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You mean your not 5?

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I haven't seen any of your work before, a few long-ish posts, but have you written any stories?
 
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You mean your not 5?

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I haven't seen any of your work before, a few long-ish posts, but have you written any stories?

Uh no, I'm two.

More or less, though I have written some normal posts that I have been pretty proud with before, along with one or two long-ish posts. But to be honest my writing is mostly rubbish. And note that I normally don't say 'rubbish'.
 
Quote:
You mean your not 5?

tongue.png

I haven't seen any of your work before, a few long-ish posts, but have you written any stories?

Uh no, I'm two.

More or less, though I have written some normal posts that I have been pretty proud with before, along with one or two long-ish posts. But to be honest my writing is mostly rubbish. And note that I normally don't say 'rubbish'.

I would if I talked about rubbish more often.
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Quote:
You mean your not 5?

tongue.png

I haven't seen any of your work before, a few long-ish posts, but have you written any stories?

Uh no, I'm two.

More or less, though I have written some normal posts that I have been pretty proud with before, along with one or two long-ish posts. But to be honest my writing is mostly rubbish. And note that I normally don't say 'rubbish'.

That is stunning... A two year old with enough patience to sit still for more than 3 mins. *Dies of shock*


Rubbish? How so?
 
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Uh no, I'm two.

More or less, though I have written some normal posts that I have been pretty proud with before, along with one or two long-ish posts. But to be honest my writing is mostly rubbish. And note that I normally don't say 'rubbish'.

That is stunning... A two year old with enough patience to sit still for more than 3 mins. *Dies of shock*


Rubbish? How so?

Yes, I'm very intelligent. *Grabs eye glasses and smokes a pipe*

I don't know. Something just doesn't seem right about my writing...
 
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That is stunning... A two year old with enough patience to sit still for more than 3 mins. *Dies of shock*


Rubbish? How so?

Yes, I'm very intelligent. *Grabs eye glasses and smokes a pipe*

I don't know. Something just doesn't seem right about my writing...

Indeed you are, if I do say so myself. ಠ_ರೃ
 
(Pg 875 on the chat thread is his story if anyone one missed it, I don't think it would be much appreciated if I took up another whole page on here
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It had been two days since his last meal, if one could call the remains of someone's mushroom omelet and a pizza crust a meal.
His stomach was threatening to start eating him from the inside out and his red raw feet were about to crumple. He thought about turning around, going back to his home and finding a nice fresh pile of pasta or left over lobster bits and started to drool. Lobster, crab, chicken and potato chips....

He had lost the mangy coyote sometime yesterday afternoon, it had given up and gone off to find something less active no doubt. Now had pup stuck around, Ginger was not so sure he could have out ran the mongrel again, and even if he was able too, he wasn't so sure he would want to see his poor feet after that. The trip had not been kind to them, they felt like he had skidded his feet against a giant cheese grater and jumped in a bed nails to finish off.

"What do you cats eat around here!?! Pineneedles? Mushrooms?!" He shouted, turning to look up at a strange pompom tailed rodent which sat maybe a dozen and half feet above his head on a bare branch, "You! Furry Tail! Mind telling me where I can kind find some grub?"
It chattered to itself and his eyebrows danced, "You are ignoring me, aren't you?"
It continued chattering.
"You will pay for this Furry-tailed demon rat" He hissed, stalking painfully over to the really, hugely tall tree in which it perched, with one glance he decided against the whole thing and left the beast with one final warning, "Another day we shall meet again"

And with that he disappeared dramatically into the forest, having fallen into a fox hole, "Help"

He hadn't the slightest idea how close he was to one of his mothers fabled cats clans.
 
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