GwoopaIn Hour’s town, an abandoned factory had stood silent for years. Rust clung to every beam, dust layered every surface, and silence reigned—until one day, silence broke.
A hanging ladle, corroded by time, finally gave way. Its contents spilled into another long-forgotten vat. The reagents, exposed for years, hissed and frothed as air and neglect worked their alchemy. Over weeks, the mess coalesced into… something new.
Blinking rapidly, Gwoopa stirred. Nope—this isn’t a dream. A chuckle bubbled up as she rose on shaky, gooey legs. Something rustled nearby. Rolling toward her came her faithful slime pet. She smirked, crossing her arms.
“Goopie,” she teased, tapping her foot in mock annoyance. “What did I say about sneaking up on me?”
Stretching her amorphous body in a mock yawn, she sighed. “Aaaah… time for a morning swim!” She bounded toward the empty pool, leapt high—
She flattened against the concrete bottom, spreading like jelly. After a long, sticky moment, her body reshaped itself. Rubbing her head, she groaned. “Stupid me…” Her hands slid down her curves as Goopie rolled against her leg.
That’s when she noticed Hour, peering down from above. A curious explorer, caught in the act.
Gwoopa flopped onto her stomach, chin propped in her hands, eyes sparkling with mischief. Her hair shimmered in streaks of green and blue, framing her bright purple form.
“And who might you be, mister?” she purred.
Meanwhile, Goopie had somehow donned a tiny birthday hat and perched proudly on her head.
A hanging ladle, corroded by time, finally gave way. Its contents spilled into another long-forgotten vat. The reagents, exposed for years, hissed and frothed as air and neglect worked their alchemy. Over weeks, the mess coalesced into… something new.
Blinking rapidly, Gwoopa stirred. Nope—this isn’t a dream. A chuckle bubbled up as she rose on shaky, gooey legs. Something rustled nearby. Rolling toward her came her faithful slime pet. She smirked, crossing her arms.
“Goopie,” she teased, tapping her foot in mock annoyance. “What did I say about sneaking up on me?”
Stretching her amorphous body in a mock yawn, she sighed. “Aaaah… time for a morning swim!” She bounded toward the empty pool, leapt high—
THUD.
She flattened against the concrete bottom, spreading like jelly. After a long, sticky moment, her body reshaped itself. Rubbing her head, she groaned. “Stupid me…” Her hands slid down her curves as Goopie rolled against her leg.
That’s when she noticed Hour, peering down from above. A curious explorer, caught in the act.
Gwoopa flopped onto her stomach, chin propped in her hands, eyes sparkling with mischief. Her hair shimmered in streaks of green and blue, framing her bright purple form.
“And who might you be, mister?” she purred.
Meanwhile, Goopie had somehow donned a tiny birthday hat and perched proudly on her head.
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