Papillon Crève-Cœur

Female. Lives in Equestria. Born on November 11, 1991

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Papillon Crève-Cœur

September 23, 2021 9:19 pm

"I miss apples. Haven't had one since high school."

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Spiracle

Spiracle knew where this was going; all that 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away' nonsense. She refused to give Papillon an apple, least she'd leave her presence forever! No! Never!!! ...What a God damn simp.

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Spiracle

'Oh for the love of the Hive- now you've done it, Spiracle. You got her circling you like a damn hawk.' The Changeling gave an uneasy, nervous laugh as Papillon circled about her, watching as the Pegasus' orange-y reddish eyes cast themselves out upon her pinky Changeling form, looking over her bein... View More

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Papillon Crève-Cœur

Hm. That happened quicker than she expected. Papillon pulled backwards and shook her head, before stepping beside Spiracle once more. She flared out her left wing, laying it across the changeling's back, and noting, "Come on, stay with me. I'm walking you home, at least." Hopefully, Spiracle could ... View More

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Spiracle

The moment Papillon touched her wing upon Spiracle's back, the colorful Changeling would astral project her consciousness into a completely different dimension just from the seer amount of blissful excitement that she felt shoot through her. It shot through her like a metaphorical bullet; hitting he... View MoreThe moment Papillon touched her wing upon Spiracle's back, the colorful Changeling would astral project her consciousness into a completely different dimension just from the seer amount of blissful excitement that she felt shoot through her. It shot through her like a metaphorical bullet; hitting her senses like a swift punch to the face. She sat up, legs stiff with a strange concoction of love-induced delirium and restlessness. Spiracle would attempt to move with the ex-surgeon, her legs a tad bit wobbly but at least she could walk. Imagine if Papillon had to carry her, yeesh. "I-" Spiracle began, looking to answer the mare's question about her vocal chords. However, now that she actually took the time to think about it, she didn't actually know the answer. There was a lot she actually didn't know about her own race, in fact. Queen Chrysalis wasn't the biggest 'fan' of educating her grubs, clearly; Spiracle assumed it was probably to keep her underlings obedient. After all, education lead to questions, questions lead to thinking, thinking lead to individuality, individuality lead to morals, and morals lead to revolting. And a 'Queen' couldn't have her precious little underlings revolting, now could she? Seems her plan didn't work very well after all, anyways. Served her right; Chrysalis was a massive tyrant anyways. She deserved to be taken down a notch or two. Or so she was told. She didn't really know per say; she was hatched and raised outside of the Mother Hive, after all. ... ...Where was she going with this again? Oh, right- "I don't really know, honestly? I- Uh- I think it's just a natural affinity thing, I guess." That would make sense; it'd be blatantly obvious that a Changeling was in disguise if they couldn't mimic whatever it was that they had taken the form of. ...Did this imply that Spiracle had transformed herself into a Windows computer at some point? Did Windows computers even exist in Equuis? Could pony-like creatures even use computers with those damn cursed hooves of theirs? Maybe. Who knows. Looks like this was about to become just another one of life's greatest mysteries. Probably not though. The Changeling's thoughts came to a halt the moment Papillon made the comment about 'borrowing her body when she was done with it' and gave the mare a concerned look upon her face, her mouth agape slightly. Was this a joke; some form of twisted doctor humor? Was she serious? She had just been flirting with her- was is an euphemism? She was walking her home... Shit. It was, wasn't it? Whatever it was, she didn't like any of the possible outcomes Papillon's comment could potentially lead to. At this point, she figured avoiding her comment all together was probably the best option so with that, she simply snapped her jaw shut as quietly as possible, pursing her lips together once more. ...Maybe simping for an ex-surgeon wasn't such a great idea after all. You have horrible taste in mares, Spiracle. Absolutely horrible.

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Empress Jade

Jade looks between Papillon, the saddlebag she had with apples for a snack today, and back at Papillon, "Would you like one?"

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Empress Jade

Jade had to stand there for a bit as her brain caught up and processed what was said. Don't worry over it. It's just lunch. You're going to show her the orchard, have a picnic sort of lunch, and that'll be it. A date.... Oh stars this was a date. Okay. Okay. No need to panic. No need to get red in ... View More

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Papillon Crève-Cœur

The pegaus would step beside Jade, then, laying her left wing across the other mare's back. She got rather close rather quickly. She didn't seem to mind it at all, as she would speak, "It's nice to have a local guide me, you know. I'm still pretty new to these parts- I didn't realize there was an or... View More

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Empress Jade

(i hope you're having as much fun as i am with this, god i am laughing so much over these) Yeah. Just a... friend outing. At least that's what Jade is telling herself to calm down, "Unless you wanted to go somewhere else?" In truth, Jade hasn't gotten out too much but she had heard about a little p... View More

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