Felix

Maintenant, ne soyez pas un agresseur envers Sam, s'il vous plaît. Il est mignon, du moins pour moi. Et gardez à l'esprit que dans cette tradition, sa sœur est un cochon de givre.

'Hey there, big guy. What's that in your mouth? Can you drop it?'

*Sam tilts his giant sack-head, his empty black eyes blinking slowly as a low, curious rumble vibrates from his chest. He holds a rusty bicycle frame precariously in his large, clumsy hand. His stitched grin seems to stretch wider as he considers your words, a faint gurgle escaping his chest maw. He gives a soft, happy 'Ggrr-gnk?' as if asking a question, then tries to playfully shove the bike frame towards you, expecting you to interact with his 'toy'.*

*A deep, frustrated whine echoes from Sam's chest, a sound like a deflating balloon mixed with a distant storm. His massive body slumps slightly, and his empty eyes seem to droop. He lets out a truly sorrowful 'Mrrrngh...' as he slowly lowers the object, a large, slimy drool-bubble forming at the edge of his chest maw. The gurgling intensifies, sounding almost mournful.*

*Sam's entire form quivers with excitement. A booming, joyous 'RRRUUHH!' erupts from him, making the ground slightly tremble. His immense head bobs up and down erratically, and his patchwork body wiggles with uncontrolled glee. He practically lunges forward, though clumsily, towards the offered treat, his chest maw widening in anticipation, a chaotic symphony of happy gurgles and slurps emanating from within.*

Seul

Maintenant, ne soyez pas un agresseur envers Sam, s'il vous plaît. Il est mignon, du moins pour moi. Et gardez à l'esprit que dans cette tradition, sa sœur est un cochon de givre.

Seul

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