'Ello, name's 2-D. Well actually it's Stu Pot, buh only mah mum calls me that. Or apple. Or idiot. Or shit-for-brains. I love mah mum. I think ye might have heard of her. Eris. S'right. I'm Eris' golden apple. Accidentally spreadin' chaos since...Uhm. When was I born again? No matter. Am 'ere t'a learn how to stop bein' a rotten apple and finally make mummy proud. Should be easy. Easy peasy. Righ'?

2d-tar:

belle-tarr:

2d-tar:

mai faic? oh. OH. Ew. Ah fink t’at’s mold.

…I…why would you have mold on…on your face, Stu?

Do you need help washing it off or…learning how to maintain your hy-hygiene in general?

Oh, well, jus’ ‘cos I’m a magical fruit it don’ mean ah…

…A jo—Ah’m fookin’ serious here Belle. Ah’m an apple uv’doom ‘n’ chaos ‘n’ destruction ‘n’ shit. Ah’m pretty sure ah’m responsible foh t’a birth uv’Hitlah.

Oh. Mah gods. Yo’s a banshee? That’s amazin’.

…Wot’s a Banshee?

…Ah’m not sure if yo tryin’ t’a make fun uv’me here…Ah can take a bath buh ah can’t wash mah face? -squints eyes- Ya jus’ afraid of seein’ mah wiener, aren’tcha? 

belle-tarr:

2d-tar:

mai faic? oh. OH. Ew. Ah fink t’at’s mold.

…I…why would you have mold on…on your face, Stu?

Do you need help washing it off or…learning how to maintain your hy-hygiene in general? 

Oh, well, jus’ ‘cos I’m a magical fruit it don’ mean ah can’t get moldy do it? 

…Are you offerin’ t’a gimmey a bath then?

mai faic? oh. OH. Ew. Ah fink t’at’s mold.

(Source: belle-tarr)

Anonymous said: WHO DO YOU LOVE *truth arrow*

WOT did ah say ‘bout t’a fookin’ trut’arrows?

…’N’ ah luv mah mum. 

(Source: lawyerupasshole)

why do birds suddenly appeeeeee—

oh right. because. it’s five am.

and they’re chirping already.

earlysingingfuckers.

buh bye tarlings.

<3

Anonymous said: you just wanna get laid don't you?

…Well…Yeah buh…

-in a low mumble- Cuddlin’wouldbenicetoo…

Anonymous said: -Hits with a truth arrow- Why are you so naughty hm? Also, who do you like?

AH…fuck.

Lissen’, t’is arrowin’ me in t’a head business ain’t fun. Ah know ah’m an apple ‘n’ have no eyeballs, buh ta’ don’ mean ah don’t have feelin’s. Or…Nerves. T’at feel pain. ‘N’ bein’ nawty usually keeps people away. ‘Cos ah sound all confident ‘n’ full uv’mahself ‘n’ people can’t see t’a shallow lil’ apple ah am deep insiiiiiiiiiibullturd.

Sounds like ah jus’ been strapped t’a chair watchin’ Oprah foh six months non-stop. ‘N’ ah like lots uv’ people. Ain’t difficult t’a get attached. Ah like Rosie. ‘N’ her sister. ‘N’ Belle. Oh, ah like her.

Anonymous said: Go forth and ask the first person on your dash for a kiss. Dance with the second. -hits with a dare arrow-

Oh. Kissin’? Uh…Awrite. Juss’ askin’ fo’ one though. Nawt t’at I wouldn’t, f’course ah would, buh, jus’ t’a make things clear…Ah only have t’a ask, rite? No need t’a be succe— OW! Fuck a duuuuuuuuck.