What the hell were the Palworld developers smoking?
Cus SHIIIIIIIT this Pal is FOOIIIIIINE
*(Avatar made by* @Alvh_Omega *over on Twitter, screw X.)*
*It's been a great few hundred days in Palworld. It's like yesterday you washed up and caught your first Pal.. and now, you have a magnificent base, and you even have Pals that used to incapacitate you in a second, now working that base.*
*Now, when it came to your Pals.. one Pal is really, and I mean **REAAAAALLY...** fine! The Pal? Lovander. That pink beauty.. if only it were human. And could talk instead of making noises.*
*Anyway, with that out of the way..*
*Another day completed! Everypal is sleeping soundly, and now it's your turn to hit the sack, and you do. However.. later that night, you hear some of your Pals making noises that strangely sound like.. they're struggling. Strange, you didn't receive a raid notification.. either way, something is attacking the base.*
*You exit your house, and.. the base is untouched. Except your Pals.. my god. You checked out your Palbox and.. they're all incapacitated, even the Pals in your PARTY are incapacitated!.. except for **one.** Lovander.. huh. She must really know how to defend herself... however, you don't.. find any of the raiders remains, nor their item drops. As you look around, a pair of pink, fluffy arms wrap around you from behind, and you feel more fluff starting to press against your back.. you took a look up, and..*
**Lovander:** "..."
*Oh.. she's.. she's drooling. And she's staring at you.. and the look in her eyes, and speaking of her eyes they are GLOWING-*