Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
"I wonder if Rae designed it to be able to evolve," Mateo trills as he follows Everest down the gangplank, shifting his bag of holding on his shoulder and seeming cheerful enough as they hop down onto the Boondocks. "It seems just like them to make something that was intended to make its own way in the world, right?" He's not really a fan of any of the gods, truthfully, but of all of them, Rae and Frey do seem the most chill. (Or maybe it just feels that way because his fathers cover life and death respectably and he hasn't got as many negative Frey encounter tales).
"Mosses are really interesting," he says as he starts to lead them off on their adventure to... nowhere in particular, as it happens. "They grow in patches or clumps, but it doesn't really matter if we take the whole mass or just part of it. It should propagate well enough regardless, as long as it's given the right nutrients." Which in this case is, uh, meat?
"It usually lives in damp places, so I guess just be on the lookout for dead moss that isn't actually dead?"
"Mosses are really interesting," he says as he starts to lead them off on their adventure to... nowhere in particular, as it happens. "They grow in patches or clumps, but it doesn't really matter if we take the whole mass or just part of it. It should propagate well enough regardless, as long as it's given the right nutrients." Which in this case is, uh, meat?
"It usually lives in damp places, so I guess just be on the lookout for dead moss that isn't actually dead?"
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
