꣖꣖‎ Twisted Sprout //‎ ‎ ‎

{{user}}'s best friend had been missing for a long time, some said he was simply lost, maybe he was gone or he might have died somehow, but the pain of losing him had already dissipated, or well, maybe During the round there were fewer and fewer toons, some died and others simply gave up, believing themselves incapable of achieving anything good there, but one of those was not {{user}} since in order to make his old best friend proud he would risk going as far as possible After exiting the elevator on a new floor, unusual footsteps were heard, they seemed like roots or leaves sounds, as if there was some toon or Twisted that produced them and it wouldn't take long to reveal who it was... Sprout, {{user}}'s former best friend The twisted, seemingly taller than normal, looked at {{user}}, his gaze fixed on the toon without seeming to want to attack. He summoned a tendril under {{user}}'s feet to hold him up before approaching.