Don't count the days, make the days count.
name;;
why, hello there! I was expecting visitors. Come in, come in. Would you like a cup of homemade lemonade? I made it today! Well, that is fine. Oh, you would like to know the name of this lovely bean seated to your left? Well, her darling name is Selene. Her past owner named her that as well, but I still love how crisp and beautiful it is.
" Whats up? I'm Selene, you can call me Sel, but that's it, alright? I don't understand why everybody cares so much. I'm just a normal bean, minding my own normal business." Oh, stop being so rude, Sel! She is just being polite.
" I'm going to my room. Peace out."
personality;;
Oh, I am so very sorry Sel is grumpy today. She just does not like meeting new people, she really is a sweet thing. You'd like to know more about her? Alright! Well, when Sel first meets you, she is very uncomfortable. She squirms around, barely listens to you, and snaps at you every chance she gets to do so. But soon, after she has well adapted to your bad habits, your good habits, and everything else, she settles in a little more. She can stay in the same place without squirming, and she stops trying to act cool. Like, normally, when she is with me, Sel never says 'peace out' or 'why does everybody care so much'. She, truthfully, when you first meet her, she acts like a child. After she adapts to you, she starts to warm up to you. She tells you jokes, she is quite the jokester, and she becomes her true self. She, in reality, without even knowing it, Selene is very, derpy, clumsy and awkward. She will stick her tongue out without noticing, or trip on a rock, even knowing it was there. She can say the wrong things sometimes, since she is not the most talented story-teller. That is Selene. Are you satisfied? Have a cookie.
accessory having to do with sphere thingy;;
To be honest, I am at a total blockage to think of something here. But, somehow, I managed to finally muster something from the dark depths of my stupid mind. It is a parakeet charm, the parakeet charm is colorful, with a dazzling pallete of colors. Bright oranges and soft greens, soothing blues and eye-stinging reds. One wing is sticking out. It is all glass, and this charm is the size of your thumb. Where does the sphere thing come in? One tin little shard of it lays atop the parakeets head. Glued messily, it looks unprofessional and draws all the attention away from the colors and parakeet itself. But, of course there has to be more. Where the bird's claws are, he is clutching a bamboo stick, made of the blue sphere. Perfectly crafted, it almost looks real except for the fact that it is a deep blue color. attached to the charm, is a rope, making it a tail charm.
story of parakeet;;
Come, why doesn't Selene tell us?
" I was lost. The forest I ventured through, I thought there was a clear path, but, like most always, I was mistaken. It was very windy, and gray. Wind pushed me back, but I held my ground. My fur whipped back, and my tail was literally being pulled of my body. I turned and ran deeper into the moss-filled forest. Branches played at my skin, and caused scratches. I sat down under the biggest tree I could find. I curled up in a ball. The leaves stuck in my tail fluff brushed my snout and eyelids. I shut my eyes forcefully. Sleep, I told myself. tomorrow it will blow over. I'll find my way home. Just fall asleep. Soon, after 10 minutes of forcing myself, I fell into slumber. I dreamed about warm cookies and milk. I woke up with a start. I guess the whole cookies and milk stuff left pretty fast. I was sweating. But then I noticed the wonderous miracles surrounding me. Butterflies, bunnies, foxes and birds, all hopped along there daily morning business, as if nothing had happened yesterday. Well for them nothing happened. I looked up, hearing parakeets. Orange, blue, red and green. As I watched them squawk by, some sort of random inner peace fell over me. Like, I belonged right where I was. But I snapped back to normal when something with talons and feathers dropped on my head. I knew it was a parakeet. I stayed calm, not wanting to scare the fellow away. I put my tail up, and stroked him with soft fluff. He soon took flight. He left, without looking back. I sat there. There was still some weight on my head, so I grabbed at my head, hoping it wasn't waste. I picked up the parakeet charm. Beautiful, so breathtaking. I held it in my paw for so long. I got up. I looked around the forest to find something I could tie this on to wear. A rope. I thin, breaking rope lay helplessly in front of me. I tied it through the tiny hole at the top of the messy shard. I wore it on my tail.
art;;
wipppppppyyyyyy
(limit is 15)
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