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 Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 8:05 pm
Moira had taken Bleez to a gorgeous field that they had passed by on several occasions. The field was a vast stretch of land that was filled with all sorts of wildflowers. Except for the little dirt road a few yards away, the field itself was pretty much untouched. It was a nice day, a little brisk, but nothing above a light jacket was needed. There was also a nice breeze, perfect for flying kites.
They had had a picnic before of sandwiches, apples, chips, and juice boxes. Moira had told Bleez that it was never good to leave trash on the ground so they had packed all the trash in a separate plastic bag. Currently Moira was reading a book peacefully while Bleez was off gathering flowers.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 7:18 am
Further out in the feild, a little pair of pink tentacles could be seen over top of the high grass. They seemed to act as periscopes for the little child they belonged to. He was far too short to see over the grass, hopping up ever now and again just to see if he could, well, see. Mischa decided that, rather than fly kites with his father, he wanted to explore! He was so much different than his older brother, Edes, who rather just sleep..
His father, Noel, was a little farther away, a rather huge and elegant looking kite in his hands, trying to locate his little boy. It was quite a bit harder than it looked, for his tentacles seemed to think they were flowers and blended in so well. He wasn't worried, though, after all, the boy shure could scream if he wanted to.
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 8:08 am
Bleez saw the tentacles from a distance. Thinking they were some flower she'd never seen, she wandered over to them, planning to pick them. She was going to add them to the bouqet she was holding to give to her mother.
She made it near the "flowers," looking at them a while curiously, before grabbing a hold of one with her free hand. She couldn't see the tiny little spawn hidding in tall grass and had grabbed the tentacle rather roughly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 3:12 am
"EEEEP!!!" Came a large cry from the little pink flower. When yanked up, Mischa came to face a girl with fangs.
"Nooooo! Nooooo! I is gonnas be eaten!" He wailed, wriggling around in place, almost flailing. After a few moments, he stopped wriggling, comming to terms with his fate. "If.. If uu gonna eat me.. Tell my daddy I wuv him.. And us a good receeepeee..."
It was overly dramatic... And quite a bit pitiful as well..
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 7:57 am
Bleez dropped the tentacle, and her flowers, out of shock. Her immediate thought was that the flower was talking, until she saw the little spawn attached to it. She stared at Mischa a good long while before finally saying, "Eat you? Why woul' I eat you? I'm not a dinasaur." She gave Mischa a curious look before bending down to pick up her flowers she dropped.
"Sorwy I scared you," She handed Mischa a flower, "You okay now?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 5:31 pm
"U-uu would eat Mischa 'cause uu gots big sharp pointy teef! Big Teef gobble Mischa up like chomp Chomp chomp!" A whispered and frightened reply came from the terrified little spawn, his tentacles quickly withdrawing from where they were, and laying as flat as they could against his head.
His bright, sparkling, oval shaped eyes seemed to show a tiny bit of happiness from the flower, and held it up, grabbing it with his left tentacle, which wiggled around, holding the flower.
"I is.. I is okay.. I is Mischa.. UU name is?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 8:26 pm
"One sharp toof," Bleez corrected Mischa, pointing to the one fang that poked out of the left side of her mouth. She handed him a matching flower for his other tentacle. " 'm Bleez. Whatcha doing out here? Twyin' ta be a fwower?" Bleez spoke fairly quickly, now that she'd gotten over the initial shock of a supposed flower actually being a spawn.
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