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| Artist | Marmoset [gallery] |
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nuttmeg12 wrote:Adorable! Great job!
Username: nuttmeg12
Charmor name: Dukiare (Duke for short)
Gender: Male
Power catergory: Wind (we choose, right?)
Short story: Duke looked at the sugary masterpeice with wide eyes. What a beautiful doughnut, he thought as he took a whiff of the pastry's rich scent. It was a wonder why anybody would leave it sitting alone on a bench, what with it's creamy white frosting and sprinkles in shades of orange. He opened his mouth wide, ready to take a bite of the delectable dessert. Right before he chomped down, SWOOSH! A thrush swooped down and whisked the doghnut away. "Hey!" Duke yelped in alarm, "give me back my doghnut!" He bolted after the bird like a greyhound after a rabbit. The chase took them into the woods where shrubs and branches of all sorts whacked him in the face every few strides. Finally, Duke saw the thrush roost in a nearby tree, and he scurried up after it. When he reached the pigeon, though, he didn't nab the doghnut. Instead, he stared straight at two other fuzzy little birds chowing down on his pastry. He sighed and gave a crooked smile, "It's alright, you can have it."
nuttmeg12 wrote:Adorable! Great job!
Username: nuttmeg12
Charmor name: Dukiare (Duke for short)
Gender: Male
Power catergory: Wind (we choose, right?)
Short story: Duke looked at the sugary masterpeice with wide eyes. What a beautiful doughnut, he thought as he took a whiff of the pastry's rich scent. It was a wonder why anybody would leave it sitting alone on a bench, what with it's creamy white frosting and sprinkles in shades of orange. He opened his mouth wide, ready to take a bite of the delectable dessert. Right before he chomped down, SWOOSH! A thrush swooped down and whisked the doghnut away. "Hey!" Duke yelped in alarm, "give me back my doghnut!" He bolted after the bird like a greyhound after a rabbit. The chase took them into the woods where shrubs and branches of all sorts whacked him in the face every few strides. Finally, Duke saw the thrush roost in a nearby tree, and he scurried up after it. When he reached the pigeon, though, he didn't nab the doghnut. Instead, he stared straight at two other fuzzy little birds chowing down on his pastry. He sighed and gave a crooked smile, "It's alright, you can have it."
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