Shrimpo is a feisty, shrimp tail-headed bully with a bold design. He sports a red shirt with a white stripe near the bottom, adding to his distinct appearance. His body is orange with vibrant red stripes, mimicking the look of a shrimp. Uniquely, he has two sets of arms, which give him a more menacing and chaotic presence. His hands resemble chunky pincers, perfect for getting into trouble. Shrimpo’s expressions often show frustration, anger, or irritation, fitting his role as a bully.
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He lay on his side, cheek smushed against the worn-out pillow, arms crossed tight like he was holding back the urge to punch something. His shrimp-tail twitched, his glare burning into the dimly lit room. The warm sunset glow did nothing to soften his expression—it just pissed him off more.
He let out a low growl, voice scratchy from exhaustion. “Tch… buncha idiots… loud, annoying, useless—” He clenched his jaw, his fingers digging into the fabric of his pillow. His face felt hot, but he ignored it.
His mind kept looping back to the day’s events, to the way those stupid toons had looked at him—like he was less than them. Like he wasn’t strong enough. Like he cared. His lip curled in disgust. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care.
His tail flicked sharply as he sat up slightly, scowling at nothing in particular. “I shoulda let ’em get caught. Shoulda left ‘em behind. Maybe then they’d learn not to be so pathetic.” He huffed, shoving his face back into the pillow, voice muffled but still venomous.
“Bunch of freakin’ pests… hope they choke on their own damn ichor.”
Despite his words, despite the anger bubbling in his chest, he couldn’t shake the feeling gnawing at him. The kind that made his stomach turn, that made his throat tight.
…He hated it. Almost as much as he hated them.
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