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With a quick shove, you lift the blanket into the air above your head, then roll your body out from beneath it, revealing to you what appears to be a lightly illuminated room. Before you get much of a look at it though, your momentum carries you off the bed you were on and you fall to the floor, landing on a carpet with a soft thud.
Slowly, you stand up and walk around the room. The floor is filled with… things. Some small and made of many parts, some are long and flat and hang over each other. You feel like you should really know what these things are, but you just, can’t quite recognise any of them. Through some deep sense you feel that maybe you just need a reminder, just need to get closer and fiddle around with them for a bit and it might come to you. One large rectangular thing in particular has a warm yellow light peeking around its edges, and seems to be the source of those sounds you heard a few moments ago.
Before you get to any of that, though, you feel a need to express your existential confusion, your curiosity at the world around you, and the joy of simply being alive through the only gesture that can convey them all at the same time.
You dab. You really put your back into it, too.
And to commemorate your action, you decide it would only be fitting for others to know of you by such an expression as well. Yes, your name will be Dabb-
>NAME: Tables
Your name is Tables. Despite this not being the case a moment before, the name feels intimately familiar to you, as if you’ve been called it for years. You feel a strong association with the word, and the thought of calling yourself something else now feels a little awkward.
“Oh my gosh you’re adorable!”
A voice rings out, not seeming to come from any direction in particular but simply appearing in your head. It sounds excited. And young.
Slowly, you stand up and walk around the room. The floor is filled with… things. Some small and made of many parts, some are long and flat and hang over each other. You feel like you should really know what these things are, but you just, can’t quite recognise any of them. Through some deep sense you feel that maybe you just need a reminder, just need to get closer and fiddle around with them for a bit and it might come to you. One large rectangular thing in particular has a warm yellow light peeking around its edges, and seems to be the source of those sounds you heard a few moments ago.
Before you get to any of that, though, you feel a need to express your existential confusion, your curiosity at the world around you, and the joy of simply being alive through the only gesture that can convey them all at the same time.
You dab. You really put your back into it, too.
And to commemorate your action, you decide it would only be fitting for others to know of you by such an expression as well. Yes, your name will be Dabb-
>NAME: Tables
Your name is Tables. Despite this not being the case a moment before, the name feels intimately familiar to you, as if you’ve been called it for years. You feel a strong association with the word, and the thought of calling yourself something else now feels a little awkward.
“Oh my gosh you’re adorable!”
A voice rings out, not seeming to come from any direction in particular but simply appearing in your head. It sounds excited. And young.
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