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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 10:20 am
This thread is a journal for Zee only, don't post here unless she states otherwise.  Growth points: 0/65 News: Nov. 7th, 09~ Zee has recieved a strange goblet of bubbling brew. **Just a little something to get you started. What you write in this journal is up to you, though it should involve you rping that you're interacting with your dragon. First though, you have to get your dragon. Write a little story/description of a dream you've had or just one you've made up. I'll read this and use it to design your dragon. Please, don't say anything about the dragon itself, just the dream. Once I post in here with your dragon, you're free to keep posting whatever you want.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 10:19 pm
Zee dreamed.
She was floating high above an interstate, watching tiny ant-like cars zoom to and fro beneath her. She seemed to be following one car in particular, and she slowly drew closer to it, as it turned off the interstate, and onto a country road. The tree tops flew by beneath her, and the vast farm lands looked like a quilt until she had descended low enough to make out what was growing in them. Cat tails and dandelions. How odd, she thought, as she flew past.
The little car pulled into a driveway next to a quaint little cottage in the middle of nowhere. To Zee's delight, two cats, one thin with a sour expression, and the other fat with a friendly face emerged from the car. Both were dressed in dapper little suits, and they quickly unloaded some groceries from the car, and took them into the cottage. Zee, a captive audience, floated in behind them, though neither seemed to able to see her.
The two cats set about make tea, the fat one chattered on and on about the day, as the thin one merely harrumphed and set out dishes. Finally, the tea was ready, and both sat down to eat. Zee hovered over the table, and tried to swipe a scone. Her hand passed right through it.
"And don't you know, the mayor was quite pleased with the new horseless carriage he bought? He was bragging up and down about it. Quite the smug sort, isn't he! And speaking of smug, Mrs. Smug over at the Dairy Market says that her cow has been producing some top grade cream, and that we're to make sure to n** into town first thing tomorrow to buy some."
"Harrumph."
"Oh, do cheer up! You're never happy unless something dreadful is going on. Which reminds me, actually. Mr. Peabody said that he was down by that old graveyard the other day, and says that he saw a dog-."
"A DOG?!"
Zee started as the thin cat yelled and slammed his tea cup onto the table. She looked up, and realized that he was staring directly at her! His eyes were glowing! She couldn't look away! Everything else was fading to black, but his eyes kept staring straight at her...
With a cry, Zee woke up, and shrieked when she realized she could still see that cat's eyes behind her eyelids. She rubbed at them, and gradually the vision faded. She breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to herself before rolling over.
"What the heck was that?"
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