08-09-2020, 03:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-29-2023, 02:31 AM by Iguanaiguana.)
As you finalize your image of yourself you see another pop up appear.
Thank you for using our New Form Creation Services[BETA]! If you have any suggestions, comments, or complaints, please direct them here to your admin, or high god Solar or Lunar. Your receipt number is 2318277323.
The links on the weird pop up seem broken, so no way to contact any of the people it mentions. Oh well, you probably should turn your attention back to Tippy anyways.
As you do so, you see her walking along, bouncing to each step and looking at her feet, before she notices you and starts vigorously waving. She welcomes you back as you start to tell her about yourself, and she listens intently, hanging onto each word. After you're done, she declares that when she gets home, she will paint a portrait of you. She skips forward with increased excitement, and soon you both see something besides the endless rolling hills.
There was a small train station there, along with that familiar sludge, that now that you had as a motif, you had a gut feeling that it wouldn’t hurt Tippy. She seemed in awe, and asked if she could go look around.
What do you do?
Thank you for using our New Form Creation Services[BETA]! If you have any suggestions, comments, or complaints, please direct them here to your admin, or high god Solar or Lunar. Your receipt number is 2318277323.
The links on the weird pop up seem broken, so no way to contact any of the people it mentions. Oh well, you probably should turn your attention back to Tippy anyways.
As you do so, you see her walking along, bouncing to each step and looking at her feet, before she notices you and starts vigorously waving. She welcomes you back as you start to tell her about yourself, and she listens intently, hanging onto each word. After you're done, she declares that when she gets home, she will paint a portrait of you. She skips forward with increased excitement, and soon you both see something besides the endless rolling hills.
There was a small train station there, along with that familiar sludge, that now that you had as a motif, you had a gut feeling that it wouldn’t hurt Tippy. She seemed in awe, and asked if she could go look around.
What do you do?