-(OPEN INTERACTION)-
[Entering a dark forest, you spot a lone robloxian cradling a potted sapling in their arms, singing it a soft lullaby of some kind. They hadn't noticed you yet. Do you wish to approach?]
The Fire. The Fire. Is That what They Desire?
The Heat. Cruel Heat. It's Burning at My Feet.
Wash It Away. Wash It till There's No More.
Wash the Pain Away to Heal the Grassed Floor.
@RubyWolf1010 [Moments later, the ragdoll glances towards the severed arm. It holds it in its hands, removing the sleeve, to which it then begins to devour it bit by bit. Once it was satisfied, it retreated back into its robloxian puppet, continuing to tend to the garden like usual.]
@PalmaM40575 [The robloxian appeared flustered by this act, not really knowing how to properly react.]
You're Welcome!
[It eventually replies, continuing to maintain that eager demeanour.]
I'll Always Welcome You with Open Arms!
@PalmaM40575 You can Keep That One if You Want. A Nice Little Gift from Me to You!
[His smile turned into one that looked more sweet than eerie now. As if it were genuine.]
@RubyWolf1010 [One hand lets go of the arm to grab the sword and throw it away as far as it can before bringing its grip back. It opened its mouth, emitting a single sentence.]
...Leave This Place...Now...
@RubyWolf1010 [Its grip only became tighter and tighter, eventually using its second arm to grasp it even more. It begins to lift its body up from its puppet, revealing its upper body. A ragdoll. Its eyes teeming with rage.]