 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Slowly, ever so slowly, Adam had stopped his wailing…
Well, Kinda.
“Wah….ha..ha…..” he bleated weakly. He rubbed his nose and face with a sleeve spreading blood and boogies around as he tried to catch his breath.
And then realizing that noises were back, Adam’s wailing took off again.
”WAHHAAHAHAHA!!”.
It only took a moment though for him to realize he was no longer leaking. So with a loud SNIFFF the man took a deep breath. Only the sniff set off the overbearing unacceptable debilitating sensation emanating from his face.
But there was something else...something else that was making the Brain inside of the German man uncomfortable. It felt like his fellow brain companions were calling him home.
”Ree...reeeillll ich mag das nicht!” Adam sobbed in German. ”Ich möchte nach Hause gehen. Dieser Gastgeber ist kaputt. Ich vermisse meine Ranken.“
OOC Translation: I don‘t like this. I want to go home. This host is broken. I miss my tendrils.
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