To Mun: I just wanted to say; Please don't deactivate this blog, even if it's on permanent hiatus. It'd be nice if you could at the very least keep it as an archive so that future onlookers would have the chance to see this glorious and adorable blog. I know it definitely made my day, when I first found it. Also: I'm a little bit sad, but totally okay to see you go. I'm not trying to pressure you into keeping this blog active, and it's been fun while it lasted. Nothing lasts forever, after all.
I’ll give it some thought.
I’m sad it’s come to this as well anon, I absolutely adored rping as the little guy and seeing him make others so happy. I’ve had a lot of fun with this blog, but the fun’s just gone now. There’s not a lot of people left and there’s been less and less activity lately. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll come back, but I can’t make any promises.
Like you said, nothing lasts forever.
This blog is on an indefinite hiatus, so any rp replies I get will not be responded to for a long time. In fact, I’m not even going to fill up the queue, there’s not enough WiR material in the tags anymore for me to do so.
Also, I am very seriously considering deactivating the blog this time due to lack of interest.
General Cybrid Headcanon #2
While male cybrids are known to have bright colors in order to attract mates, female cybrid colors tend to be more muted. They are also much larger and much more aggressive than the males.
When Little Candybug is sad, sick, depressed, or scared, his colors will dull to shades of grey.
"I have… but I don’t think it’d end well, heh heh…"
The felinoid looked back at the Candybug with a small smile forming on her face. She had to admit, even though she was a bit sad that her little friend didn’t recognize her, she was glad to see that he was cautious and not easily fooled. Knowing that he lived here all alone sometimes worried her.
At hearing his question, Kitt simply tapped her thumb and index finger against her chin in thought. “Well! … From what I can recall, you sorta just ‘dropped in’ between me and my partner while we were resting in the gumdrop field. You remember my partner, do ya? …. the dormouse?” she inquired as her striped tail swayed back and forth behind her.
The little cybrid was expressionless for a while, silently processing the stranger’s response. Slowly, he began to perk up, the beginning of a smile on his face.
"…it isth you."
His uncertainty forgotten, Candybug eagerly bounded forward and reared up, leaning against her legs as his tails wagged furiously.
"It isth you!”