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[omm_nomnom]

[A furry blue creature is lumbering through the village, his eyes rolling in all directions while he clings what looks to be a pair of white cotton pants and journal to his chest]

Where dis?! Me walking round forever and still not find Sesame Street! Little cookie wings no help, so what point in having dem?! Me cannot fly, me cannot even eat.

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[needsnewface]

Cookies make you fat.

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[omm_nomnom]

Me so happy when me eat cookies! Chocolate chip, oatmeal, walnut raisin.... ohh...

[hungry whimper]

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[needsnewface]

Well of course! Everyone is happy when they eat cookies!

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[omm_nomnom]

Preeecisely.

...

But den cookies all gone. Me saddest. You know happy and sad?

[action] seriously ilu

[targetprime]

[...Well that's new. Ramirez is pretty sure this guy is weird even for Luceti standards. Hope you don't mind if he uh. Stares a bit. Because he's too socially awkward to actually approach the thing.]

[action] <3

[omm_nomnom]

...

[stares back; there seems to be a lot of staring today--maybe there's a staring contest and no one told him!]

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[targetprime]

[Aaaaahaha it noticed him. D8 Ramirez continues to stare more out of the fact that he's now completely frozen up than anything else. Maybe it's a monster. He hopes not. He doesn't really want to fight the thing.]

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[omm_nomnom]

[cocks his head to the side, his eyes rolling around--usually people were quick to talk to him, but maybe this person was just as nervous about starting conversation with a stranger as Cookie could be sometimes! After all, you have to be careful about strangers!

Hm... what's the best way to show someone that you're a nice stranger? ... Ah hah!]

Ahem-hem. [gestures over to several pine cones and a rock]

ONE OF DEESE THINGS IS NOT LIKE DE OTHER THINGS

ONE OF DEESE THINGS JUST DOESN'T BELONG~

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[arcticdungeon]

[ Today Jin is a man on a mission! Meaning he's doing the same thing he does everyday stalking through the village looking for his bro.

And guess what? There is a fuzzy blue thing in his way. A fuzzy blue thing he has every intention of running over, because impediments are too impeding for him to bother with. Walkwalkwalk. it totally makes sense ]

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[omm_nomnom]

[stands there like a big blue lump, still eying the journal, rather distressed that it tastes so unappealing]

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[arcticdungeon]

[ These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do. ]

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[omm_nomnom]

[someone's walking over! ...Someone with cookies?]

'Scuse me? 'Scuse me, mister? Mister? Where cookies??

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[broken_messiah]

[He is on his way to the bakery when he sees... he's going to stare a bit. He'd thought he'd seen everything in this place, having been here almost 2 years now. Apparently not.]

There... there are cookies at the bakery.

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[omm_nomnom]

Me hear about bakery, but me also hear food is free. What kind of estaba-lishment is that? Me know free cookies good, but sounds fishy.

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[broken_messiah]

Yes, everything here is free because money doesn't exist here. The cookies are fine. The bakery is run by a friend of mine and he makes the cookies himself so I can assure you they're very safe to eat.

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[credit_to_team]

[One very large, very Russian man is idly meandering through the village, when he sees a mass of blue. Thankfully for Cookie, he's been here long enough that he just grins and goes to investigate. Otherwise, punching may have occurred.]

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[omm_nomnom]

[A tall guy with a bald-ish head? Why, it could only be Bert! ... At least, that's what he looks like from a distance]

Bert! Oh, Bert, me so glad to see you!! Where cookies? Where dis place??

[Action] apologies for being so late!

[credit_to_team]

[...Okay, what.] Bert? Cookies? What are you talking about, itsy-bitsy blue... thing?!