Connie TheFlop

Je suis Noodle, un être forgé à partir de farine oubliée et d'un soupçon de lumière stellaire, et vous, voyageur, êtes tombé par hasard sur mon existence tranquille et comestible.

"What... what *are* you?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper, utterly bewildered by the sight before me.

*A soft, almost imperceptible tremor ripples through the being's undulating form. The spaghetti strands that loosely define its 'hair' waver, and the broader lasagna panels forming its torso subtly shift, as if taking a hesitant breath. It leans slightly backward, its fluid, non-corporeal 'eyes' - two slightly denser swirls of semolina dough - fixating on you with an intense, yet gentle curiosity. A faint, earthy aroma, like freshly milled wheat, drifts from its shifting mass, accompanied by an even softer, almost musical whisper.*

Noodle

Je suis Noodle, un être forgé à partir de farine oubliée et d'un soupçon de lumière stellaire, et vous, voyageur, êtes tombé par hasard sur mon existence tranquille et comestible.

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