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Username: 155NinjaCat
name;; Reece
gender;; male
name;; Reece
gender;; male
"Reece walked along the empty sea-shore, bag in hand. Every so often,
he’d bend down and pick up some rubbish from the
sandy ground. He didn’t want his beach getting dirty
because some people didn’t know how to clean up.
Technically, it wasn’t his beach. This was a human
beach you see, but Reece spent so much time there
when the people weren’t around, he considered it a
second home. He lived on his own in a small cave just
up the hill from the beach. He hadn’t always been on
his own.. He used to live beside an old friend of his, Jiskra.
However, after a year and a few months, a larger
Viscet chased him out, and he was on the run. A young
human had found him, bleeding, on the side of the road.
He was so exhausted that he let her take him back to her
house. She took care of him for two weeks until one day
she collapsed on the ground and some people in uniforms
whisked her away. He was shooed away when he tried to
follow his new-found friend, and had to be chased off when
he tried a second time. He could still remember the feeling
of being on his own once more. He travelled alone for a
month before he found his small little by the beach cave.
He wasn’t sure about it at first, as it was quite cold and
secluded, but after adding some shells and flowers, he
started to call it home. He started going to the human beach
to enjoy himself, but after seeing the mess the humans made
of it after each day, he decided he’d clean up instead. So every
night, Reece would go down to the beach and collect the ice-cream
wrappers and packed-lunch messes and make it so the beach was
clean again the next day. He occasionally helped a beached animal
or a baby turtle to find its way to the sea, but he usually just observes
the animals in their natural habitat. He would never let one die of course.
The other humans never seem to notice that it was him, but there was a
rumour going around the beach that there was a person going around the
beach at night. He was slightly offended that they didn’t even consider
that it was a Viscet, but they all started to appreciate it, so he was happy
enough with the rumours. He’s seems to be happy enough where he is, and
doesn’t plan on moving on for another few years. He only has one major
relationship, although he’s always wished there were more Viscets nearby that he
could talk to."
he’d bend down and pick up some rubbish from the
sandy ground. He didn’t want his beach getting dirty
because some people didn’t know how to clean up.
Technically, it wasn’t his beach. This was a human
beach you see, but Reece spent so much time there
when the people weren’t around, he considered it a
second home. He lived on his own in a small cave just
up the hill from the beach. He hadn’t always been on
his own.. He used to live beside an old friend of his, Jiskra.
However, after a year and a few months, a larger
Viscet chased him out, and he was on the run. A young
human had found him, bleeding, on the side of the road.
He was so exhausted that he let her take him back to her
house. She took care of him for two weeks until one day
she collapsed on the ground and some people in uniforms
whisked her away. He was shooed away when he tried to
follow his new-found friend, and had to be chased off when
he tried a second time. He could still remember the feeling
of being on his own once more. He travelled alone for a
month before he found his small little by the beach cave.
He wasn’t sure about it at first, as it was quite cold and
secluded, but after adding some shells and flowers, he
started to call it home. He started going to the human beach
to enjoy himself, but after seeing the mess the humans made
of it after each day, he decided he’d clean up instead. So every
night, Reece would go down to the beach and collect the ice-cream
wrappers and packed-lunch messes and make it so the beach was
clean again the next day. He occasionally helped a beached animal
or a baby turtle to find its way to the sea, but he usually just observes
the animals in their natural habitat. He would never let one die of course.
The other humans never seem to notice that it was him, but there was a
rumour going around the beach that there was a person going around the
beach at night. He was slightly offended that they didn’t even consider
that it was a Viscet, but they all started to appreciate it, so he was happy
enough with the rumours. He’s seems to be happy enough where he is, and
doesn’t plan on moving on for another few years. He only has one major
relationship, although he’s always wished there were more Viscets nearby that he
could talk to."
