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Pax is so much more free now, which is great
Marzzz
Marcel nodded, half listening, half in dream world despite himself. When Pax asked what the book was, he flattened it open on the bed next to his cheek, where Pax could see it. “My baby book.”
Pax blinked, brushing his snowy hair back for a better look.
It didn’t look at all like a photo album or book of memories. It was a dirty paperback, with plain block text inside, surrounded by doodles in the margins.
“It’s an ancient history textbook.” Marcel grinned sadly. “I just needed to ground my thoughts. Thanks for grabbing it.”
He turned to a dog-eared page and ripped it out. Then another. And the next.
“Everything is a mountain”
He turned to a dog-eared page and ripped it out. Then another. And the next.
Kinda want to do that to my old school books…
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Not to bring down the emotional tension I myself wrote, but #relatable. My classmates had a bonfire last year.
“Everything is a mountain”
I like cutting my old assignments up into strips and folding them into paper stars, though fire is always fun too
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@whalekeeper Love this cuz Pax doesn’t have a baby book so he would have just been like “OH OK!” XD Also I went back and reread Seb’s thing with pax. They didn’t have too much interaction, but last thing that happened was he helped save him from his Brothers sooo they’d probably be on OK terms. But He’d probably scare him a bit despite them being legit the same height XD @esther-c @rae
Paxton
Paxton stared at the history book in awe, looking at the strange, blocky text, unable to make out all of the words. He smiled and nodded as Marcel thanked him and then…
Ripped. Out. The. Pages.
Paxton’s squeaked, heart dropping into his stomach as he watched.
It wasn’t necessarily….Painful to watch…Although he did love books…It was one of the only things he’d found comforting at home-when he could sneak into the library without getting caught.
It was just…the fact that…he could…do that…
Just…Rip them…Without any care…
No consequences or…
Paxton squeaked again, feeling his anxiety rise, although he didn’t even know why. Marcel shifting the blanket made him jump out of his skin and he blushed, hiding his face behind his hands.
Why was he so…freaked out?
This was stupid…
“Hey, you okay?” Calvin asked, approaching the two. Paxton shied away a bit, nodding.
He knew Calving…But…Not quite as well…
Then again…Marcel was good friends with him…
“You sure?” Calvin’s brows furrowed.
“It’s me,” Marcel said, ripping another page. “It’s because of the book right?” His eyes met Paxton’s.
Paxton shrugged.
“I’m not going to get into trouble, if that makes you feel any better,” He chuckled.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebEllie
Ellie was ready to disappear. The streets were loud, the students were loud, her thoughts were loud. Even the fluorescent lights in the school halls assaulted her with their high pitched ring.
She walked quickly into her dorm and froze. There was a girl sitting on one of the beds, looking at her in the doorway. Ellie opened her mouth to say hello. Nothing came out. She closed it, and her tail began to flick around nervously.
She waved instead.
Ok, here she is. I apologize for the awkward. XD
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
The same height thing is funny. Here, I threw him in.
Marz (I’m just goin to call him this from now on, hehe)
“Why are you…” Cal watched quietly.
“Because.” Mars was confident. Determined. “I don’t need it anymore.”
Mouth twitching, Cal picked up the balls of paper and stuffed them into his satchel. “I think Babs would like to see these. She’ll be proud.”
Marcel acted like he hadn’t heard. He chucked the paper balls around the room, even plopping one on Pax’s head, prompting a giggle.
The dorm door swung open, and Sebastian ran in, tufts of hair bouncing. He stopped in front of his bunk, stared, then ran out again.
The two older boys looked at each other and shrugged.
A minute later, Seb reappeared, this time with a large bedsheet over his shoulders like a ghost. He spread it on the floor, and lifted a large cage off his bed and placed it there.
“What’s that?” Cal wrinkled his nose. Pax jumped onto Marcel’s bed when a couple large white feathers flew over his feet.
“Marple.” Seb placed his hands on his hips. “My therapy chicken.”
“She’s…big.”
” Yep. A voluminous specimen.”
The fluffy white bird tucked her head into her chest, like a pat of butter or dough. Her beady black eye studied the room disapprovingly.
“Everything is a mountain”
Elliiieee you’ll be okaaaayyy… She’s probably so small in the halls. Now wonder everything feels so loud.
“Everything is a mountain”
Sorry, I fell asleep at four and slept until midnight XD
Nar
“Um, I don’t have much of a set goal this year, besides the annual be the best at learning to heal. My lifelong goal right now is to find a forever cure for the Grath disease.” Nar glanced unknowingly at Jr, who’s face became serious and grave. “Jr has it, and…” She sighed, “I’m afraid it’s becoming stronger.”
Jr looked unconcerned, just a little lost. Suddenly, the look of a death glare flashed over his features, before disapating again.
“Grathmere,” he muttered, “I’ll see you dead one day. No mercy.”
"You need French Toast."
@whalekeeper XD SEB LOL @rae @esther-c
Paxton
Paxton squeaked and hopped up further onto the bed, nearly climbing into Marcel’s lap as the large bird stared about the room, wings stretching for a moment before it settled back down.
He stared at it, and Seb, from behind Marcel’s sleeve, which he’d taken and hidden his face behind, still not all that fond of surprises.
Just something he was going to have to get used to.
The small blonde lad seemed to exude chaotic energy, patting his large chicken with a look about the room, eyes finally landing on the unconscious boy nearby and then Marcel. He raised a brow quizzically but asked no questions yet.
Paxton remembered meeting him a few times, but other then that, he hadn’t had the chance to get very close to the boy before being shuffled away from school.
And frankly…
The boy kinda scared him a little…
Then again….Marcel did at first too…
But he was just a big softie! (XD! I’m trying to imagine what Marcel would think if he knew Paxton thought of him like a giant teddy bear basically XD. Seriously love how comfortable my baby is with him)
Seb…seemed more like a barrel of firecrackers…
And Calvin…Paxton had no idea.
Fynn…seemed fine. Maybe a bit of a prankster? He didn’t know at all.
Lukas was sweet. He trusted Lukas.
And any others…Pax didn’t know, and wasn’t sure if he wanted to.
Wasn’t two friends enough? Considering he’d had none earlier that year?
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebMy poor baby just trying to figure out the world SOB
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@whalekeeper @esther-c @godlyfantasy12
Trying to decide if in the sleep after becoming a snake, would he dream or would it just be a dreamless deep sleep?
"You need French Toast."
Can you remind me what Ellie looks like? I think I know, but I’m not sure.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
My mind is blanking out on me for what to RP, so y’all can keep going back and forth if you want while I try to come up with something XD
Ooh, interesting. I know dogs can dream sometimes, so I don’t know what it would be like for other animals, but it also sounds like Chase still thinks/acts like a human while he’s awake, so I’d think he’d dream while asleep. Unless you don’t want him to dream at all… then he wouldn’t XD
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Ellie is a little over 3 feet tall, has short, fluffy brown hair, and green eyes. She’s about 14 in human years I think. She always wears a poofy blue hoodie.
This is an old drawing of her that shows her tail. (Ignore the green nose. That’s not a thing anymore.)
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
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