Far up in one of PROSPIT'S TOWERS, you can find one of many ROOMS. This ROOM, like most things on PROSPIT, is surprisingly pleasant. The walls and majority of the contents are bathed in a SOOTHING ROBIN'S EGG BLUE tint. Not that the lone form in the room - one PERRIX SEIYOS - has any idea what a ROBIN is.
What PERRIX (currently sprawled half-in his RECOUPERACOON in a perfect "paint me like one of your french girls" pose) can recognize are the various bits of FLARP GEAR and WORKOUT EQUIPMENT in the room. Or, well, he could if he were awake. Which he is not. Once he is, however, he will probably have a thing or two to say about the CRUDE PASTEL DEFACINGS on his walls and items: drawings of several UNCOMFORTABLY HAPPY SMILEY FACES and PRINCESS REGALIA.
You can add to the graffiti if you'd like. Or attempt to WAKE THE KNIGHT. Or just NOPE THE FUCK BACK OUT.
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What PERRIX (currently sprawled half-in his RECOUPERACOON in a perfect "paint me like one of your french girls" pose) can recognize are the various bits of FLARP GEAR and WORKOUT EQUIPMENT in the room. Or, well, he could if he were awake. Which he is not. Once he is, however, he will probably have a thing or two to say about the CRUDE PASTEL DEFACINGS on his walls and items: drawings of several UNCOMFORTABLY HAPPY SMILEY FACES and PRINCESS REGALIA.
You can add to the graffiti if you'd like. Or attempt to WAKE THE KNIGHT. Or just NOPE THE FUCK BACK OUT.