Raerean
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[Jellied Rainbows]
I like Duckies, and I know you do too! For all of you that don't agree, duckies taste like toothpaste.>3 -commando rolls into thread-
So help me get one! If 100 people donated 250g I'd have a ducky! 0k/25k
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[Jellied Rainbows]
I like Duckies, and I know you do too! For all of you that don't agree, duckies taste like toothpaste.>3 Hello Melodic. n___n
So help me get one! If 100 people donated 250g I'd have a ducky! 0k/25k
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PLOT
The discovery of becoming a sprite.
The discovery of becoming a sprite.
- Even with the freezing wind coming in, Albino, an albino wolf anthro, continued to wait at the attic balconey-window. "Close it, Albino! We're all freezing over here!" We all yelled; We, as in the many sparrows, albino wolves, and mioneaux that lived in that huge attic. "No," she replied. "Not until Quinn comes back with an answer." Quinn was the carrier sparrow that brought messages from place to place for the shop. She was the only female sparrow that couldn't give birth.
Albino had sent her to the lab, where Melodic worked full-time as one of the scientists there, with a note clutched in her beak. Albino held up her hand, catching a tiny bird within it. Everyone watched as she read the note, placing Quinn into an eggless nest to rest.
"It's a success." She said, obviously thrilled. "She's succeeded in creating a humanoid moineau. It's really smll, but a humanoid..." Her voice died away as she went downstairs to clean up the shop. Everyone was shocked. A HUMANOID moineau??
"I could do so much as a--" One of my siblings started, only to be interrupted bu a loud shout from the shop. "It worked! Of all the inpossible things that people think of, my idea worked! "Melodic came running up into the attic, clutching our eldest brother in her hands.
He had been a handsome mioneau with a blue-green coat of sparrow's feathers. He was hte only feathered mioneau known to exist. Now, he was a palm-sized humanoid with dark bluish hair and delicate light-blue wings. He was staring at himself through a keychain mirror, amazed at what he saw.
"Ceron!" I yelled out. "So how's it feel being a sprite of a human?" He murmured something no one could hear and was placed on the soft carpet we all stood on, for all to see.
Ceron had been a very modest and righteous mioneau, always helping whenever he could. That must've been the reason he was granted such a rare priviliege.
(Sprites will be made from doll bases from Julies Dolls because I'm too lazy to make a base of my own.)
ShastaLove
xAkimiya
ShastaLove
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Raerean
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GROWINGS! (Hatching!) Please refresh (F5)
Singing??? I never knew a mioneau could learn to speak/sing so quickly.
O____O
What in the world is that grunny Plushie doing? Seems like it wants some of those cherries...
Singing??? I never knew a mioneau could learn to speak/sing so quickly.
O____O
What in the world is that grunny Plushie doing? Seems like it wants some of those cherries...
xBlazie
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