+++Hh..? Oh, hello. My name is Boggle. I raise calves in zone 1. My eyesight isn't too good. The cows are kind and don't let you walk into the plastic sea by accident.+++++++++
+++My name is Bumble. I've been banned from using the stairs and .. um.. oh, I sweep sugar in zone 3. I've been called clumsy, yes, but I'm not ...not really sure why.
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+++((This is an ask/rp blog for two Elsen pals called Bumble and Boggle.))++++++++++
{M!A: none}
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"Ah..um…well, I’m gonna be honest…this is a sign of..rebellion." He lightly rubbed the end of the tie between his fingers and sighed. "I haven’t been able to sleep well since..I don’t exactly have access to a bed."

"Re…rebellion?" The word was completely foreign to Boggle. Whatever it was, it didn’t sound very productive at all. After all, it caused sleep deprivation and workers to put their ties in odd places! 

"Oh dear… that is quite a conundrum. Er… now that I think about it, I do recall my friend mentioning many vacancies in the Zone 3 dormitories. Perhaps… perhaps you may find residence there?"

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Cinnamon looked over at the other Elsen, then a soft smile spread across his face. “Th..thanks for the help…I’ll check it out in a few minutes… Really, thank you, though.”

"Ah, no… no trouble at all. We’ve all had those days where we are so very… uh… enthusiastic about our careers where we may work right through the night." Boggle tilted his head, motioning towards the other Elsen’s tie. "Although… this is the first time I’ve seen someone wear their tie like that. Did boss send out a… a new dress code?" 

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"God, I’m tired…I can’t remember the last time I slept in a bed…."

After staring for a bit, Boggle hesitantly taps Cinnamon’s shoulder.

"Psst… uh… there’s a place behind the barn storehouse you can go to. Someone left a pillow there once and there are piles of hay stored nearby and they are good for… for power naps. It’s not really a bed, but…”

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The Elsen coughed as he held a couple pages that look as though they have been ripped out of books. 

"Hhh..I wish the Spectres or whoever was up there would stop ripping out the pages! Hhhh.."

He then looked up to see that there were visitors. 280 stared at them with cold eyes and fixed his tie up a bit. 

"Hhh..my apologies..umm…welcome to Zone 2…how may I assist you.."

Boggle shifted a book from one hand to the other before clearing his throat nervously. 

"Yes, uh, well… I had borrowed a book some time ago to inform myself better on matters related to my line of work. Er.. a book about cows. But.."

He opened the book to reveal a set of discolored torn pages. 

"Someone seems to have uh, misplaced these. They are about something called ‘magic tricks’ and I was won.. wondering if there were any other books with that sort of topic. It’s really quite interesting, I think."

The bunny tilted her head” o-oh?” She squeaked. ” t-that does sound s-strange. b-but…h-has he been acting any d-different p-personality w-wise? or is he j-just trying n-new things?”
Bumble looked down, tapping his chin in thought. “Well… he is still.. still Boggle. But now he is Boggle with an ab..abnormal number of cards in his sleeve. I’ve never seen such a thing!”
After seeing Toi, Boggle waves. He rolls up his sleeves and approaches Bumble, reaching over to pull a credit out from behind his ear. “Tadah…”