the little amphibian kept staring at the glass enclosure. she hasn't eaten in quite some time, so she takes a tentative step forward, glancing at him, before picking up the glass and staring at the grasshopper. a few peeping noises was the only indication she was mentally present.

she didn't seem to like being shoved and yelled at, so she immediately backed away, clutching her hands to her chest while looking frightened. she eyed the grasshopper again. probably thinking about grabbing the glass case.

blinking. honestly? all she sees is free food, so she gently tried to grab at the glass enclosure. trying to eat the grasshopper encased. oh boy.

shaking her head. froggy wasn't living with anybody and was alone. it didn't seem to bother her. she didn't get lonely, yet the storms in the area frightened her. it couldn't be helped. "ribbit," she replied, gaze focused on everything but daydream fleetway.

somewhat, and with much traveling, froggy found herself in a junkyard! staring at a cracked, dirty mirror. the amphibian's reflection caused much distress; prompting her to angrily ribbit and hiss at the 'other frog'.

froggy seemed fairly distracted, large brown eyes flickering and head moving around as she made little peeping noises. a pair of tiny webbed hands extended, gently gripping at his finger and holding it.

the fruit was clutched between webbed hands. she moved to sit down, happily taking little bites from her food. once the fruit was gone, froggy glanced back over at proton. little peeping noises were the only indication she was content; maybe she was trying to say 'thank you' to him.

immediately backing away from the fridge, looking fairly alarmed, but mostly because she didn't notice surge nearby. ". .. . . ."

letting go and backing away, gazing up at proton with a sad expression. the amphibian grimaced when her stomach growled. she would have to go back to her pond soon. ". . . . froggy . . sorry," she stammered.

froggy seems fairly calm now. blinking and making little peeping noises instead of replying or thanking him. most likely because she really couldn't talk well yet. the amphibian rested her head on his arm, a little yawn escaping.

the emergence of the creature she had NEVER seen before caused such distress to the little amphibian that she attempted to climb on proton's arm. she made little peeping noises, clinging onto the fabric of his sleeve with her webbed hands. "no! scared! no," she exclaimed.

poor froggy didn't really know how to talk. . . . she blinked sadly, attempting to form the words in her brain before blurting: "BUG." her voice was hoarse from misuse. but froggy did indeed want to eat bugs, and figured proton had some for her?

she seems very pleased that proton is attacking the fridge for her!! the frog slowly used her tiny webbed hands to grip onto his finger. looking up with wide eyes. "ribbit ribbit ribbit," she croaks at him, probably trying to communicate.

immediately freezing in place, gazing up at him with a shocked expression. she turns to the fridge, pulls her fist back, and DENTS the fridge after a well placed punch. "ribbit!"

the frog slowly peeks up at daydream fleetway, large brown eyes blinking unhappily as the struggled to get up. "ribbit?"

SWIFTLY punches the fridge because it started making noises she didn't like 💀

blinking unevenly and emerging from her pond-- only to face-plant into the dirt. a muffled ribbit.

⠀ ❛ May this gold become your most reliable 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦. ❜ ═══════════ ⠀

@silverspacewolf.bsky.social the amphibian put her webbed hands up, trying to get him to give her the cup of coffee he had. she didn't seem to understand it wasn't water in the cup. she was on her tip toes, fingers outstretched. "ribbit," she said in a distressed tone.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 「⠀ᵀᴱᴹᴾᴼᴿᴬᴿᵞ ᴾᴵᴺᴺᴱᴰ⠀」 ⠀

a very long silence followed this question. froggy was basically living at the pond; too afraid to allow anybody to help her. the amphibian only made peeping noises in response and began rubbing at her face with webbed hands like a cat. her large brown eyes blinked unevenly.

the creature seems extremely dazed, hair disheveled and eyes unfocused. without much thought behind the action, froggy places a tiny webbed hand on the vampire's finger.

". . . . . . . . ribbit."

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝓖𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 , 𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑨𝑴𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑩𝑰𝑨𝑵 ── 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 「 * 𝗙𝗢𝗜𝗟 」 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙉 .ᐟ

currently wandering around a store by herself. that's when she sees it: a seagull plush! waddling close to the shelf, arms out as she attempts to climb to reach the toy.

the glaring was enough to get froggy to back off, head lowering and eyes brimming with tears. why did this remind her so much of /him/? the one who threw her out in the first place? . . .the one she escaped from. the amphibian was ready to flee.

curling up in a pile of leaves. a little yawn is escaping! she looks very tired. it is bed time for baby frogs. eyelashes flutter before eyes close completely. goodnight, project frog.

( blinking up at hase. . . . before tilting her head and waddling towards the kitchen. . . she doesn't seem to think it's bed time )

「 ✦ 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙲 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙳𝙶𝙴𝙷𝙾𝙶 — 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 , 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 || 𝟷/𝟹𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 ✦ 」 ✪ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑹 𝑯𝑰𝑴𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭

mary 🔔 mii shadow said that mii froggy "looked like some hash browns." and i made an audible laugh at that. WHAT DO YOU MEAN, SHADOW?

the frog notices the coffee bean. she waddles over to shadow, tiny webbed hands trying to reach for the bean cautiously. peeping quietly to herself.

watching @thedarkhero.bsky.social from afar and chewing on a cricket

the amphibian continued to ribbit. project frog did /not/ know how to speak; not yet anyway. the green creature crawled closer to him, tiny webbed hands reaching out and tugging on his sleeve to get his full attention. "ribbit?"

mary 🔔 i should probably completely redo the pinned. . . . i'm unsure? i'll think about it! i need to do a LOT of work on this account. once my AU kicks off more i'm going to need to use it. as much as i lack motivation 😓

mary 🔔 i completely forgot to rework this frog's lore document, but i basically revamped her a few months ago. if anybody has any questions just dm me on discord or something. i realistically need to use this account since i'm building up the AU. . . i just lack motivation.

the amphibian made little peeping noises. she wasn't able to talk, but she was trying to communicate with nine in her own way. large brown eyes stare up at him. she crouched in front of him once close enough. looking around and blinking unevenly.

the frog, after eating her snack, curled up with her seagull plush and let a little yawn escape. it seemed she was tired after consuming the bug. her life was an idle one. . . . mostly. she lived near water, a pond, and by the edge she now slept.

within seconds, the amphibian's sticky tongue lashes out, catches the bug, and retracts back towards froggy. froggy noisily chews and eats the snack. she doesn't seem aware she is being watched. her survival instincts only seemed limited to catching food and being near water.

@otherworldlyfox.bsky.social quietly watching nine from afar. she doesn't seem to understand approaching is dangerous. the amphibian begins waddling over to nine, seeming to be unsteady; opting to crawl the rest of the way there.

crouched in place and making little ribbit noises. a nearby bug has her attention. she seems very oblivious to what the (reader) is doing.

sitting in her leaf pile, which also functions as her bed, while holding a seagull plush. the plush has a lot of dirt on it. to be expected. little peeping noises escape as she tries to dunk the seagull plush in the pond 💧

mary 🔔 somebody put this frog in front of a tv so she can watch bluey. her bluey arc must begin again. . . soon. she doesn't have cable at her pond.