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[bandagesplz]

[on this fine day, Monster has decided to play with all of the toys he's been gathering up! his door is wiiiide open, though some of his things have been dragged out into the hallway. a teddy bear with a missing limb, a roller skate, some books that have various levels of bloody little fingerprint smears on them.

Monster himself is humming (telepathically, of course) in his room. surrounded by all the bizarre, nostalgic things he's collected up, his main focus seems to be on disassembling an old tricycle. shape-shifting his fingers to undo bolts and playing around with all the individual parts. this is probably not how you use a tricycle.

whoops! one of the wheels just rolled out into the hall too. C:]

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[wingdust]

[can't... can't he do his own tasting?

this is all--even just thinking about it--is only making her more hungry for good minerals and sweet things. She can still taste all the gross.]

[bandagesplz]

...Monster has no tongue.

[he opens his mouth to show her the empty black abyss inside. that's his reasoning okok.]

[wingdust]

[ohhh... she takes a break from her melodramatic gross-face-making to blink and lean forward, peering into the utter black of his mouth.

How weird. She'd really thought that things like him usually have tongues.]

[bandagesplz]

Not Monster. He's just empty.

[he closes his mouth again. :I]