[ That statement hits closer to home than it should, and Iggy hates it. He strives to keep himself as impassive and as weird as possible, only letting a very, very select few into his very small circle of trust. That circle is close to non existent here, given that is siblings are no where to be found, and making new allies has been... a struggle.
He gets it. And he hates that. ]
It's true! I'd appreciate any pointers you can give, honestly. It's been a hot minute, I think the last thing I worked on was my kart at home. Nothing too complicated.
[ And by 'worked on my kart at home' he means obsessively added and removed parts, anything to make it go that much faster, all so that he could sidle up next to Toadette on the track, laugh in her face, send her flying, and then gun it just as her high pitched shrieks of 'I hate you' echoed off of the walls within the Coconut Mall.
Good times, good times. ]
I heard that, too! I guess there's not a whole lot around here to do, anyways... [ And as much as he loathes the idea of being "responsible", he supposes it wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, the fish in question aren't exactly identical to the ones at home. Those things tend to stay out of his way and for good reason, the ones here seem... far more aggressive. Something tells him poking one with a stick to see just how hard they bite won't be enough information. ] Y'know, that reminds me. I've been so busy trying to start a garden, that I haven't bought any actual mechanic tools...
[ He uses a clawed finger to scratch at his cheek, before he shrugs. He's not entirely too embarrassed to admit out loud that yes, he's attempting a garden of all things, at least. But he's realizing just how much time he's dedicated to that particular project now...
...he feels old. Is this how Kamek feels-- ]
Well, that's not a bad thing, either. I'm glad no one's harassed you or anything, 'cause it gets super old after a while! If they DO ask you, you should make something new up every single time for maximum confusion.
[ It's a shame he hadn't thought of being a massive troll when the majority of the population was asking him what he was, dammit... ]
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He gets it. And he hates that. ]
It's true! I'd appreciate any pointers you can give, honestly. It's been a hot minute, I think the last thing I worked on was my kart at home. Nothing too complicated.
[ And by 'worked on my kart at home' he means obsessively added and removed parts, anything to make it go that much faster, all so that he could sidle up next to Toadette on the track, laugh in her face, send her flying, and then gun it just as her high pitched shrieks of 'I hate you' echoed off of the walls within the Coconut Mall.
Good times, good times. ]
I heard that, too! I guess there's not a whole lot around here to do, anyways... [ And as much as he loathes the idea of being "responsible", he supposes it wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, the fish in question aren't exactly identical to the ones at home. Those things tend to stay out of his way and for good reason, the ones here seem... far more aggressive. Something tells him poking one with a stick to see just how hard they bite won't be enough information. ] Y'know, that reminds me. I've been so busy trying to start a garden, that I haven't bought any actual mechanic tools...
[ He uses a clawed finger to scratch at his cheek, before he shrugs. He's not entirely too embarrassed to admit out loud that yes, he's attempting a garden of all things, at least. But he's realizing just how much time he's dedicated to that particular project now...
...he feels old. Is this how Kamek feels-- ]
Well, that's not a bad thing, either. I'm glad no one's harassed you or anything, 'cause it gets super old after a while! If they DO ask you, you should make something new up every single time for maximum confusion.
[ It's a shame he hadn't thought of being a massive troll when the majority of the population was asking him what he was, dammit... ]