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[lamb_of_gold]

[So here, have a Minimu. Except he's no longer as "together" as he's been the last few weeks, for his hair is an absolute mess, tangled and with ice forming around the ends, and his clothing is all akimbo. Along with the deep red of wind damage, spots of white frostbite are evident on his face and his hands are covered with it, should one choose to look. He's shaking with cold, but his cosmo is burning rather strongly, dissipating the cold and slowly melting away the frostbite.

He's obviously in distress, for when he appears he barely manages to stay upright, and his green eyes are swollen and bloodshot, looking around wildly for someone nay anyone to help. There's a sheen of wetness on his cheeks.]

H-Hei?

Someone?

I need help...

[[Last experiment post.]]