue demon, who had luckily changed back into his normal clothing, was trotting around the cafe while humming to himself. It looked like he was closing up shop. -> All of his movement stopped once he noticed the demon whose face was pressed against his window, fluffy tail sticking up in alarm.

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Cursedshot's attention is pulled from the scents to the demon making eye-contact with him. With a cat-like hiss, he begins clawing at the window, as if that would do anything to either let him inside or scare Slingshot off.

A demon seemed to be in a rush, claws tearing at the ground as he ran on all fours, his slingshot strapped to his back. Cursedshot skidded to a halt, however, at the tantalizing scent of... fooooooood. He stopped in front of Slingshot's cafe and leaned in, and bonked his head on the... strange invisible force field between him and the food (a window.) He pressed his face against the glass, his bright yellow eye unblinking.

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-> The blue demon, who had luckily changed back into his normal clothing, was trotting around the cafe while humming to himself. It looked like he was closing up shop. -> All of his movement stopped once he noticed the demon whose face was pressed against his window, fluffy tail sticking up in alarm.

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life would be sooo good without my curse

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Yeah! Yeah!!! Music egg! And do you remember Egobworder? Y'know! Famous captain of Playground? Guy that goes reeeeeeally fast? He's got fancy armor and has some teal on him too! Speed puppy! - @simply-windy

"Speed.... puppy.... Yes."

His tail twitches excitedly.

"Race."

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No, Cursed. Not the food eggs, the demon! He's a famous conductor from Playground? Wears a lot of golds and whites? Dove man who does music? - @simply-windy

"Music.... egg.... music... egg...."

"Oh! Music egg!"

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Cursed... Does the name "Eggbox" ring any bells for you? Eggbox? Egg? Eggsquerade? - @simply-windy

Well... apparently it does, but all the mentions of egg so quickly makes him think of something else-- the food, rather than the demon.

I guess being dead for so long kind of makes a cat mummy hungry...

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oh, are you okay? your neck doesnt..hm…how about I just- no- uh. I’m not quiet sure how to help you…m’ name is Roz! do you need anything?

-🎟️

"Rooooozzzzzz....."

It leaves a strange tingle on his tongue.

Otherwise, he stares at Roz silently, not a thought in that dang brain.

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The Influence tries to break through Ghostwalker's own influence, but it cannot; it recedes, for now, leaving Cursedshot in a moment of too-painful clarity.

"Master.... Where... am I?"

"There you are, child. I've been looking for you." - @the-silent-graveyard [GHOSTWALKER]

"Master...."

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"Lost..... Lost!"

"Lost.... Lost.. LOST......"

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"There you are, child. I've been looking for you." - @the-silent-graveyard [GHOSTWALKER]

"Master...."

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"Lost."

"Lost."

"Lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost lost--"

"There you are, child. I've been looking for you." - @the-silent-graveyard [GHOSTWALKER]

"Master...."

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I'll.... I'll take that as a yes then! I uh.... I don't know how much this'll register with you. But she's missing. No one knows where she is. - @simply-windy

He doesn't register this at all. Instead he begins a long journey, drawing on the smallest banks of memory, to find the home of his lost friend.

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"There you are, child. I've been looking for you." - @the-silent-graveyard [GHOSTWALKER]

"Master...."

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Hey Cursed. You uh- You're familiar with the merdemon Koistaff, correct? - @simply-windy

That name...so familiar to him... it snaps his attention in your direction. He leans in; you're not sure if he's threatening, or curious, but there is a desperation present in his haunting gaze.

"Koi....staff...."