[OPEN CLASS] Trashed (Malodore/Riley)

[Nio Love]

((WRONG DICE AGAIN LMAO))  

[Nio Love]

Realizing that one of the trashbots must have captured and thrown Malodore away, Riley screeched with rage, taking her frustration out on a nearby trashbot - without realizing it had been coming for her. She stomped it on the leg, sending it hurtling to the ground.

I no longer find this class interesting.  

[Nio Love]

It wasn't long before the trashbots managed to get her, as well - but she went kicking and screaming, all the way down the shoot.  

[Sosiqui]

Malodore had been spat out into the most... the most odious of trash heaps.

And then Luce surfaced.

And barked.

And licked its mask.

And vanished again.

It took a very deep breath for the sole purpose of letting out a very long, tortured sigh.

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filling in posts? EHHHHHHHHHHHH

 

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It wasn't too long before Riley joined Malodore in the trash heap, face down, and did not move. She knew it was there, as the comforting feeling of its presence had returned to her. That did not soften the blow of her unsavory position.

I don't.. feel.. enlightened. She muttered sourly.

Sosiqui

 

[Sosiqui]

Malodore just kind of lay there for a few minutes. It felt filthy and sticky and altogether foul, though it supposed it shouldn't have been surprised. Part of the merit of this exercise was in learning how to deal with such things.

Though that didn't mean it had to enjoy them.

"... We should, perhaps, get up."

The trash shifted a few feet away, and a once-white tail surfaced for a moment.

"Merde." Maybe it could con a gnome into bathing the pups...

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