Guccicorn

DC: Next Generation

Dis looks pritty kewl

Nonsense (A Silly Place) [Jump in]

Madeline didn't notice the little bunny, nor it's little funny hat, at first. Even when the humming began, the little witch was convinced the cicadas were just busily warming up. It wasn't until the balloon appeared that she let out a startled peep, watching as the freshly birthed floaty floated off with the wind.

Blinking a few times, she peered down at the bunny as the horse moved past, bound for the little town's sleepy little general store, where a hitching post stood empty. Madeline offered a little wave to it as she muttered to Vicar "Strange welcome ..."

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... SUDDENLY AND YET INEVITABLY ... the forest parted, and past a small clearing of sun-yellowed grass and nameless ferns (except one named Archibald), the little hamlet of Greenfern could be seen. Poking out of the tall grass some twenty feet before the nearest building stood an old wooden sign, upon which was written "The Hamlet of Greenfern Village."

Nonsense (A Silly Place) [Jump in]

With questions of dark, other realities bubbling in the backs of their minds, the small adventuring party set out once more down the road. The thick, clinging vines of the darkened wood peeled back, and soon they were travelling through a forest like any other, rather than one that could easily be said to contain a monstrously large and particularly murderous turtle.

Madeline, who had taken to floating along rather than engaging in such a mundane mode of transit as walking, was the first to spot the little figure approaching. Of course, little being rather related to distance, it wasn't much longer before Madeline, to her own chagrin, realized she was still the shortest among them, with the new arrival standing feet taller than her once they were up close.

Stifling a little sigh, she offered a wave, noting only now the lingering aroma of citrus.

"Hello ... you smell of limes ... welcome!"

Corporate Space! (Sci-Fi)

Sooooo, what kinds of characters are people thinking of making?

Corporate Space! (Sci-Fi)

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Mystery of the Key - a Collaborative Writing Story

Arthur and Clark exchanged dread-filled glanced before turning their combined attention back down to Roland and his cruel little smile. There wasn't a second to waste, as each passing one brought Gordon closer and closer, but what to do, what to do? Putting distance between themselves and the menacing pair didn't seem like a good idea, given what had happened to poor Geoff ... poor, poor Geoff.

Oh, what will his poor mother think ...

ANYWAY, there wasn't time to waste. Arthur's fists clenched at his sides as he stared angrily down at Roland, still covered in blood. Roland, sensing a challenge, moved to take a step, turning a spiked shoulder up at him in care he threw a punch. Clark was busily staring at the approaching Gordon.

And then, quite suddenly, he turned and soccer-kicked the little bastard right in the Rumpelstiltskin.

Roland wasn't expecting it, busily focused on Arthur. Arthur didn't expect it, knowing Clark wasn't a fighter. Even Gordon slowed for a moment, looking a bit stunned. Stepping forward carefully, Clark prodded Roland back into a ball and lined up. Gordon, who took a few more moments to realize what was going on, dove for cover only seconds before Gordon came sailing through the air where his torso had been.

Roland, having missed his target, embedded into the second story wall of an inn with a >PING<, spiked securing him to the masonwork quite expertly.

Arthur, still kind of stunned, turned a quizzical stare toward Clark.

Clark offered a grin. "I realized ... I can kick things too" And, as if to prove his point more than being a cricket ever could, he did two effortless squats on the spot.

Arthur grinned and nodded in approval, but it was only moments before they both started to get the sense that this time would be better used fleeing, or fighting. Something anyway. Time IS generally best used for something, even if that something is a very purposeful nothing.

Nonsense (A Silly Place) [Jump in]

Momentarily disheartened by Vicar's seizing of the reigns, she soon understood what was happening as his hand stretched down to her. Of course, it was about this moment she found herself covered in a millin itty bitty spiddys. Closing her mouth so none would wander in, and wrinkling her nose as she felt a few little arms testing their welcome, she offered a little squeal of frustration as she batted the spiders off of her face and hands, the rest hanging stunned in place, forming what looked like a lustrous fur coat that draped from her form.

Sucking her teeth in frustration, Madeline opened the menu and closed the game. It didn't take long to uninstall, and once she did her antivirus found Scott in a few seconds and wiped him from digital existence with a click of "okies." Reinstalling took a bit longer what with updates, but it wasn't TOO long before the game was back up and running, and as the world returned to a state of existing, Madeline offered a little blink.

... Everything seemed normal, although there was a blinking red dot in the corner of her vision that mentioned something about a sale on in-game currency that she couldn't figure out how to dismiss.

FINALLY she reached out and took Vicar's hand, although he looked a little weirded out by being reinstalled, and swung her little self up onto the horse, pushing her pink hair back into order and straightening her large witch hat once she was settled.

"There we go!"

Nonsense (A Silly Place) [Jump in]

Thunder crashes from off in the distance, and it begins to rain lightly. Madeline looks to Scott again, then back to Vicar.

"I mean ... there is something kind of off about Scott ..."

Considering it a moment longer, she finally offered a shrug and a nod. Probably better to be safe than sorry, wouldn't want to glitch out the server or anything.

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Madeline stared up into Vicar's eyes, her optimistic smile slowly dripping away like so much Scott. She looked slowly back over at the not-quite-rabbit creature, then shook her head.

"Are you sure it was THIS dust bunny from beyond the abyss?"