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 Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2014 11:15 am
Long before the 'gods' started to rampage when a child Munna still had his field home he was closer to the town in the evening. He was enjoy a small park. It was still a few hours before the sun would set and he thought why not enjoy a park and see how normal children would be doing at a park. What he was really waiting was for those in town to start falling asleep so he could nibble at their dreams. He was growing rather hungry and trying to find a way to distract himself.
He kicked his legs swinging himself slowly. His bright eyes peered out from thick feminine glasses. He was rather odd, even for a Poke-child to look at. His clothes were far to big on him and looked ready to slide off his shoulders as he leaned back. He was used to his young humans staring at his long nose and asking if it was fake if they dared to come close to him. Most parents would shoo there children from him not really wanted them to talk to the 'homeless' poke-child. He had given up trying to tell them that he did have a home. He lived in a beautiful field. But that had never helped so he just gave it up knowing that it more often than not made the parents worry he would try and lure their children away. He was not some dangerous creature but in away it was alright it allowed him to watch people and children more without getting distracted.
And now he had the swings all to himself. He smiled softly kicking a bit harder for a strong swing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 11:10 am
The swings weren't Koujen's for long. Marissa had raced over, taking the seat next to him. She had tried to wait until the park was empty: she really had. When the park was empty, the stunky girl usually scronged for left food, change--anything useful. The urge to play, however, had overruled logic. Missy started to pump her legs, before hesitating, and studying Koujen for the first time.
"Hi. You're like me, aren't you?" He certainly didn't look human. Not completely. That made things easier. "I'm Missy," she added, as if just realizxing her question could have been taken as rude. "I bet I can swing higher than you!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 8:03 pm
Koujen did not notice the stunky girl walking up. He had been focused on his own swinging and distracting himself from his growing hunger. It was not until he heard the squeak of a swing near by him. He jumped a little as he swung and looked over the young girl next to him. It took him a moment to register that she had spoken to him.
"Hello..." he said and then thought about what she said he gave a small nod, "Yes...I think I am like you." He gave a gentle smile "I am Koujen. You think you can swing higher?" His smile grew a bit larger. "I have a head start." he said with a laugh and started to kick more. This would be the first time he was able to swing with a friend. It would be so fun!
He giggled softly, "Oh no Missy....your catching up!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 9:37 am
"I'm gonna win!" Missy announced, pumping her legs. She was smiling, this was fun! It was new, for the skunky girl to make an encounter like this. He really seemed to like her, and they'd only just met! "Hey, how high do you think we can go?" She asked. "Over the bar?" She wasn't sure she wanted to do that, though. Over the bar meant going upside down, and she didn't want to.
"Or maybe to the moon! Do you think we could swing all the way up there? I heard it's made of cheese, so we'd never go hungry."
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2014 1:14 pm
The female seemed to be really up and ready for a challenge. So it was no surprise that she had already caught up with him and swinging on the level with him, "Oh I think we could go over the bar but that might be dangerous." he said. he really did not want either of them to get hurt. "I would be afraid to go over the bar..." after all as high as he was right now he was feeling a bit more of a drop when he started to swing backwards. It was a bit un nerving.
He started to slow down as she asked about the moon a bit confused. "Swing to the moon? Maybe if we were to jump from the high point. But don't you have to fly to the moon?" He asked his swinging even more shallowly now as he looked up at the sky as if to see them moon. "Could we even get to it at this time of day? Oh it is made of cheese?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2014 5:56 pm
"It would be," Marissa agreed, not at all eager to attempt it. She really didn't want to end up upside down. She slowed down, watching Koujen. "I'm afraid, too," she agreed. She'd been ashamed of admitting it until he had.
"I think there's lots of ways to go to the moon," she mused. "But yeah! Maybe we would have to fly. I guess we'd have to get a flying type to take us to the moon if flying's the only way... You didn't know?" Missy's eyes widened. "Course it's made of cheese! But I don't know which kind, white or yellow. Most of the time the moon looks white, but sometimes it looks yellow!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 11:31 pm
The moon had no reason to not admit he was afraid of something. Fear was a natural response to help protect one's self. He was unaware of when he stopped swinging but he had and he was just looking up at the sky trying to figure out if the moon could really be made of cheese. Could a flying type really get them up there?"
"White or yellow cheese? Yes I think the moon is more white and it looks like it has holes...so maybe it is swiss cheese?" he asked wanting to be helpful. He wondered if he was with that comment. Now not only did he hear it but he felt his stomach growl an announce he was hungry. Of course he could not eat with his new friend awake and it was still a bit early in the day for most to be sleeping. "Do you like cheese? I don't know much about it...but if we were going to eat the cheese moon wouldn't we need crackers?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2015 2:54 pm
Marissa nodded in agreement; it did look like swiss cheese! She seemed to notice his stomach growling, and hesitated. She looked around slowly, making sure they were the only two around, and handed him a candy bar from her pocket. "It's probably melted a little," she said, apologetically. "I snagged it earlier this afternoon. Should still be good, though. Go ahead, I've got my own." She pulled another out, showing it to him.
Yes, these made a good dinner. "I like cheese," she said, "When I can get it. It's not really easy to steal..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2015 2:06 pm
Koujen tilted his head and looked a bit confused as he was handed the candy bar. "Oh thank you...melted is still good. B..but this is not what I eat. And if you had a hard time getting this then you should keep it." he said offering the bar back to her then he looked back down at the bar.
"Ah you have to steal too? I had to steal my clothes too. It was not hard out in the country though cause people still leave their clothes out to dry." He smiled softly his pale cheek slightly darker with a bit of embraced pride, even if his clothes were too big. "Would you like some cheese now? I guess I can help you get some if you would like some."
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