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 Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 4:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 10:49 pm
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“My horn?” Wisp questioned the statement more from curiosity, and to herself, then anything. “ …oh!oh! The glow? Could you see it from far away?” Occasionally, Wisp forgot that her horn was just that bright, and wondered how far the glow could go through the fog. She had never really thought about what it may of looked like from any perspective but her own, and for her it was like a constant nightlight. She peered around the other young phony to see if she could spy anything herself in the distance; all she could see were obscured shapes in the fog.
Wisp turned her attention back to the pegasus, “Well I guess flying wouldn’t be advisable,” she shrugged. Whether it was flying weather or not did not really matter her. As long Wisp could see a little bit, she was happy to go out and explore the terrain. But if she could fly, oh boy, there’d be trouble. Wisp looked at the phony’s wings, just a teeny tinge of jealousy. That’s when she noticed that his wings did not match his body; Wisp only knew of one other phony like that, and that was her brother, Noble. Curiously, Wisp circled around the colt, eyeing him up. A big wide, toothy sharp smile crossed her face; this phony was very much like her and her siblings.
Her hoof extended out to lightly poke at him, checking to make sure he was real and not an apparition. “Who are you? Where did you come from?” The questions were not accusatory, but amused and full of curiosity. The only babbens that Wisp knew with stitches, she was related to. “ Are we cousins or something?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 8:13 am
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“It is a little like a lantern, I guess.” Wisp laughed sweetly. “I use it a bit like that anyways.”
“Wicked Stitch,” That only made Wisp smile wider, how appropriate! He must have had had terribly clever parents to name him such a thing. It never really occurred to Wisp, having been born and not from a blister pack, that babbens could not have parents. “You don’t know who you are related to? Can’t you ask your parents?”
“They must know, but I couldn’t doubt that you HAVE to be related. You look just like us.” Wisp was referring to her stitched siblings (nevermind that her parents were not stitched), and doing a tiny dance around, Wisp waved her voodoo leg and stitches at Wicked. Granted, her leg was a little more plush-like then phony plastic, but it was still a sewed on a limb that didn’t quite match the rest of her body.
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 9:37 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 1:13 pm
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Listening intently to Wicked’s words, it started to dawn on Wisp what he was getting at. “You don’t…. no no no no no no. That won’t do.” She shook her head fervently. Willow Wisp had a large heart, and it was breaking a little at the idea that this phony was wandering in the fog without a hot meal to go home to, and maybe a warm hug. “You’ll must come home for dinner. Maybe spaghetti! Or whatever momma might make. You have to.” Wisp was adamant about it.
She turned around and started to walk the way back home. Turning her head, she looked back to Wicked Stitch, “Come on then, this way.”
Wisp navigated through the fog and quickly came back upon her home. Opening the door, she stepped in and call to whoever may be home. “I’m home! I brought a surprise with me, a guest!” Given the kind of things Wisp normally brought home, it could have been anything or anyone.
Ryuthulhu come in and meet Nevemore! and Noble ouo
Astraea Pandora I think it was Nev first, then Noble?
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 4:28 am
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Nevermore stuck her head between the rails of the balcony to get a good look at the "surprise" her sister had brought home. She had said "guest" and not "what" which meant whoever she'd dragged home was living and a sentient being, so that was a good start, though mom and dad had thought long and hard about letting her keeping the potato dog.
Well well well, who did we have here? Nev looked the guest who seemed to be a stitched together little colt. Wisp may have finally brought home someone interesting.
"Where ever did you discover him..?" Nev said, jumping over the balcony and in front of her sister and her new find and peering at him curiously, smiling. "Hi I'm Nevermore, I'm Wisp's sister."
Royal Blossom came into the foyer at Wisp's announcement of a guest. If the filly had brought home another strange smelling animal...
Oh but no, it seemed she brought home a young colt! A new friend perhaps? "Hello there." Royal said brightly. "Here for dinner eh..? Bru! Put out a extra setting and chair, Wisp brought home a new friend!"
There was a long pause. "A real, live one this time..!" she reaffirmed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 1:44 am
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“We found each other in the fog,” Wisp said proudly and grinned like her guest was quite the catch indeed, and she was pleased that everyone was so welcoming to him. “I couldn’t resist bringing him for dinner.” Granted Wisp ‘had’ to bring just about everything home with her.
Willow Wisp trotted over to Nevermore, and whispered into her ear like it was a game of telephone, “He was all alone out there. I think he’s an orphan or something. Look at those stitches, I’ve never seen so many. And wings like Noble’s almost!.” Her eyes gazed back and forth between Wicked Stitch and Noble, mentally comparing them slightly.
With her message relayed, Wisp smiled to her mother “ You probably thought it was going to be something else, I bet you’re pleasantly surprised!”
A clattering of dishes was heard in the background as Espresso Brulee, unseen and wordlessly, followed the instructions of his girlfriend and shuffled things around to make extra space.
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2014 2:19 am
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"Mmmmm.." Nevermore made a agreeing noise, also comparing the colts together a bit. Stitched wings like Noble, also a leg similar to Wisps'. Nev's tail twitched rapidly with interest in this new boy. She desperately wanted to go upstairs and get some of her hex powder and see what happened when she doused him with it. When she dusted her siblings with it, she was able to control Wisp's leg and Nobel's wings. The idea she could possibly control a whole colt was on the edge of irresistible. A living, breathing, free thinking voodoo doll! Oh gosh, the possibilities!! She was sure she was grinning in a way that anyone who knew her well would know meant trouble.
An orphan? That tempered her wickedness just a little. It was sad such a cute colt was all alone in the world. "That's unfortunate." she whispered back to Wisp. "It was nice you brought him here for a good meal though."
"Oh yes, very pleasantly surprised." Blossom acknowledged, waving her hoof towards the dining room."While in hindsight, Russet isn't a BAD addition to the family..just unusual." And fattening, she'd gained weight always craving potato skins since the dog had arrived. "Wisp, sit next to your guest so he's more comfortable, Noble, you and Nev sit together today." The unicorn mare headed into to the kitchen to give her Bru a hoof with the food.
Ryuthulhu As an OOC aside, I doubt Nevermore could make Wicked into a living voodoo doll because her siblings are composed specifically of voodoo doll parts while Wicked is very much flesh and blood. XD
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