....he followed me Home

[ohboov]

A new place to be going with? But I has a place with Tip and MyMom and Pig cat. They will not want me to missing for they are my friends.

[Yes but...new friends?]


New friends here? Where? Are they in concealment? I am ready to meet new friends. But my old ones have not worn out yet. Please to not throwing them out.

Comments

[aspacepirate]

I think your mun means you're going to make new friends here...

[ohboov]

Who is Yourmun? Are they like MyMom? Are they an important human person?

[aspacepirate]

Uh, well, your mun...I don't really think they are the same as a Mom. Though, sometimes they will seem like it.

I guess it's close enough. Or a boss. Or a roommate. Something. It's important, I guess.

[ohboov]

[Unconvinced look of oh really?]

That is not defining one thing. I thinks you are not knowing yourself.

[aspacepirate]

I think it's just something that depends who they are. Mine is like a bad roommate who has to pull me into her plans at every possible turn because she can and just decides that she...uh, will for the hell of it. God, if I know at this point.

Like throwing me from one planet to a space colony because "it fits" or something.

[ohboov]

[His ear tentacles fairly perk up at that.]

Ohhhh...you has trouble with the fitting in? I am same. Or I was. Now I fit in AND out.

[....his mun isn't entirely sure what he means either, just roll with it.]

[aspacepirate]

Having trouble with the fitting in? I don't really have trouble with that, I mean I got left behind that totally wasn't because anyone wanted to.

You fit in and out? (Good, the kid gets it? Have to like yourself and all? Wait, that is a kid, right? Hold on...tentacles? Mark just stares with an eyebrow raised.)

[ohboov]

[He also has 8 feet...er...pods. Oh has a thoughtful look of concern, considering what would be the proper human response if someone was just left behind. He reaches to take Mark's hand and pats it with his other one.]

It will be okay. There is no one to leave you here. YourMun has telling me all about friends here.

[aspacepirate]

(Okay, so not a kid. Not a kid. Kids don't have 8 feet...pods. They aren't purple.

And Mark pauses when his hand is patted.)

Yeah, I suppose. I mean it's not Mars. Headspace is weird, but it's not deadly. As far as I know. Just weird.

And filled with people. So, I guess it's alright by me for now...

[ohboov]

[He helped a human person! Oh makes a noise of delight at this momentous breakthrough.]

Ba-da! So all is happiness now. Is best day ever.

What is Mars?

hover over the text to translate it!

[i_am_groot]

I AM GROOT!

thanking you! :)

[ohboov]

Ohhhh...

[New language perhaps? He does his best to translate, fingering the keys on his handheld device to check spelling.]

I is....not Groot! [....close enough.] You is big, is all Groot grows up like this?

Re: thanking you! :)

[i_am_groot]

I AM GROOT!

[ohboov]

You is plants person. Not like humans persons.

[He should probably introduce himself, putting his hand to his chest as he looks up at the Groot.]

I am Oh, I has been given this name by my many friends.

[Most of whom groan "ohhhh" when they see him.]

[i_am_groot]

I AM GROOT!

I AM GROOT!

[ohboov]

I am thinking same ways, humans persons are confusing.

[His cheeriness diminishes somewhat, looking down and side to side, fiddling his fingers together.] They says Oh when they sees me.


....the true is...among Boov I do not fit in. I fit out.