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 Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2016 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2016 7:14 pm
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Whatever the hell was going on outside, Mahmud had no idea it cost money. In fact, he had mostly gone outside to see what was going on and chase them away from his not-so-nearby home! After all, depending on what someone's view of property was these people could possibly be invading his. Or not. They were like, a mile out from his hive. There was just enough hubbub to catch his attention on his and Harpommy's stroll around the desert to direct him over there was all.
The very second he had gotten there though, before a word of protest could be said, a cardboard piece was shoved into his hands and he was roughly directed towards a dune. Okay. Okay there had to be a way out of this mess before stuff got too real...
Biting on his lower lip, the boy scooched to a fairly unpopulated dune next to another troll. This one had a wicked, WICKED scar and one hell of an expression... Mahmud couldn't help but swallow deeply and stare ahead and away from Static. "So. Uh..." In the background a figure laid out their cardboard and jumped onto it... what the... oh god. OH GOD.
Mahmud pulled an emotional one eighty and went from trying to avoid eyecontact with his new companion to visually clinging to Static like they were the last troll on this god forsaken planet that could save him. "THAT? WE'RE DOING THAT? WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT?!"
Micillia Give him some time to ease into it I promise he'll enjoy it *laughs* Show him how its done, Static! If you need more, as always, let me know! |
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2016 10:31 am
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GREAT? What kind of sopor was this troll sippin'?! As Static spoke on, speaking of... extra weight, and "getting air", a horrifying thought dawned on Mahmud. This. Was. The WRONG PERSON. TO TALK TO. They were insane! ABSOLUTELY BONKERS. Absolutely... putting their arm around him?!
Oh no.
Oh no no no.
NOPE. NO NO NO NO--
"AAAAAAHHHHHH"
There was no time to react, no time to jerk away, and the sled he had been personally holding fell out his hand as they hit Static's. Wind slapped Mahmud in the face as they raced down the sand fast, faster, insanely fast! All of his hair blew back and the cardboard beneath them shook as they zoomed past other things that he could only assume were shrubbery and other trolls. He was dying. This is how he died. Not in the Trials, not by a scary lusus monster lady, but by this...
... this amazing sight.
As they flew over another dune he poked an eye open to face his demise. Vast desert sprawled out beneath both kids as they flew into the air. It was cleaner up here, and the moons seemed to shine brighter. Even riding Harpommy's back was different from this. There was a weightlessness that could not compare.
And then they crashed and skid around some more. The landing took the breath right out of him, and Mahmud breathed in sand that sprayed up. Coughing, he continued to cling onto Static for dear life until finally, FINALLY they came to a stop.
"Ah... aha... ahaha! AHAHA!" Something hot was rushing through him, like all those times his life had been in danger but... this was different. As he laid there sprawled against the dune, there was no more danger. Everything was fine! His heart felt like it was skipping beats, and Mahmud shook violently, but he was fine. "THAT WAS AWESOME!" With a big grin the boy sat upright, sand pouring out of his already quite large hair. "What WAS that? Who are you? Can we do it again?" he blurted out, still shaking from head to toe.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2016 10:56 am
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 Static and his sled buddy came to a stop eventually, rolling feet over head again and again as their speed finally came to a standstill. His head was in such a buzz of excitement that he barely registered that he was still holding onto another troll, and that the troll was holding onto him. Static blushed as the other troll pulled away. Suddenly shy, the blueblood smiled as the boy exclaimed in excitement. "Uh, Hi. Im Static." The blueblood said as he stood up as well. Then the other troll shook like a wet dog beast, even more sand getting thrown up into the air. The blueblood couldn't help it, and he laughed out loud as he tried to block the sand with his hands. "Was this your first time?" Static asked, "And, um, Yeah we can do it again! Except..." Static said, both excited and shy to be asking this of another. "Except, you want to race this time?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 12:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2016 1:18 am
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Static grinned a big goofy grin, for once in a long time feeling free to have fun. His lusus was somewhere, somewhere not here and not bothering every troll around to pick fights. This troll was nice, and didn't seems to judge Static, in fact, he was having fun with them! "Mahmud." Static repeated, glad the other was so enthusiastic.
"Yeah! Okay!" Static said about both the race to the top, and the race sledding back down. "Sled winner gets to, um, pick cream ice flavors!" The boy yelled, scrambling after the brownblood.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2016 8:40 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2016 8:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2016 6:53 am
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"3... 2... 1... Go!"
Wiggling excitedly in his seat, Mahmud kicked off when the words "go" were uttered. Immediately his sled went flying into the sand, slipping and sliding him down the dune at top speeds. Static was giong fast too, from the looks of it, but he couldn't look for too long at him. There was just so much wind, so much going on... so much... wobbling?
Yes, his cardboard "sled" was starting to wobble as he traveled. Not knowing what this meant, he tried to reign in control again by tugging at the corners. Instead of straightning his sled out like it was meant to, Mahmud pulled too hard on the left corner and sent himself spiraling. "AAAHH--- OOF!". Face-first he hit the sand and started tumbling, rolling down the dune as the cardboard pathetically floated behind him.
It was some time before he reached the bottom and uncurled, sprawled out onto the sand all dizzy. Totally ate sand. Yup, he totally got a big ol' mouth and hairfull of it. "Am... I... alive..." The world was still spinning around him, and he closed his eyes to try and keep from getting sick. Despite this... spill, sledding still was fun! He just needed a quick break... yeah...
Micillia Unlikely desert friends, go! 8D |
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2016 12:00 pm
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Spinning... the world was still spinning for a little while, before it finally started to settle in his head. Somewhere far away, and closer approaching, was Static's voice. Before long, he was asking Mahmud if he wiped out, if he wanted to go get ice cream now.
"One... hold on..." Man, was Harpommy gonna kill him later for getting all this sand in his hair. Last time this happened, she had to shake him upside down from the roof. With a groan Mahmud struggled up to his feet, holding his head. "Y-yeah... lets go... um... to Chittentown? If we go, we gotta get Ommy..." It wouldn't be wise for two children to go walking into a big city by their lonesome, after all. "But... I'd love to get ice cream with you! Lets do this!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2016 8:07 pm
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Static looked down at the boy, smiling. Mahmud was so funny when he was dizzy. The boy mentioned someone, Ommy? "Is, is Ommy your lusus?" Static asked, acutely aware of where his own lusus was not. "Well," Static said, steadying Mahmud with a hand, "Which way are they?" The brownblood swayed dangerously, and Static laughed, "Um, hey, how about i carry you, piggy back! I, uh, i think the cold of some icecream will really help, all of that, er, dizziness." Static shifted from foot to foot, was it weird to offer piggy back rides? He should be more patient, but the lure of both the delicious treat, and the look he knew would appear on Mahmud's face were tantalizing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2016 7:13 am
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Giving only a limp nod in response, he continued to brush the sand off of him. After that, he started shaking his hair in attempt to get more out... and then he got touched. Again. One would think that after being literally embraced by the other troll it'd get easier, get less shocking. But it didn't. Mahmud jolted slightly when touched and looked at Static with a surprised expression.
No... No Static didn't want to hurt him. Calm down, calm down... it was going to be okay. For gogs sakes, he wanted to offer a piggyback ride! Which... oh man, was there something dangerously close about a piggyback ride. Static could just end up carrying him like, anywhere. Anywhere he wanted and that was that. Right into a trap, right into the...
No. No that wasn't it. Static didn't want to hurt him.
For the time he was mentally arguing with himself he was silent, but finally gave a short nod again. "Y-yeah... lets... go. Ommy is at my hive. You'll know it when you see it its..." How did he describe the hive to him? After a little bit of motioning in a box shape with his hands, Mahmud gave up. "... A mess. I didn't build part of it right when I was making it... the first floor is just kinda plain but, the second floor... is really sharp looking. its not that far from here." Was he insane? Letting Static go all the way to his hive? Should he really be trusting a highblood that much right now? Did he even have a choice?
Mahmud squirmed in place a little bit, thinking about it. "S-sorry I'm... just dizzy. Thats all."
Micillia ; v ; don't worry Static u a good good boy |
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