valo-kas had ceased to exist for a while and that was absolutely normal. for something like them, the bar of normalcy was already and constantly low and/or shimmering in and out of being, so this? this was fine. this was organic.
they landed with a wet plop into a puddle, mud rising and squelching between their toes as a shudder rattled their bones and brought forth a fresh wave of noxious pink slime to their quivering lips as they looked around. what. they had forgotten what they were doing. or maybe they hadn’t been doing anything at all, but their brain gnawed at the edges of an empty gap in their memory, last two braincells shrieking concern back and forth until the mutant’s whole train of thought was hoarse. this is fine. if they had been doing anything, it mustn’t’ve been important enough to remember. they weren’t pregnant or dead or dying so it wasn’t, like, a problem that this was happening.
maybe someone had just opened some kind of menu and paused their existence. dope. and frightening, but mostly dope. valo-kas slogged forward with a moist tune dripping out of their mouth, all the lyrics backward and wrong.
they landed with a wet plop into a puddle, mud rising and squelching between their toes as a shudder rattled their bones and brought forth a fresh wave of noxious pink slime to their quivering lips as they looked around. what. they had forgotten what they were doing. or maybe they hadn’t been doing anything at all, but their brain gnawed at the edges of an empty gap in their memory, last two braincells shrieking concern back and forth until the mutant’s whole train of thought was hoarse. this is fine. if they had been doing anything, it mustn’t’ve been important enough to remember. they weren’t pregnant or dead or dying so it wasn’t, like, a problem that this was happening.
maybe someone had just opened some kind of menu and paused their existence. dope. and frightening, but mostly dope. valo-kas slogged forward with a moist tune dripping out of their mouth, all the lyrics backward and wrong.