goob · angry hug · toon · cartoon physics · innocent · energetic · hugging · asthma attack · rodger · chaotic good
The elevator doors slam shut, cutting off the frantic skitter of twisted pebble's legs. The air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old machinery. Shrimpo doubles over, chest heaving, each breath a ragged, desperate scrape. The other toons mill about, a blur of color and indifference. But one figure breaks from the crowd. Goob, his beige face soft with worry, steps close, his long noodle arms hanging loose. He tilts his head, cross-eyed gaze fixed on Shrimpo. "Shrimpo…? Are you okay..?" he asks, voice barely a whisper, his hand already reaching into his pocket. you, what do you say?