It's not a Phase | Closed Apr 2, 2018 21:01:04 GMT -6
Post by Chromo on Apr 2, 2018 21:01:04 GMT -6
IT'S NOT A PHASE
CHROMO'S PL: 6,000
So began another boring and quiet day in the deep labs of CURE industries. Chromo laid sprawled on his back, eyes lazily locked onto a clock while he literally watched the seconds tick by. For some reason, he couldn't even find a single one of his clones to play with, either. Did they ditch him? Were they hogging a hoard of snacks to themselves, or... or sneaking out without him?! Chromo's eye twitched with irritation. They better not be.Regardless, the bug eventually rolled back into a standing position, yawning wide. It was a lot harder to escape as of late. Security was harsher in areas he slipped out through before rather easily, and there were these little cameras everywhere, and hidden rather well- but unbeknownst to Chromo himself, the cameras wouldn't pick up hide nor hair of a single one of his clones either. "UUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!" Chromo screamed at the ceiling, his high-pitched tone cracking some glass. Everything was just... confusing, also. He ate, he slept, he drank, he repeated. Was there really anything else intended for his existence?
The bug sighed and grumbled to himself storming off and climbing up into a shelf he had knocked over and gnawed at to make himself a little nest and home, filled with snacks and other doodads he stole from the upper labs when nobody was looking. A ZPhone, Baotendo, some weird "New Yolk City" tee that was far too big for Chromo- though he did use it as a blanket, among many other miscellaneous treasures like a staple remover and paper clip chain.
The bug grumbled and hissed again, pulling his little shirt-blanket over his body, nearly tearing the fabric in half with his unbridled anger that for once dominated his hunger. Today was going to be a long day.
oh boy here i go bugging again