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 Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 7:11 pm
___________________Prompt 1___________________ Simple, Friendly, Direct: The dawn of a new day approaches. You are just getting out of bed...or are you? Take us through your day, just this one, particular day from morning to night. Are you an early riser? Do you sleep in? Go to work? School? What do you eat, if anything? Does something interesting happen? The content is up to you, but we want to see what happens on any given day, from the time you wake up to the time you go to bed. xxxxStatus: completeyay!
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:17 pm
Critter was sleeping with his umbrella hugged to his chest and floating upside down as always. Every now and again he would move and bump about in the walls of the living room where he had decided to pass out. His tongue would be used to help lazily push him away from the wall if he bonked into one hard enough to wake him up and then he would float elsewhere. Critter uttered some light snores as he bonked into a bookshelf and a book fell...through him and this seemed to have startled him awake with a loud, "WHATWHATWHAT?" uttered by him.
Somehow this didn't wake the others in the household as he blearily gazed down at the offending object and seemed to come to a conclusion.
He must write his story.
Wait he didn't know how to write. He floated down to the book and picked it up after he discarded his umbrella off to the side and while holding it upside down he opened it and tried to read. The others made it look easy! All he had to do was stare at the pages of the book with that one big eye that he had and he would totally figure out how to write from that. Easy peasy.
...That didn't work. His tongue moved to lick the page covering it in slobber in hopes that the knowledge would come from that and still nothing came from it. That was really odd! The Nutbar huffed a sigh and dropped the book off to the side and floated up to Faris' room and stared at her sleeping face. He reached down and poked at her cheek, her nose, and then her forehead until she finally got annoyed enough to open her eyes to stare at the one big eye staring down at her. She felt dampness seep into her blanket from the drooling tongue that sometimes hung out of Critter's mouth and decided she'd rather not sleep anymore as she uttered a loud displeased "EWWWWWWWW. CRITTER BAD BOY EWEWEW."
"Critternotbadisgoodalwaysgood," Critter jabbered as he floated after Faris now that she was up and moving down to the kitchen for something to eat while still in her pajamas.
Faris grunted as she wandered into the kitchen and got a bowl, her cereal, and the jug of milk and began to make her breakfast as daylight slowly crept in. When Critter floated closer she held up her spoon threatening, "You gets closer I scoop yer eye out. No droolie in my food."
Critter hung back and waited patiently until she got a couple of bites of her food before he jabbered, "teachCrittertheseeeeeeeeekritstowritingsthebooksandthings."
It took the Gargoyle a long moment to comprehend what the creature uttered at her. She wasn't all that good at processing just yet considering how she had been woken up before she sighed and nodded, "Fine just gimmes a minnit."
She was given her few moments and soon she was done eating, the dishes were cleaned, and they had moved to the living room table where there was now paper sprawled everywhere. Faris tried very hard to be patient with Critter but sometimes he didn't focus that well and it wasn't sure how much of it actually sunk in. A lot of the paper was covered in drool. Sometimes her mother and Robin would wander in and watch the spectacle shake their heads and wander off to run errands.
Wolfram wandered in and watched them curiously for a long moment before he laughed, "Sister! I bet you can't get him to write a full sentence by the end of the day."
Faris gazed up at her second youngest brother and huffed a bit, "Bets I can! I bets you three weeks chores I can!"
The Marionette grinned smugly and nodded as he wandered out, "You're on, Friend."
With chores on the line Faris began to teach Critter with renewed zeal but despite that it was still more than a little frustrating. They broke for lunch in between and when they returned Critter refused to do anymore work because he demanded that it was naptime.
"Nono! We has to works!" Faris insisted though she was more than just a little tired all things considered.
"UnionworkersonstrikeFarisunfairboss!" Critter mumbled as he chewed on a pencil.
Faris groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose and got up, "Fines. I gotta go see Sensei anyways for lessons. Go has your nap!"
Nap he did dreaming something about bleating axes and the dancing of dustbunny ballerinas until the Gargoyle returned and woke him by throwing her slipper at him.
"WHATWHAT!?" Critter snapped awake as the slipper passed through him and spun in a crazy lopsided circle.
"Time for lessons again! You will write before ends of day even if it kills us both." Faris grumbled as she grabbed his tail and dragged him back to their slobber covered paper and pencils and resumed lessons while Critter flailed and whined for a bit before he settled back into lessons.
By the end of the day Wolfram was back and much to his chagrin found that the Nutbar had not only written one sentence but a whole page of them though he tried to argue that many of them were not workable sentences at all. Faris and Wolfram argued back and forth while Critter floated back to the umbrella and read the story out loud to it.
Luis and Robin walked in as the story ended and the Satyress stared on in disbelief. Great the thing had not only taken her umbrella but married and named it as well. Just fantastic...
Critter looked at the Satyress with a singular wide eye for approval and she simply nodded as she hefted the sleeping toddler in her arms before she wandered off to get ready for bed with the other two following after her to do the same while arguing with each other about whether or not what Critter wrote would be considered any form of a sentence at any juncture. The Nutbar took up his umbrella and snuggled it as he tucked the paper into his person where it floated suspended and he fell into a sudden sleep. 
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 6:25 pm
___________________Prompt 2___________________ Oh, wow! Your day certainly seemed exciting! That's great! But...uhh...you seem to be forgetting something. I'm pretty sure this happened at some point in your day. How could you forget it? Remember, that Nutbar creature that just came up to you out of nowhere and demanded that you help it out? That stupid little creature who told you it didn't know where it needed to go, what it needed to get, but it sure as heck needed you to go there and get it for them? Remember, they opened that weird door out of thin air, pointed to a wild goose that appeared out of nowhere that ended up running through the door? The crazy Nutbar pushed you into the doorway too! The doorway closed once you were both on the other side! You came across a whole new strange world! How could you forget that?!
Oooh, I see, your memory of that incident is coming back! At what point in the day did it happen, again? When the nutbar opened that door to another world, what kind of world did the Nutbar make you run through, to chase after that wild goose? It's okay, memories are strange things. Just take it slow, and tell me when it happened, what you thought of it happening while it was happening, and what kind of world you ended up in. What it an alternate universe? Some crazy planet? Based on a video game (Pokemon? Persona 3 or 4? Dokapon Kingdom? .hack? World of Warcraft? Tetris?!)? Other Game (Candy Land, Clue, 13 Dead End Drive, Solitaire, Mahjong)? Book? What do you think of the world, and this crazy smoke creature that keeps licking it's own eyeball to try and think?
**Remember, this happens like the Blind Date RPs do - You're suddenly somewhere else, and time back home just stops. As for the world - the only limit is your imagination! It can be whatever you want it to be. xxxxStatus: completeyay!
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 7:09 pm
It happened right after the book fell threw him and woke him up. In fact the other Nutbar was the reason why the book had suddenly become Nutbaricidal. Critter had indeed been awakened and uttered "WHATWHATWHAT."
In fact there was more than just that first bunch of words because after that it became like a tennis match of the word what getting thrown back and forth.
"WHAT!"
"WHAT?"
"WHAT!"
"WHAT?"
Each Nutbar echoing each other and filling the place with noise that apparently no one could hear otherwise certainly someone would have come check if they weren't suddenly afraid of becoming apart of the insanity taking place. After a while they just stared at each other after the Nutbar that tried to get Critter's attention floated into view.
The nameless Nutbar had forgotten why it was there for a few seconds before it suddenly swung open a door that appeared out of seemingly nowhere which held a goose. The goose was so startled at being revealed it let out a honk and Critter let out a scream in response and dropped the umbrella he had been holding. The goose grabbed the umbrella and then ran off.
"MYWIFE!" Critter cried out in dismay.
"THATGOOSEGOGETITITHASSOMETHING!" The Nutbar exclaimed.
"YESITHASMYWIFE!" Critter responded quite put off still yelling.
"WHAT?"
"WHAT?"
"WHA--" Suddenly Critter was shoved through the door and was in a world that was unlike the room he had been in prior. There were random floating hypnodiscs, a few tongues, a couple of eyes here and there, and a couple of suggestively posed umbrellas. There were other things as well but for the most part, there was no mistaking it...He was in his own mind.
Critter floated there with his tongue hanging out looking mildly perplexed before he saw an image of himself chasing around a chicken enchilada while making kissy faces at it. Something from his past to be sure! He floated after the image curiously. For now the goose was very much forgotten in favor of this new thing that was going on.
After a while they disappeared into a small casserole dish shaped house and shut the door in his face. Hmph! That certainly was rude he floated around the windowless 'home' for a bit before he moved to a weird drool covered lollipop tree and settled under it for a brief rest.
"Iamreallymessedup." Critter muttered to himself in a moment of clarity.
Suddenly the other Nutbar was settled next Critter, "Itoldyougetthatgoose."
"Ohyah...IthasFremma!" Critter recalled with sudden dismay, "wherediditgo?!"
"...Iunno."
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:07 pm
___________________Prompt 3___________________ Alright! So, uh, you're in this world, and this really loud, stupid creature is demanding that you help it. Wonderful...
After a while of exploring this world, your Nutbar points at the Wild Goose that had run into the world just before you did (hah, did you notice it?! I bet you didn't!), and demands that you chase and capture it. It's beak has something in it - it looks like a key! Geese aren't that easy to capture however, and this one proves to be no easier than the next. How long does it take to chase the Wild Goose? How did you end up catching it? Did it give up it's key easily, or did it make you fight it?
For clarity: This prompt ends when you retrieve the key from the Wild Goose. xxxxStatus: completeyay!
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:43 pm
The two Nutbars sat together for a long moment in silence. It was strange how despite being a Nutbar like the nameless one next to him Critter just wanted to flail and yell at them for being an idiot. Somehow being in his own mind gave him a sense of ... sanity or at least clarity. It was kind of scary now that he took a moment to think about it and he had come to the conclusion that he didn't like thinking at all and that it was scary and he wanted to be stupid again and forget any of this happened.
Nameless the Nutbar started jabbering at him about...something. Critter was too enthralled with his own sanity to take much note. Suddenly there was a loud annoying 'HONK' behind them giving both Nutbars an awful fright.
"OHGODTHEREITIS!" cried out Nameless. "ITHASKEYGETITGETITGETIT," Obviously Critter cared little for the key and only wanted his wife back.
"AUGHSONOFASEABISCUIT," Critter cursed and he turned to chase after the goose now that he had a sense of where it was. Nameless stayed behind and watched on stupidly. Critter grasped at the air between the umbrella carting goose and himself, "GIMMEFREMMABACK!"
The chase was an odd one that took place through archways that looked (and drooled) like tongues that came out of a chasm of a mouth that resembled a Nutbar's mouth. Several eyes floated after them and sometimes even loud jumbled words would be shouted at him from nowhere and it felt like his own mind was trying to distract him and pull him away from the chase. He was very convinced now that the goose was an evil sorcerer and was the one making all of these unpleasant things happen to him. First his wife is stolen, now he was thinking clearly, and now this! He just wanted to get back home to his people and forget any of this ever happened. His wispy hands reached out to grab at the goose when he got just close enough and grasped firmly. For a bit he was just along for the ride before he tried to tug to get the goose to stop only to come away with a fist full of feathers and the horrid wife-stealing creature letting out a oddly muffled honk of displeasure.
The creature stopped to glare at Critter then stared down at the bald spot upon its rear end with a huff before the goose started to run again but this time much faster.
Critter stared up at the retreating figure and dropped the feathers and gave chase once again, "GIVEHERBACKGIVEHERBACKGIVEHERBACK," he cried out flailing after the goose. After a while he ended up chasing the goose in a circle around the tree when a thought occurred to him. He stopped turned as the goose rounded the corner and tackled. There was a loud 'HONK' and a great wrestling match between Nutbar and goose which sprayed about a lot of feathers. At one point Critter had the fowl by the neck and shaking it for what it was worth before finally it let go of the umbrella and eventually the key which slid into the umbrella's folds.
Once Critter noticed Fremma fell out of the goose's grasp he picked the umbrella up, and then 'sat' on the goose. Critter hugged his darling wife tightly in his arms.
Wait! Something felt different...
Critter murmured words of apology as he turned Fremma about and shook her once or twice before finally a key fell into his palm. Nameless was suddenly at his side, "YAYYOUGOTIT."
This caused Critter to yelp and swing his wife defensively around and hit Nameless upside the head.
"YEOWCH!"
"SorryFremmy," Critter murmured moodily to his wife as he resumed hugging her and clutched the key in his hand for now as he watched Nameless suspiciously. Much like the goose he blamed this other Nutbar for all that has happened. They were in it together! It was a conspiracy all against him!
The goose remained passed out under Critter for the moment...
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 8:31 pm
___________________Prompt 4___________________ Alright! You have the key! That's totally awesome! Your Nutbar is now prattling on about something, either about a box or a popsicle, it's really hard to tell at this point, but in the end, you understand that the key opens a box, and that the Nutbar really, really wants a popsicle. Hey, at least you were mostly right the first time! Grudingly, the goose brings you to a room of boxes, and the Nutbar ever so proudly guards the doorway, preventing you from leaving until you have 'it'!
How many boxes do you try to open until you get one that does? What is inside? Is there something in it? Is is empty? Was this what the Nutbar was looking for? If it is, does it let you leave to go back home, or does the easily distracted creature need convincing? If it isn't what it was looking for, where do you end up finding it? Was there ever a 'thing' that it wanted to look for, or did this whole quest end up as a giant derailing in the Nutbar's quest to get a popsicle?
You eventually end up back home, where the previously paused time resumes once more.
What happens after you received the key from the previous prompt is entirely up to you. The above paragraph is just a bunch of suggestions, but feel free to toss your own in there to finish this...stupid little adventure! xxxxStatus: completeyay!
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 8:33 pm
For a moment Critter got his peace and quiet and it seemed as if Nameless didn't even want the key from him at all. The fellow Nutbar appeared very, very content about the fact that the key was no in someone else's hand and no longer in possession of the goose who was now being used as seating, though Critter was floating some inches above the goose rather than actually sitting on it. After a few moments of silence and holding his wife the goose suddenly re-animated and wiggled out from under the floating Nutbar and straightened its feathers.
Nameless was jabbering again, "Popsiclessoundgoodandthekeyopensapopsicleboxorsomethinglikethatanddoyouhaveapopsicle?"
Critter stared from the goose to Nameless and back to the goose again. He paid more attention to the goose as he protectively held his umbrella-wife closer to his person in a possessive manner. No way was Critter going to give that goose another chance to make off with his wife!
"Alrigh', follow me, I guess," the goose said in an oddly deep and masculine voice before it waddled off.
The Nutbars stared after the goose and then floated after it. Nameless jabbering along about popsicles now and would not stop no matter how much Critter told his fellow Nutbar to shut up. It was probably a good thing they followed the goose because it lead them to a room full of boxes which was accessed through a door that was in a singular eyeball. If they had left it all up to Nameless they would probably still be in their earlier spot while he jabbered about popsicles, boxes, and keys. In the end it didn't matter what would have happened it was now about what was going on currently and they were now in a room of boxes.
"OPENTHEMNOWWWWW." Nameless demanded, "Ismellmyfavoritepopsicleitischocolatebananadoorstoprug. Getitnownownownow."
The goose seemed to be gone for whatever reason. It disappeared as soon as they entered and Critter was far too annoyed and frazzled to really ask any questions as he floated forward and as he kept an arm around his wife he began to open boxes. First box yielded nothing, second box was a disembodied nose sniffing at him, and the third one revealed a flea taking a bath. The flea screamed at them and almost shut the box on Critter's fingertips.
Nameless laughed at Critter's expense which got the box thrown at him. The box flew through Nameless which made him laugh even more and Critter grumbled as he went to the fourth box. When it opened there was a mass of ... something on a popsicle stick. Upon seeing it Nameless Nutbar went ecstatic and yanked the box out of Critter's hand and began to nom the entire thing without hesitation.
"NOMNOMYOUCANGONOWBAINOMNOM." Namless said in a rushed tone and a wave of a hand.
Critter snorted a bit and with Fremma still in his arm he turned and wandered out of the door and suddenly he was home again! He turned to see the doorway blip out of existence accompanied by unpleasant sounds of someone just slurping on something. Critter made a face and shuddered before he hugged more tightly onto Fremma.
"Neveragain," he muttered and then stared down at the book that was still on the floor below him. He could just barely see it because it was dark in the room...Huh! It was still nighttime!?
The longer and longer he stared down at the book, however, the less he remembered of his adventure and the more he became focused on the desire to write out his life story. Wait, he didn't know how to write first he needed to do to learn how to write was to learn how to read and first he needed to lick the book! It made perfect sense.
Thus the morning resumed as if nothing had happened or changed.
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