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 Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 3:04 am
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- Day dreams of lolly pops, kittens, and puppies danced in the shallow pool of Emery's thoughts, she was amused by herself. And now to join her in her puddle of play, was the little girl Molly and her big, big, older brother, Zach along with her other siblings. She smiled as she thought of the group splashing each other and having a fun evening. Though, that never happened or the chance of it ever happening were like hoping to smash open a rock you found in your back yard and find gold. But, it felt real in Emery's mind, or the poor girl would have been a mess from the environment she grew up in.
“Your brother Zach!” She echoed merrily, looking down at the food with a quick, hungry glance. Emery was in serious debate of whether she took a bite or spoke, you couldn't do both, and she really wanted to talk, but the food looked so good.. Swallowing again, she looked back at the girl. The girl was a little more interesting then the food.
On Emery's thoughts went, until she thought herself a mighty fine question, one to deal with her brother being so large and the images of a giant monkey storming through a city with a pretty lady in its big hands. “Does your brother like bana-” Her voice trailed dead as she had just processed what her brother had said. Did he say that? No, he didn't. Yes, he did. Are they here? No. Yes, they are. Her eyes went round and she took on a much more twitchy, worried, behavior, like that of a deer having heard the distant howl of a wolf. Images of tiny fangs dripping with saliva, of small claws flexing into flesh, and a mess of coarse fur bristling and darting about faster then one could see were now stalking the shadows of Emery's happy, happy, thoughts.
Emery tried to ignore them. Her eyes were looking at the brother, her lips perked in a rather odd smile now. “So-so do you.. like bananas? Cause I-I do.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 12:17 am
“Sightings, yes, of large cats. Panthers, if I remember the papers correctly.” He stated honestly – he had read something about a wildcat being slain by a monk.. But, he had chalked it up to a drunk editor and a superstitious reporter, which wouldn't be a surprise in a remote community like this one. “But, that's the barmies strumming up c**k and bull, miss, nothing to be worried over. Nothing like the real problems, at any rate.” He took a bite of the tortellini, watching Emery from his periphery. Tense, wasn't she? ..A small quirk of the lip and he went on, “It's really the squirrels, miss. You know, small critters like that are sensitive to odd things. Attracted to it. I'd be worried, considering I saw a whole pack of them on your roof earlier this day. May be still out there. The squirrels, that is.” He may have rambled on too much there, but his focus was secretly on Emery – every little twitch or stutter. Hm.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:18 am
   The petite girl blinked a few times and listened to the other. She was so cute in her little spacey and shy ways... A smirk spread from ear to hear when the girl asked Zach if he liked bananas. It was cute. Of course, Molly being nice though, wouldn't be Molly, so she didn't make any comments, just watched and waited for her brother to respond. ~ The boy arched a brow at the girl that asked the strange and random question... Did he like bananas? Actually, he enjoyed them quite a lot... Though, it was best in his mother's homemade banana bread. Smirking slightly he answered the girl, "Yes, yes I do like them... have you had them in bread form before?"~ "Be afraid of... squirrels... The little critters are too cute to be up to something mischievous, even if they are doing strange things... I find it hard to believe that a large group would congregate on top of my home of all the houses in the neighbor, but if that's the story you'd like to go with sir, I'll kindly ask where this is leading..." she said it in a soft tone, not attacking at all really, but still a bit critical.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:56 am
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- Emery held a very strained normal expression, her teeth were clenched into a odd toothy grin as she nodded at the brother. He liked Bananas, bananas were very good. Emery liked to peel them cause – a ball of fur disappeared under her brother's chair. Her eye gave a little twitch as she tried to force all her absolute attention on the monkey man.
“No I – no I-” A little creature darted in the shadows of Emery's periphery. She swallowed nervously. ”haven't..” Her palms were a little sweaty now, goose bumps sprouted along her legs as it came to feel that a something had ran by it just now. Then her brother said something; something so terrible that poor Emery's mind attempted with all its feeble might to blockade it from reaching the conscious part of Emery's brain where it'd be defined and then announced to her thoughts what he just said – that didn't go over so well. Her eye gave an obvious twitch, her hands began to tremble and – There!!! A ball of fur darted across the table, fast as lightning. They were everywhere! Little monsters born from the spawn of evil darting around outside, some trying to get in as others found their way in. Her eyes stretched round until white shown all around the color of her eyes, her voice turn to a small whimper. Then another darted around the bend of the table, leaping with its little claws and fangs bared as it.. it was going for her new friend's big brother! ”No!” She shrieked as she took the entire plate of pasta, and with a great swing, thrust the plate into Zach's face as hard as her arms would let her, intending to kill the imaginary beast attacking the man.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 2:51 pm
“I'm sorry, miss, that'll have to wait -” He answered hurriedly to Gail, concern written on his face as he turned to Emery, “Going ballistic like that..!” He scolded lightly, though it wasn't like the girl could help it. He stood and turned to set a hand on Gail's shoulder, the other hovering over the table – or, more specifically, Gail's drink. It was barely a second that he remained there, his hand tilting lightly to allow one of the pale, shriveled chunk of mushroom slip in and sink to the bottom with a small plop that the man covered up neatly enough with his voice. “I'm sorry about the two n' eight, miss, I didn't think she'd – ah,” He turned to Zach and looked the boy over in his best worried act, “Are you alright?”
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 12:52 pm
 Oh, was it that time already? The Stocking Festival? It felt like it had just happened, like, not even a year ago! But it didn't matter, because Daffodil liked giving presents to all of the cute boys and girls of Nirvani! ...Well, maybe not now, because she had started at the bottom of her list, with Molly Boyer! She hadn't really paid much attention to Molly this year, mainly because she hadn't done much, not even gone to play at the playground! Besides, she was kind of mean, wasn't she? Daffodil hadn't taken the time to notice. But it was okay, because she had a super good present for Molly! A pet rock! This way, she had a friend, and maybe she could learn how to be nice and make even more friends! Daffodil was so pleased with herself, she placed the rock next to Molly's bed with a smile before hurrying off to the next house~
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 10:33 am
 Oh noooo.... It was stocking day already.... She hated stocking day! Well, not really hated, but she was always afraid to meet someone and theh she would need make conversation and ohhhhh that was so stressfull.... Or at least, that's what the lttle blue fairy tought every year until she remembered that she could turn herself invisible and that she was not supposed to meet anyone. With little hope regain, Lily deiced to start her list with Gail Boyer, the single mother. She was nice! And Gentle! And... yeah, that was about it.... She entered the house right after Daffodil come out... Ah! Right, Single mother meant she had children, silly of her to forgot that tidbit. She place on the kitchen table a little bowl of pears, as well as a skyblue envelope.
"Gail. You are very nice and gently and sweet and lovely and nurturing and I like you. But, you shouldn't stay inside so much. The outside world awaits you! Go make some friends! But not too many... One or two would be good! But make them great friends. Not just regular ones! Can I suggest that photograph girl Amanda or the General Store Owner Dante? They are both very lovely people.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 7:42 am
 ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ - Carnation - ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Arriving at the Boyer territory, Carnation had to shiver at the thought of Molly being around. It wasn't her follower, but watching Zach with her was more than enough to scare anyone. After heading to the boy's room, she stopped at the nearest flat surface and dropped off her gift. No cake for Zach this year! Instead there was a lovely lavender scented candle! Under it was a red envelope with Zach Boyer written on top and a letter inside written in neat handwriting. You’ve been a little lonely kid. Well not lonely per say, I’m sure Molly’s been a handful like usual. So you’re doing pretty well there! Oh and congrats on going to college. I’m rooting for ya! …Seems to be one of the few that actually made my year…Now that she done, off she was! Stocking Night was a busy busy night~
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