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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 5:22 pm
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Emiola was not the sharpest tool in the shed, but she didn't know this and didn't need to know this to have a good time. Last time she had been to the beach was some time ago at one of the many seasonal Bloodfests, and it had been fun, and she was searching that same sort of thrill again.
Actually, honestly, she just liked the sound of the waves and the sight of the sea. Maccue was not thrilled with this expedition, but when was he ever? Emi was starting to get that certain level of autonomy that came with age, and by god she was going to do whatever she wanted. Her stupidity hadn't let her into any unfortunate situations... yet, anyway. Maccue was sure that luck would run out; it was impossible to protect her forever.
"Gosh pops." Emi was sitting on the shore, getting all sorts of sand in her stockings and her jacket, "It's real... big."
Can you even see it? He wondered as he nudged part of her messy bangs out of her face. Beneath it, surprisingly, were two perfectly functional eyes.
"Gosh pops." she sounded like a broken record, "It's real... bright."
Maccue sighed with a beakful of hair.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2017 7:55 pm
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Mesnei hated the beach.
There was a fairly large difference between an ocean and the beach. The ocean: Lots of water, an everlasting silence, the ability to swim anywhere in the water, and not needing to worry about her body's weight. The beach: Lots of sand, an effort to move, everything was too loud, she couldn't swim, the sudden amount of weight her tiny body had falling right on her unaccustomed legs.
Mesnei was not okay.
Phelie had sent her to the shore to practice her walking. They were looming nearby, comfortably tucked in the ocean's waves while Mesnei was forced to do this stupid leg moving thing that she couldn't stand. Walking was only a little cool, and that was when she was using her legs for swimming, or, or, skateboarding. But Phelie apparently thought it was necessary, and Mesnei wasn't about to complain against her law.
So she walked.
It was more stumbling than walking, really. She didn't have a good balance, and her feet were flopping on the sands clumsily. But there was another troll nearby, and Mesnei wanted to impress them with her awesome swagger. She was a seadweller, after all, her walking was superior to any and all landdwellers!
...It didn't take long for her to fall forward and land face first in the sand with a loud groan. And now, she'd made a fool of herself infront of another troll. Great.
Melancholies impressive, mesnei......... |
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2017 2:11 pm
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It really was a little unfortunate, because Emi was usually completely unaware to her surroundings. However, with her hair pinned back by Maccue's beak, she saw Mesnei's display in high definition. Her eyes blinked curiously, and then she sputtered out a laugh.
"Brooooo!" she cupped her hands around her mouth. It was about this time that Maccue realized she was effectively humiliating a seadweller, and his beak started to chatter at hyper speed levels of anxiety. "Are you okay? You totally just ate it."
She jumped up to her feet and dusted off her dress. Maccue went to secure the back of her shirt with his beak, but his charge zipped away at the last second. Unfortunately, Maccue wasn't a bird built for the waterfront, and his feet handled awkwardly in the sand. He careened over ungracefully, a bit saddened when Emi didn't give him that attention.
He was pretty sure she was going to die here.
"Did you die?" she asked as she stooped over the other troll, her hands on her knees. "That'd be a bummer, dude."
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 5:03 pm
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Mesnei thought if she could keep still for long enough, the other troll wouldn't notice. Maybe if she rolled into the ocean, the troll would pretend it never happened, and save both of them the embarrassment. Hers and the others, because Mesnei would definitely throw a fit if they noticed her.
...And they did. Mesnei stayed quiet, unmoving. Landdwellers were dumb, right? Maybe she couldn't see her that well. Right? She sent a silent prayer to Gl'bgolyb-- Her coolness wouldn't change. Nope. The troll had seen everything clearly, and was even stooping over her and-- Wait. They'd called her dude. That-- That meant they thought she was cool, right?? Hawkin had said that, he'd said that was landdweller lingo for cool troll, and so that meant falling was... Cool. She hadn't been misinterpreting it, nope. Hawkin would never lie! "I would never die! I am too important. And amazing. And awesome. Yes." Mesnei struggled to her feet, dusting herself off from the dumb sand and standing up straight and clearing her throat. "Dudette." She knew she was using it in the right way, but her voice was pointed and sounded more mocking than she'd intended.
Mesnei was just too excited to meet someone she could try out her awesome new landweller slang on. "I am completely chill. Hehe. Yes, yes." She rubbed her nose a little, stifling a sandy sneeze before tossing her hair behind her. "I am simply a pro at walking. Yes. I am amazing." She praised herself, as if saying these things would make it true. Mesnei nodded to herself, smiling in appraisal of her own abilities. "Yes. I fell... On purpose." She giggled nervously, nodding. It'd all been part of her plan!!
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2017 8:49 pm
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Emi just sort of stared with a big, goofy expression. She was understanding what Mesnei was saying, but there was a specific... timbre to her voice that was... a little... disconnected. Emi wasn't sure how to place it really. But she was a Dudette and that was pretty radical.
"Awwww s**t!" She was cackling, "On purpose? That takes some like, serious dedication to the cause my man. Like, it's when you have people who can draw 'n stuff, and they're like 'you gotta know the rules to break 'em'! So like... you get walking, but then you gotta like, get falling, and then you like... you like..."
Emi paused.
"You do sick stunts. And that was pretty sick. You get what I'm saying?" Because Maccue certainly didn't.
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