Save The World RP

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[It's bring your kid to work day, today. Chisk has been left in a corner, sitting quietly by a pot plant with their legs up to their chest, picking at a scab on their knee and apprehensivly avoiding anything resembling eye contact with anyone. They're a good kid. They won't move, even thought it's been six hours since their parent left them here and they're hungry and maybe they've been forgotten about.

They kind of hope they haven't been forgotten about. They kind of also hope they have been forgotten about. Maybe they could live here. Hide in the daytime and come out at night and live off the cubicular land wild and free, never to go back.

That's bad thinking. Bad and wrong, Chisk. So they stay put, fidgeting with their shirt hem. It's only a little longer...

...but maybe it would be okay if they just went looking for a bit? Just a little bit. Just to make sure. Not for long.]

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[filledwithdiscomfort]

[Chisk's expression doesn't change as she leaves, and that in and of itself is a warning sign. It's a distressed blank.

They whimper as she leaves, and struggle, and only succeed in sticking themselves to another strand. Part of them wants to cry out for her to come back. Part of them wants to throw something at her. Instead they just... shut down.

Fortunately, unbeknownst to them, Moffatt leaving the area counts as 'sparing' them, and the strands disappear shortly after, and the heart sinks into their chest, and they're just going to lie bonelessly here and stare unblinkingly at the carpet like a corpse. The bow flops over their face.]