🐜 ((TINY ADVENTURES))

seerchild:

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Luca wasn’t really sure how, why or what had happened, all he knew now was that he was very small, well, smaller than he already was anyway. Only about three inches tall, in the walls of a place that rumbled and quaked with footsteps of
 what Luca guessed were giants.

He wandered around this place, trying not to be seen, or crushed for that matter, scooting up against walls and scurrying around like some kind of insect
. until he’d finally found a room he thought was unoccupied and he succumbed to the pressure and began to break down in tears. 

He knew a day like this would come
 and now it had.

Luca sniffed and slowly nodded in response, even if he wasn’t really sure they COULD do anything. Even though his stomach was starting to ache with the sadness that he was experiencing, he still took it upon himself to take a small bite of the crumb, not wanting to waste it. 

“I hope we can
” Luca said, looking down at his crumb.

“
i-in.. t-the meantime
. i-if.. you need
 help with anything
 I-I can try to help you out
 i-it’s the least I could do as thanks for your troubles
” Luca said as he cocked his head to look at Patches. He figured it would be good to maybe give back, after all he had just randomly shown up one day with no warning, and yet Patches had chose to shelter him.

“Oh you don’t need to do anything- really it’s a treat that there is at least someone to talk to.” Patches sighed to himself, letting the child go before he adjusted his collar. “I will need to teach you about living in a state like this. I’ll admit- it’s not exactly the safest of lifestyles but it’s something.” Patches put a hand on his jaw, trying to think how to put being hunted down if seen and might end up being someone’s toy thing lightly. But decided to drop that thought for the best and went over to his desk to pick up some papers. 

“and don’t worry about the whole shrinking bit…I could find some things around here to help you get back to normal.”

memedelene:

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☠ – Do you think you’d survive a zombie apocalypse? 

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⛄ – Do you have a favourite holiday? 

♫ – Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not? 

☀ – Have you ever had to go to the emergency room? Why? 

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W – What do you do for a living?

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☰ – Fun random fact about the mun! 

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seerchild:

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  1. What is your OC’s favorite color?
  2. Does your OC collect anything? What do they collect?
  3. What kind of things is your OC allergic to?
  4. What kind of clothing does your OC wear?
  5. What is your OC’s first memory?
  6. WWhat’s your OC’s favorite animal? Least favorite?
  7. What element would your OC be?
  8. What is your OC’s theme song? 
  9. Do you have a faceclaim / voiceclaim for your OC?
  10. What deadly sin would best represent your OC?
  11. What are your OC’s hobbies?
  12. How patient is your OC? How hot-headed are they?
  13. What is your OC’s gender / sexuality / race / species / etc.?
  14. What foods does your OC like to eat? What are their least favorite foods?
  15. If your OC could have any pet, what would they choose? Why?
  16. What does your OC smell like? 
  17. How do they make a living? What kind of job do they want / not want? What is their dream job? What do they think of their current job?
  18. What are your OC’s greatest fears? Weaknesses? Strengths?
  19. What kind of music do they listen to? Do they have a favorite song?
  20. If they came from their world to ours (if not already in our’s) how would they react? What would they do?
  21. What personal problems/issues do they have? Pet peeves?
  22. What kind of student were they/would they be in high school?
  23. What is a random fact about your OC? 
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  25. What inspired you to create them / how did you create them? Were they originally a fancharacter? What was their personality / design like when you first made them?
  26. Who is the most important person in their life? Why? Who is the least important to them (that still has an impact and why?
  27. What kind of childhood did your character have?
  28. What kind of nervous habits do they have? Do they stim? Do they have any kinds of addictions?
  29. If they could choose their epitaph for their grave, what would they choose?
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  31. What is their most traumatic memory/experience? What is their favorite memory?
  32. If they could have one thing in the world, what would it be?
  33. Would they ever kill someone? What would someone have to do to push them to kill someone? If they would kill someone, why? 
  34. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually?
  35. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?
  36. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?
  37. What’s something that your character does, that other people don’t normally do?
  38. What would your character do with a million dollars? 
  39. What is in your characters refrigerator right now? On their bedroom floor? Nightstand? Garbage can?
  40. Your character is getting ready for a night out. Where are they going? What do they wear? Who will they be with?
  41. What does your character do when they’re angry? Why?
  42. Does your character have any scars? Where did they get them from? 
  43. What was the most offensive thing your character had ever said?
  44. How does your character react/ accept criticism?
  45. If your character was given a slice of pineapple pizza and they HAD to eat it (or something bad would happen), how would they react? Do they even LIKE pineapple pizza?
  46. Your character is given a voodoo doll of themself. What do they do with it? Do they see if it actually works?
  47. Can your character draw? What do they like to draw? Do they doodle?
  48. What were their parents like? How has that affected how they are as an adult?
  49. Does your character like candy? Do they get sugar rushes? What are they like when they get a rush?
  50. If your character was presented with imminent and unavoidable death/fatality, how would they react? Would they try to avoid death anyways? Would they try to make their last days count? 

🐜 ((TINY ADVENTURES))

seerchild:

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Luca wasn’t really sure how, why or what had happened, all he knew now was that he was very small, well, smaller than he already was anyway. Only about three inches tall, in the walls of a place that rumbled and quaked with footsteps of
 what Luca guessed were giants.

He wandered around this place, trying not to be seen, or crushed for that matter, scooting up against walls and scurrying around like some kind of insect
. until he’d finally found a room he thought was unoccupied and he succumbed to the pressure and began to break down in tears. 

He knew a day like this would come
 and now it had.

The crumb itself was so big to Luca, he had to hold it with both hands, his hands were small in comparison to Patches’. He took a large bite out of the cookie crumb before Patches had asked him the question. He swallowed and began to talk.

“I-I’m not sure
 i-it.. j-just kinda
 happened. I-I.. I can’t remember what I was doing before, but
 I-I just know I’m not from around here a-and I’m normally not this size.” he explained, pausing to take a small bite of the crumb.

“B-but
” he said, as reality began to sink in, and he looked down at the crumb in his hands.

“
.”
“I-I
 d-don’t know if
 I-I’ll ever be able to go home now
” he said. Suddenly he was losing his appetite. He didn’t shed any tears over it, but he knew he probably was going to here in a minute. He just took a deep breath and tried to take another bite of cookie to calm himself.

Once the coat was set on the hook, Patches glanced back at Luca with a frown. Reconsigning that far too familiar tone in their voice- he sighed as he walked back to Luca and bent down on their knee as he took his medical gloves off and placed a hand on their shoulder. 

‘I’m so sorry this happened to you… especially someone your age. We are going to fix this okay?”

what is a borrower?

Not entirely sure if this is OOC or not but I’ll answer this one OOC. 

A borrower is basically a small humanoid living in people’s homes borrowing things that people won’t miss or are too small to even care about. Though they normally do live in secret so they wouldn’t be hurt or hunted by the humans. Patches in this case hides so he didn’t dragged out and used for battles.

🐜 ((TINY ADVENTURES))

seerchild:

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Luca wasn’t really sure how, why or what had happened, all he knew now was that he was very small, well, smaller than he already was anyway. Only about three inches tall, in the walls of a place that rumbled and quaked with footsteps of
 what Luca guessed were giants.

He wandered around this place, trying not to be seen, or crushed for that matter, scooting up against walls and scurrying around like some kind of insect
. until he’d finally found a room he thought was unoccupied and he succumbed to the pressure and began to break down in tears. 

He knew a day like this would come
 and now it had.

Luca looked around the metal box home. Luca was fascinated, all these little objects serving to be bigger objects
 it was so surreal, especially at the size he was. 

He then realized how hungry he was when Patches had asked him if he wanted anything. When you were just turned small, you burnt up a lot of the past energy you had. Luca hated asking for stuff, but really
 did he have much of a choice otherwise?

“D-do you have anything to eat right now?” he asked, modestly. “M-maybe something small?”

“Yeah I have a few things you can munch on.” 

Before he could open the box though he noticed his lil moth friend giving him the intent eyes. Patches sighed as he opened it up and started to look though it. 

“Alright Mothra you can have another one- swear you’re going to go through it all in one day.” 

The ice box didn’t have much left in it- seems like Patches would have to go borrowing again the next night to pick up food. Though he did have a sizable sugar cookie crumb from the night before. Patches was saving it for himself but it would be better to give it up. The doctor pulled out the crumb and also scooped a hand of honey that was pooled in the corner. His head came out of the box as the moth as flicking it’s wings excitedly. Patches laughed as he held out his hand with the honey dew that didn’t last long as the bug scarfed it down. 

Once that was over Patched walked over to the child and handed him the chuck that was a little more than a whole hand big. 

“This should do the trick.” 

Right after Patches went over to a fish hook that was glued on the wall and unbuttoned his lab coat to set it up. 

“So, how did you find yourself here Luca?”

🐜 ((TINY ADVENTURES))

seerchild:

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Luca wasn’t really sure how, why or what had happened, all he knew now was that he was very small, well, smaller than he already was anyway. Only about three inches tall, in the walls of a place that rumbled and quaked with footsteps of
 what Luca guessed were giants.

He wandered around this place, trying not to be seen, or crushed for that matter, scooting up against walls and scurrying around like some kind of insect
. until he’d finally found a room he thought was unoccupied and he succumbed to the pressure and began to break down in tears. 

He knew a day like this would come
 and now it had.

Luca felt comforted by that
 slightly. He was more glad he wasn’t going to be a bother to the doctor. Then they made their way to the metal box
 well, it seemed he was right, taking the size of the box into account. Then, he was invited inside. 

Luca took that as his initiative and climbed up into the box, taking a look around.

It was actually quite quaint for a little area that basically served as his only living space. There was a small work space near the opening that had a few gizmos on a matchbox that was paired with a sewing spool along with countless of ripped pieces of paper that was stacked nicely. The room also had a industrial sponge near the back with a cloth working as a blanket. Though it did also come with a mini ice box- which was a normal sized one to them that was around the corner. Even if it seemed a tad bare it was home sweet home to Patches.

In speaking of which the doctor followed the child inside and laid his bag down next to him as his pet flew from his shoulder and onto the ice box. Seeming it was waiting for something. 

“I wasn’t expecting visitors anytime soon but make yourself comfortable!” Patches passed the child and made it to the front of the ice box, turning back to Luca. 

“Anything I can get you?”