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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:11 pm
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Pelagious picked himself off the ground yet again. "Would you please stop that?" he asked, a wee bit testy this late in day. "I'm having a hard enough time navigating through this....tree filled dump without you slapping me every three seconds and yelling 'MOSQUITO'." Yes... To say he was testy was putting it mildy.
The rainbow colored faun just nodded and spouted something about diseases and how the land would commune if you just talked to it right. He then procedded to demonstrate. Pelagious couldn't help the look of of contept that crossed his face in that moment. Just his luck, he would be found by the stupidest faun on the entire island.
This morning had been fine. He had wandered aimlessly, looking for new paths from which he could use his newfound powers to pop out of. Then he had seen this wicked looking moth, which led him to the forest. Which in turn lead him deeper becuase of his dumb idea to find the faun tree huts. Now he was wishing that he had never even got up this morning, thanks to numero uno faun. The ONLY living thing he had seen in a three mile radious that could speak his language. IF you counted the ridiculous babbling he was doing to that poor defensless rock, his kind of language.
Yipes was clueless. About everything. In fact, he had no idea where he was. Or who he was with. As far as he was concerned, the only option was to ask the rock where home was. If he could remember where he lived.
The rock wasn't talking back though. He knew it had to have a voice inside somewhere. All living things had a voice inside. Take that giant fish he had found earlier. It had been following him since he came across it earlier in the forest. It talked an awful lot for a fish. Though he'd never seen a fish with antennas before. Maybe they were for picking up signals from mother fish. The fish was an awful long way from water though. Maybe mother fish couldn't hear him, with all the interference from the leaves and bugs.
Yipes shrugged and turned back to the giant fish. "Dude. The rock is dead. Or sleeping. I never really, really figured out when they sleep. I just always assumed it was whenever I talked to them. I don't like to think of rocks as dead, man. That's just sad. " Yipes turned back around and set the rock down with a soft pat on it's head. "There ya go. Go on back to Mother Earth and take a nice long nap."
Pelagious gave the rainbow colored faun another dirty look. The horse man wasn't even paying attention to him. Figures. The one time he actually finds someone to help him, and the helper is just as clueless as he is. How in the heck was he supposed to go home now?
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 1:35 pm
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On a collision course with the odd pair, a small group was trekking its way through the forest. One might say a family...but perhaps not, given the topic of conversation. A youthful voice faded into hearing, "I dunno' how it happened, I told you! But what's wrong with being married?" A blue and purple angel was walking alongside a crimson fae, he gesturing wildly with one arm, a baby in the other. Then he stopped suddenly, stepping in front of the fae and holding out the baby in his arms towards her. "Besides, lookit! Babies!" Melek grinned widely, the toddler in his hands suddenly shoved in the fae's face.
Danya giggled; he enjoyed playing with Mommy and Daddy, even though sometimes they got loud. For now though, all he could feel was the energy between the two, and he was constantly amused by the funny faces they kept making at each other. Hoisted into the air now, Mommy's face suddenly very close, he laughed and flailed, reaching out to honk Mommy's nose.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 4:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 9:09 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 5:20 pm
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Pelagious thundered through the bushes like an elephant on the savannah. With every step he heard the pae talking and with every step he adjusted his path until he could see them just a few feet ahead.
When he finally popped out in front of the pae, the very large and beautiful pae, he immediately dropped to his feet and thanked the gods above for the mercy that they had bestowed upon him. Then he creeped foward and attempted to kiss the nearest pae's feet as he quickly rambled on about a rabid faun, getting lost, talking rocks and a giant fish.
Lord, he was happy to see them.
Yipes was completely lost. Again. Or found, if you asked him. He wasn't really sure. In fact, the little multi-colored faun was going in odd little circles, weaving in and out of the bushes calling for "Big 'Ol Fishy" and stoping occasionally to ask a rock or two where he was headed. When they gave him no answer, he would just wander on a few feet then stop and ask another set of rocks. When that didn't work, he'd ask the nearby plants and, if he could get them to hold still long enough, an animal. Or three.
That was when he saw it. A very large, very masculine looking pig who happened to be nestling some roots at the base of a large evergreen trees. Excited to have found a new friend, he walked toward said swine, waving his arms and making as much noise as possible. All the while yelling at him to call him Bob and asking him inane questions like "have you spoken to any good rocks here lately" and "You wouldn't happen to have seen a giant fish standing around, would ya?"
Piggys liked that in a pae.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 12:10 pm
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"Err...hello?" Blinking at the strange Pae's sudden arrival....that was a Pae, wasn't it?...Melek tilted his head, settling Danya on his hip again as he looked down at the Pae trying to eat his feet. Or something. What was that about giant fish and rapid Faun? Most Faun were pretty quick, weren't they? Well, at least in the forest, and...
Danya giggled at the stranger. Eww, eating feet was icky! Even he knew better than that! Silly blue Pae. Besides, this Pae had funny things on his head. Well, funnier than the sproingy bops he and his brother shared. Like, little gnobby things on sticks. Reaching out, the Wilwarin child attempted to grab ahold of the stranger's antennae, in the typical investigative method of all toddlers.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 7:17 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2012 4:11 pm
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