doodly wrote:♚
You hear the thump thump thump of someone approaching you. Frightened, you look around. Nothing is here on this dark, lonely path through the woods, right? You hear a twig snap and you spin like a record to behind you. Nothing there. You turn to face forward again, and you let out a shriek. There before you, stands a strange creature, of a species you had never seen before. A fox, with the wings of a moth. Curious, you reach out to touch it, only for your gesture to be returned by a growl. Then, to your bewilderment, the creature opened its mouth, and spoke.
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name;; " My name is
King Sir Spoopy Skeleton II."
age;; "I am a young adult, old teen, however you wanna put it."
gender;; "I am male, if you could not tell.
looks;; "As you can plainly see, I am black. My fur is shaggy. Every full moon, my bones glow and light up, bright enough to see right through my skin. It is most peculiar thing, I guess."
species;; "You must really not know anything. I am a foxerfly, obviously."
nicknames;;"They call me Spoopy. By they, I mean my friends. So, I guess you should."
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"Y-y-you can talk?" This night, All Hallows Eve, was so far confusing. First, you get steered off course in this new place, and end up in the woods. It didn't phase you... that much. But then you meet this strange new creature, A foxerfly. You decide you want to learn more about this foxerfly. "If you're a king, where's your crown?" The foxerfly seemed to roll its eyes at you.
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social status;; " I am a
king sir normal, every day foxer. But hold your horses, there is more to the story."
likes;; " I like things like Halloween, blue, green, kings, jewels, pranks, and even more.
dislikes;; "I cant stand extreme heat. I hate bossy people, bullies, and cheese. I don't even know why."
friends;; " I am wicked close to all the other Halloween foxers."
enemies;;" None. I guess you could say I'm friendly."
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"But why do you go by King Sir-"You said, just as Spoopy cut you off. "I'm getting there." he said in exasperation. You began to see how sassy he was. Yet, at the same time, you were nurturing a liking to this strange beast.
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personality;;improper "Even though I am named King Sir, I am not too proper, I must admit. I always run, and then fall on my face. My recent days have consisted in falling on my face and rolling in mud. But who cares, its fun!"
childlike"I spend most of my days lingering along this lonely path. But the few times I have seen a person like you, I love to prank them! However, something told me not to prank you... I am also overall pretty silly, once i get to know a person. "
sassy"If you can't tell by my words to you, I am sassy. I think it is pretty easy to see."
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In return for this information, you decide to tell the Foxerfly a bit about yourself. Your hobbies, name, favorites, all that stuff. After a nice long chat, Spoopy let out a sigh. You fixed your eyes on his, ready to listen to anything he needed to get out. He was a friend, and you wanted him to know you were there for him.
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history;;"On this day two years ago, I opened my eyes to the sky. It was my first sight. Amazing. The glowing stars, the shining moon, I could see it all. I reach out to touch it, yet it was out of my reach. I wobbled over through the trees to this path, and there was a young man. He was dressed in a crown and jeweled robes. At that time, I couldn't have known anything of Halloween. So naturally, I thought the man was a king. I came to approach him and he sat down to pet me. We talked, and he told me that he had just moved and had gone astray, lost in the wood. He pulled a strange looking sign out of his bag and handed it to me. '
I know i can't take you home with me. So here, take this to remember me by. And he put the sign, bearing the words spoopy, and left, 'Bye, Sir Spoopy.' And taht is why I am King Sir Spoopy Skeleton II. "
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You felt sympathy for the foxer, on the verge of tears. You loved him, and you had the space an time to take care of him. You stroke his back and stand up.
