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[Gerbil]

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I think it sounds great, a few gramatical errors but thats it.

Ya, multitasking and writing aren't friends.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

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I think it sounds great, a few gramatical errors but thats it.

Ya, multitasking and writing aren't friends.

lol

 

[BirdNut]

Gerbil, it'd be really cool if you compiled all of that!

Okay... thinking of names... what do you think of BlackKnight, NightSky, or just reuse SwordSpur's name?

 

[Gerbil]

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Ya, multitasking and writing aren't friends.

lol

You can point out any of'em.

It will help me........... I will be going over them this weekend I guess.... I guess I might make a short story thread, sound cool?? For any short story, just so everyone can see it....

 

[Gerbil]

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Blackknight is a little used , Nightsky makes me sleepy

, I like Swordspur!! It's different.

 

[BirdNut]

SwordSpur it is then.

I'll get started.

 

[BirdNut]

On a cold, dark night, a little black hen sat in her nest with a big, bright golden and scarlet rooster. They were waiting for their egg to arrive. The human always took her eggs when she laid them; this time, she was going to hide it. They drifted off to sleep, and woke up in the early morning to hide the egg. The human was already awake, sitting by the window watching the yard. Unaware that she was being watched, she rolled the egg out of the nest and over to a bush with the help of her husband. "It'll great; it won't have to grow up living the life I did." The rooster reassured the hen. She nodded. "I hope not..." The human's eyes grew wide as he watched the two birds up so early in the morning, rolling the egg around. The door swung open and slammed the wall, the human came rushing over to see what they were doing. They panicked and rolled the egg into the bush, turning to look a tthe human. He lifted a brow in confusion, but then understood why they were doing this. "You birds are clever, I'll give you that. But this egg is also mine." He said, shaking his head and grinning. The birds were intimidated by this man, and could do nothing about the egg being taken. "We tried..." Said the hen to the rooster, as the man walked away with their egg. The rooster sighed. "I give up. I can't handle this anymore." The hen nodded in agreement. (To be continued.)

 

[BirdNut]

He placed a wing over her shoulder to comfort her. "There is hope, perhaps, the human has changed his ways?" The hen lowered her head. "I doubt it." She nestled into his feathers, her heart aching as the man shut the door to the house behind him.

The man placed the egg in a little box. A warm, comfortable box that seemed to simulate the warmth of the hen. The egg remained still for a long time, for several weeks. When the man came down the stairs to check on the egg one morning, there was a long crack on the side of the egg. He sat with his mug of coffee in hand, watching as the chick pushed it's way out. Out came a sharp, black beak that tore the egg in half. A little chick lay there, soaking up the warmth of the brooder. The man smiled. "You, little bird, will become my next champion." He said, watching the chick as it slowly opened it's eyes. He left the house to run errands, leaving the chickens alone. The hen and the rooster hopped onto the porch chair and onto the window sill. They looked through the dark window, trying to find where the man put their egg. They spotted a bright light in thecenter of the room, and in it, was their chick. They were relieved that it was safe, but saddened that they could do nothing to rescue it. They sat on the window sill, just helplessly watching the chick move around. (TBC again.)

 

[BirdNut]

Many weeks passed by, the two birds always did the same thing. Whenever the man left, they'd watch the growing chick as it explored the little box. The man came back one day, and released the chick to a coop that was next to his mother's coop. It was full of other, odd-looking breeding experiments. Some were tall, some were short and stocky in build. The chick sat and watched the other chicks. The hen and the rooster hopped on top of the coop, bending over to peer their heads in. They were still relieved to see their chick healthy and safe, and sat on top of the coop to be at least close to him. The man came to the coop several weeks later, and took the chick out. They put him in a pen with another cockerel of similar size and build. The man grabbed the other chick, and made it kick the little cockerel. Confused, he stared at the chick. The man made the chick do it once more. Not noticing that the man was controlling the other chick, instinctually, the little cockerel saw that the chick was starting a battle. He charged at the cockerel and pecked him back, almost feeling a sense of guilt afterward. (TBC, I'll brb)

 

[Gerbil]

Birdy!!

Is this one going to be sad??