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 Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 4:39 pm
Ahh, the backyard. A safe, friendly environment where Pippin could just relax in the quiet expanse of grass and flowers. His home was quite large, and the yard was no exception.
The young boy sat in a comfortable hammock, looking up at the clouds and (as cheesy as it was) thinking to himself what shapes they made. He had seen quite a few unique ones this day, as well as generic sheep, but found them all quite delightful. Sometimes it was nice to just relax, but sometimes that didn't last for all that long.
Closing his eyes he sighed softly, resting his hands on his stomach as he wiggled into a comfortable position, readying himself for what could have potentially been a nice nap.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 5:26 pm
"I'M GOING TO DIE!!!!" A young, black and blue winged boy shouted as he began to run through Several back yards, doing flips over fences in order to Avoid that which was chasing him.
You see, being the curious boy he was, he had Ventured over the fence in the gated community that neighbored the regular community he lived in. He was in Aw at all of the HUGE houses that were always hidden behind brick walls.. But today! TODAY! He would see what was behind them~
Mischa had fun exploring the massive properties. He had pretended to fish in a pond, ran through a person's HUGE Garden (though he made plenty sure it was in the same state as it was hen he came), and even was invited to stay for a barbecue, but he had to decline. It was then he had gone into another yard, where there was a really fat lady with two pit bulls.
"Hello!!" Mischa waved to the lady, but.. His response that was received was no where near as friendly.
"SICK HIM MISTER MUFFINTOPS AND SENOR SMOOTHIEBUNS!" The lady shouted, pointing to the little spawn. Immediately, the dogs barked at him, and began to chase him. And now, that is how we find our Lust/Kindness child.
"Crap Crap Crappity CRAP!!!" He cried out to himself. He was cornered now, against a big brick wall, and the dogs were only feet away from him, growling. He had one chance in order to escape! Scrambling up the wall, he made it to the top, then glided over to where there was another kid with wings on his head. Before he knew it, he had crashed into the kid, knocking him out of his hammock, as well as landing on his own head.
"Uwah.. That hurt..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 1:13 pm
Pippin was in near shock as he was knocked from his safe and comfy hammock onto the ground. He was dizzy for a moment, attempting to examine what had just happened. All that he could realize was that he had been laying down, now he was on the ground, and some strange kid was on top of him. Was this normal? Maybe he was dreaming, things like this didn't often happen really.
"Umm... what just happened?" It didn't much matter wheter it was a dream or reality, the boy always treated situations the same. He was timid, seemingly nervous as he wiggled himself out from underneath the other boy and wiped off his scuffed pants. He felt as if he looked like a mess now, and though he wasn't the biggest fan of that his appearance would have to wait until he had figured out this strange situation a bit more.
"Where did you come from? You kinda dropped out of the sky..." he said quietly, looking at the other with curious eyes. His head hurt a bit, and he felt slightly out of it, but it was no big deal.
Petting one wing he waited for the other to answer.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 5:44 pm
Something nice an squishy made his landing a rather soft one. Though he would admit, he WAS a bit dizzy, but other than that, he felt fit as a fiddle. When he sat up, he was sitting on top of another boy, who wiggled away almost immediately.
"Hey, you don't have to do that.. I don't bite! Well, I bite food, but you're not food, you're a kid. A KID! Right?" Mischa made a little pout, readjusting the goggles on his head.
Um.. Where did he come from? That was a good question.
"Well... I assume that when a mommy and a daddy love eachother.. They made me! But I'm not sure. Maybe I was made in a lab. THAT WOULD BE SO COOL! OH! Maybe you mean why am I here here! Yeah, these big scarry DOGS were chasing me and I tried to escape by flying over you wall, but I can't fly so I glided until I crashed. Yeah, sorry about it, would you like me to kiss it better?" All the words seemed to come out at once, and in the end he made a cute, kissy face.
"Oh, well, you shouldn't kiss people you don't know. WELL. I'm Mischa, the ADVENTURERER!!! What's your name?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 2:30 pm
The other spoke so quickly it was mildly difficult to keep up with him. His words passed by Pippin in a flurry, but the spawn did his best to keep up, "I-I don't think you bite, I just don't think I make a good chair..." still brushing himself off he sneezed and looked back at the other. Wow this boy had a lot to say. Not that it was bad, just... he never had that much to say.
After listening to the long explanation of where he came from (only half of it relevant to the actual question) he paused for a moment before finally replying, "Why are you gliding around? There's not much to see around here." Pip was a bit confused, especially since he had never really glided himself even though he had nice headwings to do so with.
"And no, I'm alright. I don't need kisses, and you are a stranger so it's probably better that way." he agreed, though he cracked a bit of a smile at the face. "Umm, d'you need a band-aid or anything? I can try to get one from the house, or something to drink if you need it... I bet adventuring is pretty hard work after all." he offered.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 11:07 pm
"Believe me, you made a nice chair. A nice cushiony landing~" A happy grin adorning his peachy features. He stood on his tiptoes, reaching for the sky, and his wings stretched out as much as wingly-possible.
"That's just it! As an adventure, you adventure for the sake of the experience, not the final find! Not the destination, but the journey, yah know?" He wasn't sure if he was making sense or not, but either way, it was always fun to ramble about such things.
"Alright, no kisses. I'm fine, thank you~ But..." He simply stared at Pippin for a while. .... It wasn't a mean stare, just a contemplating one.
"Would.. You want to go on an adventure with me? It's fun going on an adventure regardless, but.. It's always funnier when you have someone to experience it with! OH! By the way, what is your name? You never told me? I bet it's something amazing!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 8:17 pm
The young boy wasn't quite sure what to think about the subject. He was a nice cushion? Was that a compliment or not? Being quite unsure of how to react he simply said, ”Uh, thanks?” as he shifted uncomfortably and rubbed one headwing.
An adventure for the process rather than the reward? That just sounded crazy. In the boy’s mind, he had always seen children only want to win, or see the finishing goal. Of course they had fun along the way, but that never seemed to be the main purpose, it was sort of strange. ”You don’t just want the reward?” the boy pondered aloud.
To be honest, Pippin was quite disappointed that he didn’t need to go fetch a band-aid. He had sort of been wanting to grab himself one, but now didn’t want to look like some wussy who had gotten hurt.
Pippin had perked up at the last statement, mildy shocked by the request. ”What? You want me to go on an... adventure?” he didn’t get asked that often, so the request seemed strange. Pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose he thought for a moment, ”I’m not sure if I’d be the best adventurer...” he replied nervously.
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