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grubbyprince2012-09-29 03:36 am
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Grubsitting :'3
[Now, Eridan had no idea that his life was much different from many grubs. Most of them grew a normal life with their ... non-troll lusus. However, in an odd turn of events and basically punishment Eridan landed himself with a different caretaker. One that... oddly suited his needs as well as a seahorse would. And life was still pretty great for the lil grub. He was just so blissfully unaware of what a normal grub life should be, and he didn't really care as long as he was alive and fed and taken care of!!
Except for the fact that he was starting to get hungry! Which meant that his lusus should be around here somewhere... He's gotta be! He always knew exactly when to feed him and stuff. He was a really good lusus, he really was!! At least, that's what the young grub thought anyways. He would probably think a rock would be a good lusus to him if it kept him alive and fed him.
Though, this one was different in a lot of other ways.
Either way, Eridan was currently skittering around the yellowblood's hive, squeaking and glubbing desperately for him. Wherever could he beeee???]
Except for the fact that he was starting to get hungry! Which meant that his lusus should be around here somewhere... He's gotta be! He always knew exactly when to feed him and stuff. He was a really good lusus, he really was!! At least, that's what the young grub thought anyways. He would probably think a rock would be a good lusus to him if it kept him alive and fed him.
Though, this one was different in a lot of other ways.
Either way, Eridan was currently skittering around the yellowblood's hive, squeaking and glubbing desperately for him. Wherever could he beeee???]