Boredom

Go on omegle *wheeze*

That’s not legal and no

I- how is omegle illegal-

For minors it is I think?

Its not ILLEGAL, it just isn't recommended. Its a 18+ site but like- there are 8 yr olds there. No one cares *wheeze*

Okie

I dare you to draw vore art

Of who

Anyone

Kiss me then

No

Good.

So am I.

Noa: then what is going on?

Scorch: I was actually a witness, he became a damn mutt, literally.

Noa: tf??

Scorch: lycanthropy is a thing mate.

Noa: and?

Scorch: just making sure.

Noa: bout what?

*he points to the sky and apparently there’s the full moon.*

Cobalt: rrgh..

Noa: uh mate?

*he goes down on his knees.*

Noa: oh f**k

Cobalt: this pain.. it’s- grrrah!

Noa: so you’re some kinda werewolf eh?

Cobalt: maybe I am..

Scorch: and you’ve lost control, no wonder you couldn’t remember.

Noa: huh

Cobalt: ...

Scorch: as I said, what time is it.

Noa: I don’t know 8 pm

Scorch: mhm...

Noa: uhhh

*he starts transforming.*

Noa: bruh

*Scorch aims a gun.*

Noa: woah woah woah what’s that for?

Noa: welp..

Scorch: *shrug*

Noa: this is weird

Cobalt: rr..

Noa: you good?

Cobalt: *howl*

Noa: nasty! Dyou do that?

Cobalt: ...oh god...

Noa: you good bro?

Cobalt: ... (thinking: I actually did this..?)

Noa; hello?

Scorch: *comes in* what time is it.

Noa: who are you?

Scorch: not important.

Cobalt: ...aren’t you that damn triangle from that 30’s looking-ass dimension? Didn’t you come from a mirror?

Scorch: yes?

Noa: did you force him to do this?

Scorch: no.

Ok

Rp?

Sure.

Noa: ..

Cobalt: ...

Noa: well this is awkward

Cobalt: I guess.

Noa: anyway enough about my problems

Cobalt: alright.

Noa: so how have you been lately?

Cobalt: fine I guess... I couldn’t sleep because of some sort of intense pain.

Noa: well that ain’t good

Cobalt: I don’t remember what happened afterwards, I was on the ground and noticed that my hands and mouth were covered in blood.

Noa: what is it?

*he walks towards it to take a closer look.*

Noa: uhh?

*it was revealed to be a rotting corpse of a rabbit.*

Noa: were you drugged or some shit?

Cobalt: I don’t know..

Noa: did ya murder someon or somethin?

Cobalt: ...

*he spots something behind a bush.*

Noa: it really sucks

Cobalt: ...how, when and why did you started drinking?

Noa: when I was 21, my dad took me out to drink. He was also an alcoholic...

Cobalt: oh-

Noa: I hate it..

Cobalt: can tell.

Noa: *sigh*

*he pats his back.*

K start thread here or in dms I guess

Cobalt: *chill*

Noa: hey mate, whatcha up to?

Cobalt: nothing much.

Noa: I hear that

Cobalt: how about you?

Noa: eh been trying to deal with my drinking issue

Cobalt: I see.