Kacie looked at Freya with a grin, she was excited, she gained a new friend and was about to learn a new animal language at the same time. Kacie nodded, “Right, I guess I should tell them…” Kacie turned to the woods, “Squeak, squeaker squeaken. Squeak squeakity.” She turned back to face Freya, “Sorry, you’re good to go now.” She eagerly and attentively waited for Freya to begin, while wondering if it would have any similarity to woodland creature dialects.
@Acorn06 ~ Freya
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“I suppose I should start with one thing, I don’t have any siblings. My ‘sister’ over there is a duplicate, and so was Peaches.”
Saga blinked. The sudden appearance of two other clones made Saga almost faint. “I- but,” Saga stuttered. Her brain had already clocked out of the situation. It worked too hard, and now it was barely usable.
“And I’m Celestia!”
“H-hi Comet and Celestia! It is nice to meet you both. I hope you’re having a good day,” Saga said quickly. She wanted to greet them, even if they were just magical duplicates.
“Hello, My name is Solaria!”
Saga’s eyes started tearing up. She was overwhelmed. Between the joy she felt seeing herself with a tail and the utter confusion from all the tricks. It was a lot for her to handle. She stumbled back into the wall. “H-hello Solaria, nice to m-meet you,” Saga greeted another one. She sniffled a bit and slowly let herself fall to the floor, holding her knees to her chest.
“So…any questions?”
“A-are we still… friend?” Saga sniffled. She was visibly teary-eyed and clearly confused. But, that was the most important question to her at the moment.
@Bluecookies ~ Saga Gonna be honest, forgot how to write her XD The next one will probably be better
Kristi plan was a success as dart frog, blueberry, smurf or whatever you wish to call her flushed a deep red. She looked like a tomato, a tomato with blue hair. Kristi before was kinda scared, well not scared as she isn’t afraid of anything, according to her but more like not very comfortable with smurf liking her/developing a crush on her. Why? she didn’t know why, but now it would be hilarious if she did and who would blame her? Who could be immune to Kristi charms? Ehem have you seen her? And she could use it to her advantage. You know, if she ever needs something and it feels boring to scare smurf into doing her biding. Yes, sometimes Kristi can be bored of her playthings, when scaring them is not fun for kristi anymore. Reminded her of this girl who use to be her friend up until she brought a poisonous spider (Nsi was his name) who was a ‘pet’ of hers when she was younger and when her dad was still training her. Kristi gave it to the girl to hold telling her it could kill her and she screamed and ran away, what a weird girl that girl was- Kristi smirked. Suddenly, Kristi remembered smurf
“Cat got your tongue?” Kristi grinned, “Would you like something else to get your tongue?” Kristi asked looking at her lips, God this was fun. Kristi loved playing with people, she loved treating people like they were her dolls and she was a little kid who controlled them. Probably why she didn’t have many friends, (but shush)
“Thank for so graciously pointing that out. I don’t know what I would have done looking like a frog, especially one with blue hair!” Kristi grinned noticing the sarcastic tone in her voice. It was crazy how she could change emotions quickly, just like her. “A dart frog probably?”
“Who poisons there friends for fun?” Kristi raised her left eyebrow, “Me. Didn’t I already said something about doing that? And come on, it’s not like it mattered or anything” Kristi yawned.
“I can not rely on somebody just like that. " Great so Colden couldn’t trick him into telling him his story and going as he wasn’t so well with emotions. If he felt even more pity for the Alciabiades when he tells his full story he might even ask Theorous, Autumn or Bryone to comfort him, at least they knew how to communicate with people and the world. Colden preferred communicating with the dark, the books , the monsters under the bed ad through writing. He didn’t have time to pat someone in the back and lie that everything would be alright, that the world is alright- because it’s not. The earth is a pity already itself, fill of misery and sadness. Colden couldn’t see why his ‘siblings’ were always so happy and optimistic, lying to themselves that everything would be alright… knowing very well that nothing is ever alright. And that they should focus more on their missions that having fun and dancing. Colden thought all of that was childish. “I trusted before only to be always tricked” Alciabiades said, bringing COlden back to reality. Colden could feel his wolf wincing, that was exactly what Colden wanted to do to Alcibiades. "And the fact that you’re a human but cacious with what you say to me says you’re likely not to be trusted and therefore " Colden was so human, but of course he wasn’t going to say that his mother was the spirit of winter. What would he even say? or how would he dumb it down for the poor man? if he ever decided to tell him, which is never as this was top-secret. But if he could, how? In a Theorous way like? ‘Hey man, i’m so super excited to tell you that I am not a human! Not that being a human was bad, I love humans see be burst into flames and oh look I am the child of a season’ That was just unrealistic.
“That’s not what I meant. Do you trust them enough to tell them secrets knowing they won’t spread them, to do something wrong and not have them tell on you, to have each other’s backs whenever needed.” Eh sometimes, Bryone and Theorous could burst out his secret when they were too excited so not so much. Autumn he could as she was the second must matured, though she needs to improve her and so he would not say it to her. As she could probably feel like she doesn’t have to try even harder to prove herself to him and their group, but he couldn’t say that. As Alcibiades would even feel for suspicious “Of Course I can” he said with no hesitation. Technically it was also not a lie as he could trust them with certain things.
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“It would be an honor to me if you were to meet him one day.” Ariadne said, a genuine smile gracing her pretty face. Despite Bay’s somber one, she was able to muster some of her usual eagerness as she looked at Ariadne with dark, sparkling eyes. “I would love that! Especially visiting the best dad and the forest you grew up in…” Ariadne flushed lightly, crystal-blue eyes flicking down to her shoes as she admitted she’d gotten her licence after a few tries but hardly used it. “Mostly because I’m scared I’ll hit something…or maybe…someone.” She cringed, ducking her head, then assuring Bay she’d never actually hit anything besides instructing cones. Bay cocked her head, “cones?..Like ice cream?” She asked, actually confused. “Elliot says it was quite funny watching me drive for the first time. He said I jerked the car a lot.” Ariadne then shook her head, apologizing for the “boring” story-which Bay had actually been quite entranced by, especially because of the ice cream. “Oh my stars, that’s hilarious,” Bay said, laughing only because she thought that would be okay with Ariadne. “When I meet him, he’ll have to tell me the story too.” She smiled as she said this without a second thought, truly believing she would meet Ariadne’s entire family eventually. “Boring?! Nooo it’s not! Your stories are so cool!” Bay looked wistfully at Ariadne, who had such a fascinating life-she was so cool. Some little girls looked up to princesses. But Bay, a princess, looked up to Ariadne.
Ariadne nodded slowly, trying to keep up. “When I find out how to get one, you’ll be the first to know!” Bay grinned proudly. “I’ll hold you to that!” “If you mean weird in a cool way.” Ariadne said. “Yes! That’s what I mean.” Bay decided, closing her eyes and nodding in a chipper way. Ariadne looked flattered, pink roses blooming in her lightly freckled cheeks. “Even if I like following in his foot steps, sometimes it’s better to make your own tracks. Anyways , following someone else to closely can sometimes suppress yourself, or make it harder to find yourself… Like, the real you.” Bay stared at her, listening carefully to her words.“Yeah, making your own tracks is wayyyy better.” This applied to her, she would be nothing like Ariel. “That’s terrible!! No one should do that. Unless the real them is like, a serial killer.” Bay babbled sadly. She wondered if this applied to Ariadne.
Ariadne laughed, taking a step back so they didn’t clash to the ground. “I might start to think you’re a spider monkey instead of a mermaid with your coordination!” Bay could feel Ariadne’s hands on her back as she joked. Bay looked up at her, and giggled, making small monkey noises in return.
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apple orchard ✭ goddess of sweaters
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“I would like that, I would really like that.” She murmured, brushing a blonde lock of hair from her smooth apricot-colored face. A tiny smile graced her face. Sonny took note of this-she’d definitely have to read it, then. They were not that slow of a reader, especially when the book was interesting. And it sounded interesting. “I’ll look for it asap, then.” Sonny smiled-it would give the two another chance to talk as well. “Oh, um, thanks. My dad gave it to me.” Her face was the color of a bright red apple, but Sonny only giggled, thinking it was a joke. “Ayy, my Dad picked my name too, actually.” They said thoughtfully. They rarely saw him, but he did care about the,. “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. I might have a few drinks I can make that could help you feel better.” Autumn offered worriedly. She then began to list drinks perfect for the fall. They all sounded absolutely delicious and quite fancy-Sonny wondered if Autumn worked as a barista, perhaps even one in town. Just as Sonny was about to say the apple cinnamon latte sounded absolutely enchanting, and they’d never tried it, Autumn changed the topic, asking if they had any allergies. And before Sonny could say they didn’t, Autumn began to stammer. Of course, she looked adorable, nestling deep into the sand-colored sweater, backing up. Sonny’s hazelnut eyes widened, but before any warning could escape their lips, a steady stream of granny smith apples hailed on Autumn’s cute blonde head-which had to be extremely painful. Sonny ran towards her, using their hands to bat any more falling fruits out of the way. It was too late, for the most part, but they got a couple of good hits in. “Oh. my. gosh. Are you okay?!” Despite how chill Sonny usually was, they were definitely panicking. This poor girl had already gotten hurt twice, and it had only been a matter of minutes. They kicked away an apple with their leather-clad foot. “Bad apples. That had to have hurt!” They knelt down close to Autumn, shielding her head with their hands, leaning in close. They looked concerned, eyes wide as they examined her face for bruises.
orp ✭ @bluecookies im so in love with her-she’s too cute!!
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“Oh … well the Kulebyaka is a pie with many layers, the most important one is salmon. It’s a Russian dish and I heard it’s a favorite of Prince Philip. The Sarma is a Balkan dish. I say Balcan of course because it’s unknown in which country it originated and they all call it their own. But it’s meat sometimes mixed with some rice rolled in a sour cabbage and cooked in the shredded leftover cabbage. Zefir is a sweet and I heard it’s a lot like marshmallows. I could also make some tea considering Russians love their tea.”
*“Of Course I can” said the boy. That was the problem. He, like all men, can have his secrets, but me? I keep everything a secret. Especially since what happened to me. Considering the fact I wasn’t concious for most of the time since then the wound is still very fresh to me and I could never trust another person again. I don’t know if I would even trust my mother again if she came back to life and asked me some personal things that I would’ve shared with her in the olden days. However it would be good to say something to him, but I know it would haunt me alive to know that some information about me was out there, espeically if it was put out there by myself. This dillema is killing me, I wish to speak but don’t wish to be heard. And then I remembered. I could say something personal about myself withouth him knowing what it is and thus I could become less quilty and tired of keeping everything a secret for my own protection. “Ni utebbibassu! Sunu Izzakkara Abum Alal! Sunu Izzakkara Ni Kima Abum! Ni Ul Kima Abum, Ni Kima Ummum! Namlugallu Sarru! Ni Gur, Ma Ul Lemnu, Ma Damiq! Namlugallu Ul Arammu Men!” I smugly said “That is why I don’t trust in men.” Knowing full well he caught none of that.
*~ •’ Liu Rushi <3 ‘• ~*
Rushi could practically feel Theodore thinking about how privileged she must be to know so much. It was the opposite. She could, of course, have it worse, but it’s not like her parents were exactly famous or anything. Mulan’s sister. Who is hardly ever mentioned because she was so normal and well-behaved. Hey, what can you do? You can’t control fate, no matter how much you wanted to. Liu preferred being less… popular — parent wise because it helped her blend in.
She smiled lightly as the girl complimented her and graciously bowed her head as a thank you.
“Sometimes-Tal goes by their first name, and so do some others… There are all kinds of things teachers want to be called by. Some of them go by Ms, Mr, or Mx,”
Liu Rushi nodded and signed back. “I understand now. It seems very nice and laid-back,” Which was something she wasn’t used to. Nothing about her life was laid-back. Liu was bouncing her leg under the table in pure agony as she sat through the lecture with her new friend. She took studies seriously but already knew enough about the subject. When she got bored, she got hyper. And when she gets hyper, she is one second away from jumping around the walls like some circus animal. But she couldn’t! Not now. Act like a lady. Control the Adhd; were the things she’s been told her whole life, but these periods were rather long, making Rushi want to go explore the school. It was her first day, of course she was overly excited.
“I want to join some this year though. The environmental awareness club and the trivia club appeal to me.”
She raised a brow at this, whipping up some plan in her head while a big mischievous grin was displayed on her face. “Why don’t we join those together!!” She signed eagerly, carefully regaining her composure shortly after. She was going to explode. Liu was ready to have some fun. “I mean, if you’d like… I’d rather have a friend with me than do a club or so alone, right? Seems fun.” She signed this normally, content with this.
@ethereal PLSS thanks ((‘: ur posts are beautiful! And yes club docs periodt
By the time Sonny had come over, the apples stopped falling. Autumn, still in her sweater, poked her head out of the neck hole just enough to see, “Y-You’re not gonna laugh at me?” She asked, her tone soft with confusion and wonder. Sonny had asked if she was ok, this was the first time someone else other than her cousins/‘siblings’ had ever showed genuine concern for her well-being. Everyone else always laughed or just wrote her off as being the weird shy loner girl. Sonny then kicked away an apple and seemed to chastise it for hurting Autumn before kneeling down and getting uncomfortably close. Sonny further closed the distance between their faces when she leaned in looking concerned and appeared to be examining her for bruises. Autumn’s cheeks flushed red once more, she felt a little warm. It wasn’t the kind of warm you get from snuggling in a sweater or taking a warm shower, it was a different kind of warm that Autumn hadn’t really experienced before. She gently pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose and looked around at the pile of green apples. “Um, I…” Wow she’s really close. Autumn looked into the girl’s hazelnut eyes, they were very pretty and complimented her hair, which seemed to have rainbow like colors dancing to an unspoken song, waving against the background that was her hair as the sun shone through it just right. It reminded Autumn of the Aurora Borealis she had read about and how the different colors were described as dancing gently in the air. Autumn shook out of her mini daydream and looked around once more. “Um, I-I suppose I could make you an apple pie. I mean as long as you’re not allergic or anything. I would never forgive myself if I made something you were allergic to.” Autumn slowly managed to get out, taking her time so she didn’t stammer through whole sentences as she had a tendency to do sometimes. Autumn slowly stood up brushed another loose strand of hair that fallen in front of her face out of the way, and picked up her favorite woven harvest basket that she had made by hand herself and always carried with her. She picked up her book and gently placed it in the bottom, making sure it was flat against it so that it didn’t take up more space. Autumn then began to pick up the apples and place them in her basket smiling softly to herself. It took her back to when she was a little girl and the first thing her father taught her about harvesting was picking apples. Autumn loved her job, heck, she wouldn’t even call it work as she just enjoyed it too much, so much so that she had temporarily forgotten the complete fool she had made of herself and that there was someone else there altogether. When she gotten to the apple Sonny had kicked, she whispered to it softly, “Don’t feel bad, it wasn’t your fault. You’re a wonderful apple whose done a great job.” When Autumn had placed the last apple in her basket, she turned back around and nearly jumped as she remembered that Sonny was there. “Oh, sorry, I just get lost in what I’m doing sometimes. If you wanted to, I could make that pie for you. I mean only if you wanted me to.” She added that last bit at the end, rather hastily.
Orp ~ So Autumn carries around a harvest basket (instead of a purse) to carry her stuff in.
@ethereal ~ Sonny
“Ni utebbibassu! Sunu Izzakkara Abum Alal! Sunu Izzakkara Ni Kima Abum! Ni Ul Kima Abum, Ni Kima Ummum! Namlugallu Sarru! Ni Gur, Ma Ul Lemnu, Ma Damiq! Namlugallu Ul Arammu Men!” He said in a language that was quite foreign to young Colden, but Colden could tell it was an ancient dead language. From it’s vowels and language. Colden gave him a glare. And suddenly everything got colder, Colden realizing what was happening calmed down. He had no intentions on revealing his secrets, it would also make him look like a hypocrite telling his siblings not to do that but going around and exposing his. Colden looked around, pretending to be searching for where that Cold came from.
“That is why I don’t trust in men.” Colden rolled his eyelashes. “Well played, bull” He should have known it would have been futile of trying to get information from him.
“Kulebyaka sounds good. I love fish. I’m a little apprehensive about that cabbage dish, though. Couldn’t hurt to try it, I guess.” Hanako said with a smile. She grinned hearing the word marshmallows. “Oh, yum! Yeah, tea is fine.”
@LunaticLeviTheSecond - Lav
“Well played, bull” I smiled. I played their game for once, and won. “Well people played the same game with me, I just thought it was the time to take the reigns myself. That was a language I learnt about 2 millenia ago, but it was too late for people to not knowing it from gibberish.” I looked at him “It was my attempt to try to sound smart to show how I’m different form my half cannibal father who, by what I’ve heard, grunted as a form of communication. But I’ve never met him, chances are he was as smart as me and people spread the misinformations about him becuase of his size they undoubtedly also spread about me. Maybe that’s why people kept fearing me, I was exactly like my father but neither me nor my father were what people said we were. It’s easy to believe because all of their thoughts were preoccupied with my size rather than noticing my gentle nature. And I never believed my father would be able to eat humans considering the fact he’s half a cow, a herbivore animal. He wouldn’t have acquired the teeth for it, see …” I said ‘see’ as I showed my teeth which were made only for eating grass,like all bowine teeth, not made for meat.
I smiled “Yes I suppose it doesn’t sound appetizing at first, but Sarma is one of my favorites, especially in winter when this meal is usually made. This meal is only ever eaten hot, if somebody is to eat it cold it would be … very strange and probably unseen by most people. It’s great comfort food considering the fact it’s meat rolled inside a thin sour cabbage leaf surrounded by the hot soup you can eat before, after or during eating the meat. Some people preffer to get rid of the cabbage, but I don’t.” I looked at her after she said she would drink the tea if I prepared it “Good, but don’t feel like you have to offer me a drink back, I just like tea and considering the fact Sarma reminds me of winter and cold days, tea also popped in my mind and now I wish to have it.” I kept looking at her “But of course, if you don’t want tea, you don’t have to have it.”
After me and Noe were accepted by the principal, I told him my case but it was only me in the room. Noe has long since gone back to class by the orders of the principal and I had to nervously answer all questions. I didn’t do anything wrong by deciding to tell the principal what’s wrong with me and what could be done to avoid death among students, but I felt very guilty as if every person that apparently died from the nightmarcher attacks was my fault when I could not prove it to myself let alone others.
Afterwards I felt very relieved and I was actually happy that I don’t get reprimanded for deciding to do this at the last time possible, during class. Actually I had a handwritten note from the principal excusing me from class. I walked into what was written on the schedule as my third class even though the class was pretty much over I still wanted to join in and gaze upon students withouth having to fear of acidentally harming them during the night.
I sighed and sat next to a guy with blue or grey hair. By his body language and the way he was sitting I could tell he was somewhat distant, but to survive here I need a friend to rely on, like I had back home, but I didn’t realise how much I might’ve hurt them by invoulontarily putting them in deadly danger. However things will change here. At least here everybody will be safe from me. And thus I decided to adopt this man. I wanted to say hello, but by this point he noticed me staring so I just said “Hi” when he looked to see who’se heavy eyes he felt staring at him.
@ethereal - Luan Phong
@Ouijaloveletters - Noe - mentioned
Hanako listened to Lav explain Sarma, nodding along. “You know what? I’ll try it. If it’s your favorite, it really can’t be bad. I trust your judgment.” She shook her head when he said she didn’t have to have tea. “Oh, I love tea. I’m interested to see how it’s brewed where you’re from. It’s a huge staple in Japanese culture, so I’m no stranger to it.”
@LunaticLeviTheSecond - Lav
I smiled “Well … it’s a non-romantic date then. But I said Sarma is one of my favorites because there’s so much food I honestly can’t pick a favorite.” I twiddled my thumbs a bit embarrased at the attempt I was about to make in order to find out something about her. “Do you maybe have a favorite food? Becauase if you don’t then you know what I mean, right?” I added the last sentence to not make it as obvious of an attempt as it was withouth it. After she answered I remembered to ask “Oh about today, where should it take place? Your dorm, my dorm, sneaking into the cafeteria or something?”
Lav asked Hanako what her favorite food, and she had to think. “I really like sashimi, which is raw fish and rice. Yes, raw fish. It’s safe. I’ve had it loads of times, and nothing happened.” She said. “It’s naked sushi.” She said with a chuckle. “Hmmm…we can go to mine if that’s ok.”
@LunaticLeviTheSecond - Lav
“Raw fish you say?” I quickyl think of a character from my collection of large books “Like the creature Gollum. He refuses to eat anything cooked but catching live fish and eating them raw.” I then realised I just compared her to a gross pathetic creature and demeted creature. “Not that you’re anything like him” I pulled my shirt up over my mouth to hide my embarrasement. “I’m sorry” I said with the collar still above my mouth, resting on the bridge of my nose like a mask but as soon as I said that I pulled it down to say “I didn’t mean to make that comparrison. You really are nothing like Gollum.”
As Alcibiades started talking more Colden smirk, Alcibiades couldn’t notice that he was revealing parts of himself little by little. ‘Playing’ with Alcibiades was let’s say amusing, Alcibiades could play different games and tricks but Colden somehow knew how to make him reveal little little bits of himself. As Alcibiades talked about how he was discriminated against because of false impressions because of his size and what type of creature he was. Alcibiades proceeded to show Colden his teeth and Colden internally puked. The teeth was yellow and rotten, with green dirt inside it, “Say bull when was the last time you brush?” Colden questioned.
“Last time I brushed my teeth?” I tried to remember the day when I did it, but then I remembered how much time actually passed. “I haven’t brushed my teeth for 2500 years at least. But before you say anything I was unconcious during that time because I was frozen in an iceberg and only recently the iceberg melted and brought my conciousness back to my well preserved body.” I smiled “You still brush your teeth? I thought 2500 years woud definetley change that. How do you clean your teeth human?”
“I haven’t brushed my teeth for 2500 years at least" Colden eye’s widened, so he has kept every part of him imperfect? From his outer appearance to his inner one? Maybe people did not run away from him because of what he believed but because of his bad breath and odor . Because he wanted to be as imperfectly flawed as earth, disgusting really. "But before you say anything I was unconcious during that time because I was frozen in an iceberg and only recently the iceberg melted and brought my conciousness back to my well preserved body.” Alciabides said, “In an iceberg? Like-” Colden wanted to say like the show his ‘siblings’ watched, what was the name again avatar the last airbender or something? Anyway Colden decided otherwise, “And how did you get yourself stuck in that situation?”
“You still brush your teeth? I thought 2500 years woud definetley change that. How do you clean your teeth human?” Colden grimaced at the human part, “With a brush bull.” Colden looked through his back up before finding a big brush, a big brush that was suitable for Alcibiades. Colden got his toothpaste, applied a little on the big brush and looked at the ‘bull’ “Stay still again” he said.
