There's a very loud trumpeting sound in the distance.

//Need to do more with this idiot. Need to shape him into his own being. Love this dumb pig but I don’t know what to really do with him

Zhu is, unfortunately, once again stuck in a window. Probably from trying to make a quick escape after raiding the fridge. “Hmmmmph! Hrrrmph!”

Zhu would try to mimic each and every attack…to…uh…middling effect. “How’s he do all that…?”

“Para-wuh? Huh?”

“The Pig has also landed!”

• Komodo Dragon/Viper hybrid. M. 28. • Intergalactic mechanic. • Occasional farmer. • Possibly addled with demonic tendencies.

He’s gotten himself stuck in a doorway again. These things just aren’t made for beastmen…probably.

“…Uh, well, it’s certainly powerful!”

“Same! Kinda?”

“Haw, Ah’m that easy ta read, huh?” He gave his sizable belly a few pats, giggling in turn.

“Yeah, Ah’ reckon ya got a point. Food’s better shared with others, so th’ same’s prolly true ‘bout all sorts’f stuff!”

“Hum…” He looks down at his own feet, shifting them in the grass. “Ya really think so?”

His feet are killing him. Turns out, wandering around all day can be pretty tiring.

“Why fight when ya can eat together instead?”

He’s scratching his butt a few times.

Ah' love this time'f year. It's th' perfect weather ta jus' sleep under a big autumn tree.

A VERY loud yawn from the oversized pig. He was sleepy today.

//If it flops, it never happened

Whoa…that guy’s real big…bigger than me even!

He’s deep in thought about…something. Could be something serious, could be mulling over what to have as a late night snack. Whatever the case, this pig looked pensive.

"Oh! Ah' like bubbles! Think Ah' could give it a try?"

“Looks fun…”

“More Yordles…”

Fireworks? Guh, ah’ ain’t good with loud noises…

Tastes funny…

“Bwuh? Huh? What’d Ah’ miss?”

“Oh! Ah’ jus’ ain’t ever seen one like ya before, haw haw.”

"Rabbit..."

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"Gosh...whole lotta strange folks 'round here lately." Like he's one to talk.

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When the clouds clear, let’s go to the rooftop. Grab lunch, chat and laugh together. Let’s vacuum-seal all our anxieties about the future. We’ll keep moving forward, eyes fixed ahead. － #OCRP × #MVRP － #FATERP ‣ #FGORP × #HOUSAMORP

Phew! Gosh, Ah' took a big long nap...

“Bleh…”

“Huh. That’s a whole lotta foxes.”

He MAY be hoofing it rather quickly due to doing some dine and dashing. It's not his fault though, that food was way more expensive than he was expecting!

“That’s true…hey, it’s always a windy day with me too!”

“Haw haw, guess it’s jus’ a real windy day, huh?”

An EXTREMELY loud yawn from the pig.

“Ham-huh? Are ya jus’ makin’ up words cause Ah’m a pig?” He rose a brow, continuing to waddle along in his amateurish manner.

Zhu let out a loud huff, but nodded his head. He’d start taking big deliberate steps, hoping if his strides were long, he’d have to walk less. It’s…certainly a mindset to have.

“Ooh!” He exclaimed, seeing his chance. Zhu steeled himself and got on the slide…which managed to steel itself and carry his immense weight. The pig shot down that ramp and into the air, headed right for the candy bar…and unfortunately for Perrine, was poised to land exactly where she lay.

“What’s so special bout Sunday?”

“Kong? Oh…wrong Kong.”

Squeezing his way along the tower, Zhu's eyes remained trained on that delicious candy bar. It was all he focused on, as he reached out to try and grab it from her...not realizing just how close the two of them were to the slide.

And that lit a second one. Zhu would nod his head as he hoisted that bag over his shoulder. "Gotcha, let's go get some food!"

Despite being a lazy, overweight swine, Zhu's stubbornness could not be underestimated when it came to food he enjoyed. He diligently follows the alien into her domain, which thankfully wasn't packed at this time of day. Stomping over to the playtower, his clumsy hands grabbed at child-sized-