Power

@e-m-trepke @keilah-h

The one called feather, oddly enough she had no feathers, turned to Kent as the made their way done the tunnel. “Are you an Ailurid? There are legends in my world of creatures who look like you. Only they’re a little more humanoid.”

Kent froze for a moment then quickly kept walking. In my world? Who and what were these cr…[Read more]

@e-m-trepke @keilah-h

(E M Trepke, yes Kent is a leopard)

Kent stared with wide eyes at the ape creatures. The one who had introduced itself as Hesh was talking “And with me are Feather and Rinzler. How did you get here?”

“Not totally sure. I was walking along a path heading back to the village, when I came upon a cave which I thought would…[Read more]

@e-m-trepke @keilah-h

Kent Briggs 

Suddenly, from the deep blackness beyond the door came a roar “LIGHT!!!” and a huge and lanky form burst out of the murk. “Wonderful Light!” Kent Bigg the leopard, clothes torn, a goose egg above his left eyebrow, and covered from head to toe in dirt, took a flying leap through the doorway and collapsed in…[Read more]

@elanor Alas! I suppose this means that our little game has come to a close. *blows nose loudly into a hanky* Well, as you said, it was fun. Thanks for sharing!

@issawriter7 Why, thank you!

Some nicknames for Kent Briggs are Wiggly Worm, Ol’ Chiefy, Captain Thistle, and Kelntot Briggyrot.

Oh, this looks like fun!

Please welcome, Kent Briggs (Who need a lot of work). He is 21, the husband of Lucy Biggs, and “Chieftain” of the older village kids’ “clan” (Though, he is a lot less active than he use to be before he got married). Oh, and he’s a leopard.

When you don’t what to do something, what should you do? Write a poem of course!

@elanor
Ooooo, the ocean. I like the ocean. (Just don’t think about what could be lurking under the waves. . . 😳🦈🐉🦑)
Poem number 4 (Is that a gentle way of ending this little game, or a challenge 😎 ????)
 

Stalling

I have stuff to do

dire and dear things

Important and near things

I must go!

but,

I don’t want to

Why is it,

that a task…[Read more]

Whatever-you-want-to-call-me it’s nice to meet you! (Though, I am not sure you really want to meet me! *Bwahahahaa-ah-ah-CHOO!!!*) You may refer to me as Your Royal Slowness, King Power of the Slugs. That or you may refer to me as the Black Mongoose. Or, if you want to really make it simple call me Power@.

@elanor I Like it!!! The end is so satisfying. *Sits back in chair, sighs, grins*

Ya, the baboon poem was. . . interesting.

I understand about the idea pop into head thing. My problem is the opposite though. My brain is like forging a sword, I must strike while the iron is hot. If I don’t, the iron stops glowing, and I tend to forget my…[Read more]

@denali-christianson
Hello, my name is Power. May your enemies fear you, and your foes shrink back at you present. . . Okay!!, Now that I finished that brutally bad beginning (bummer) it’s fun time! I am also a lover of the art of medieval weaponry! (Nothing like having a good sword/knife/quarterstaff fight with someone) If you ever have a…[Read more]

@unsung

Greeting, hello, hi, how are you, how do you do, howdy, and any other form of greeting that you can think of (I’m tied, please don’t make me do all the work). My names Power, or you can call me the Black Mongoose. That’s probably all you really need to know about me!

p.s. Never try to swallow an egg whole. It will stunt your growth permanently.

I might have it in my emails though.

@elanor Sorry it’s taken a while to get back to ya. Yep, It looks like your reply got gobbles.

@kathleenramm
Being a sign holder might actually be a good job to get the artist juices flowing throu the brain. You world definitely have a lot of down time. (Side note: A story about a sign holder might be kinda interesting. The Sign Holder Superhero.)

Sporange. . . interesting. I still don’t think my poetic powers are up for to challenge.

@elanor Very good! I don’t think my first poems were anything like that. One of my earliest poems (and one of my most memorable ones) was about baboons having a fight in a tree.  It’s was an acrostic that spelled out BAD. By that information you can probably tell how BAD the poem actually was.

Okay, my turn. I love this one!

The Balloon

In one…[Read more]

@elanor
. . . ? Should I ask or not 🤔. I could either make or break your day.

Oh well! Poems like what? (Rules of the game: For every poem you posted, I get to post one.)

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