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Just one cat last week.

May be none tonight. I think I need a break for a while.

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i got a hold of boss he should be here soon not sure how to feel about that

maybe i can visit now and then

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i don't speak spanish all that well haha but uh

you can just call me archy

it's not as bad as it could be

i'm still sentient

because i am a cockroach

my name is archy and i was transmigrated into a cockroach

i used to be a human poet

i can’t use shift unless it’s the caps lock key so sorry about that if it’s annoying

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because i am a cockroach my name is archy and i was transmigrated into a cockroach

i used to be a human poet

i can't use shift unless it's the caps lock key so sorry about that if it's annoying

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A what now.

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cockroach ?

transmigratedcockroach started following you

A what now.

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[Archy frowned. Night Vale. Right. He must have wandered around in another one of those dazes this place seemed to put him under. Something about - advertising space? He sneezed and leaped off the floor a bit because of it.] Aaah, sorry. Gotta cold. Heh. [He sniffed again and eyed the hankie.] Safe to say we're both still in Night Vale...I'm Archy. Thanks.

[He added while wrapping it around to keep him a tad warmer. Desert nights were freezing and it was like one of those New York winters but he was not quite ready for that yet.]

  Night Vale, probably. Unless I wandered home when I wasn’t paying attention.

[Eyed him up a little while before a clean hankie was taken out of pocket and set down by him. A fear is a fear, but that didn’t mean she had to be an asshole.] 

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Ha ha. [He sensed a sort of apprehension from this one. He had to be careful. So Archy took a few steps back and rubbed at his arms. A little chilled.] Not-Kansas have a name?

murderbyspooky started following you

Where the hell am I now? [Sneezed and gave sniff, looking around.]

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[He perked up at that and held the piece carefully] Ah, thanks. Y'didn't have to. It was probably yours anyway in the first place. Jus' an old habit to collect food...heh.

Well, I might have, uh - dragged it under the couch for safe keepin’.

[At least he didn’t sound as sick as he had yesterday. He sniffed.] Nah, it’s okay. 

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murderbyspooky started following you

Where the hell am I now? [Sneezed and gave sniff, looking around.]

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Well, I might have, uh - dragged it under the couch for safe keepin'. [At least he didn't sound as sick as he had yesterday. He sniffed.] Nah, it's okay. 

…

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...

I found a pop tart under th’couch.

Finders keepers.

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Hotel - Four Seasons? Wow, I must've been in some party I don't remember endin' up here at all. S'pretty nice.  [Archy snorted and looked around the room before focusing back at Lamont, who was then crouching down.] I'm not usually the kinda roach who visits hotels either but I'm glad you aren't freakin' out about it like most people. [He fixed his hat and held out one of his tiny hands,] Nice to meet ya, Lamont. Heh. Talkin' roaches not common 'round here?

Right. Uh. Sorry… Yea, of course you know you’re in New York City.

*Crouches down slowly, still trying to process this; He’s talking to a bug.* 

Sort of my place, yea? For now. It’s a hotel room at the Four Seasons… Not exactly a place I expected to see a roach skittering around in, but, uh, in the greater scheme of things I guess having it be a polite, talking roach is… Well, it could be worse. Heh.

My name’s Lamont. And congrats… This is probably one of the strangest things I have ever experienced.

Which is saying a lot for me.

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...

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[Archy gave a small nod, removing his hat to scratch at his head a moment, pausing when Charlie had reached out to poke at one of his antennae. It tingled a little and twitched in response. Well, it was better than being picked up by them and flicked into a dumpster. He was just glad that hadn't led him losing one yet with how often it happened.  ...fuck Big Bill. Ugh.] Haa that tickles a bit. [He snorted.]

[Temporary or permanent, Charlie didn’t really care. Burt probably would, if he ever discovered it. But so far, so good. And so all was well. 

She shook her head before settling herself on her side.]

Nah. Y’won’ be. We got ‘nuff food fer two people. We can spare some stuff ‘ere an’ there. You’re alright.

[Reaching out, she lightly prodded one of his little antennae. Hehe. They were cute.]

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...wh at

I want to be either one of these for Halloween lol! #halloween #bacon #roach #cockroach #imaroach #duh!

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Heheh, yeah... [He chuckled and wiped at his nose with the tissue and perked up a little at her offer, antennae twitching upwards some. In some ways Archy was reluctant to leave in the first place. Sure, Shinbone Alley was his home but this place was nice too - and this was only temporary obviously. Still, he couldn't help wanting to stay a little longer.] Ya sure? I don't wanna be a pest or anythin' like that.

[The cockroach sniffed again and waved a hand.] Nah, it’s okay. It’ll probably pass in a couple days. My kind are resilient like that anyway.

[He yawned too. Been a long day, he supposed.]

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