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Post by seraaches on Jan 16, 2009 14:29:31 GMT -5
He wasn't very old when he picked up a magical finger. That was a mistake. Well, it was kindof a mistake in that he'd suffered almost immediate excruciating pain as a number of elaborate bone spikes had grown out of his back. Well, he always slept on his stomach anyway. He'd been poking around in the attics again when he found a pile of bones. Interested, he'd tried to assemble them only to discover that he wasn't very good at anatomy. He'd forgotten about it until recently and had pulled out the bones again and was trying to match them up this time. It was some kind of bird, he knew that. The skull was quite obvious. The question was, how did the rest of it fit together? "Wotcha doin'?" the mouse horse asked curiously as she paused in her brother's doorway. It looked like he was trying to put together a puzzle. She was briefly distracted from her attempt to find Fey, and walked into the bipedal's room, her glass tail dragging on the floor. |
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Post by Trebias on Jan 19, 2009 15:25:56 GMT -5
He just hadn't been having a good run of life yet. About the time that his brother had found his finger to pick up, he'd found a cute little pumpkin. He was going to pretend it was a ball, or something, he didn't know. He just liked how it looked. Afterwords nobody recognized him, and he had almost been in tears trying to explain that he didn't mean to be so white now, it just happened. At least his family knew him now. Then, if that hadn't been bad enough, he'd had some stuff dropped on him. Now he had black marks on his butt! He didn't think the stuff even hit him there! What was wrong with this family! People with stuff made of glass when they came out! He didn't know that wasn't normal until he met some other kids from way outside their family. Even cousin Silas was different like them, so it had made sense that they were like that. And what were these things on his legs and tail! They looked cool, like wings, but he couldn't fly yet. Maybe when he got bigger. "Hey, Vic! Whatcha doin'?" Scourge said when he saw his brother. *scramblescramblescrambleLEAP$*%&*Crash!* Brimstone was still trying to jump and swing like the monkey-people in the stories that got read to them. He'd be able to do it sometime. It just still didn't work well at all. "He's playing with the skeleton. You're too young to understand," he said. Ignoring the fact that they were, indeed, all born at the same time, as children are often wont to do. He puffed a little burst of flame because he could. He didn't like doing that TOO too much, though. It made him feel icky. |
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Post by seraaches on Feb 14, 2009 0:02:12 GMT -5
Belatedly, it occurred to Fate that she should try to protect her glass tail from Brimstone's leaping about. She dragged it across the floor to try and curl it under her body. "I'm not too young to understand," she protested, though it didn't immediately occur to her that she'd been born before Brim. "Why're you playing with a skeleton, Vicious? That's not. . . uhm. . .sanitary?"
"Lay off, Fate, you wouldn't know anyway. Idiot." Vic insulted her over his shoulder without even really paying attention. He shifted another bone around wondering if that was where it belonged or somewhere else. He wanted to say something dirty, but he knew Fate would just go tattletell. He gave a frustrated sigh at his attempts and at his sister.
"Don't call me an idiot!" Fate whined, sitting back on her hindquarters and running her front claws over the hard rims of her tail. "That's not nice."
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Post by Trebias on Feb 14, 2009 0:31:42 GMT -5
"Psh, like you know what sanitary means, Fate," Brimstone snorted with the superiority only a sibling can display. "You should stop making up words." He ran toward the wall. He bet he could run up it, do a back flip, and land with a twist. He was wrong. That wall would bear the imprint of his face for a good long while.
Scourge watched his brothers antics with some amusement and some irritation. Stupid bipedal form. Brim wouldn't act so tough if Scourge had his bipedal form, too. He went over to Fate and gave her a half hug. He laughed when Brim ran into the wall.
Brimstone charged over, puffing fire at him. "What's so funny, Scourgy? You better watch out."
Scourge stepped forward, challenging his brother. "Or what, Smokey? You better be careful, you'll burn your whiskers." He took another step, but his tail was underfoot and he stumbled. "Shut up!" he yelled to Brim's laughter.
He grew thoughtful, though. It hadn't hurt him when he stepped on his tail. That seemed important to him somehow. It might seem even more important if he could figure out why and get used to the protrusions on his legs and tail.
"Go set yourself on fire," he said to the fire-breather. "How's it going, Vic?"
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Post by Kasatsu on Feb 23, 2009 23:31:13 GMT -5
Yipyip gave a squeak of protest as it made its way down the hall, being followed closely behind by Fey as she gave chase with her new little pet. She had found it and she had made it her's. "You can not run forever Yipyip!" She called out as she tried to skid to a halt and landing on the rug slid into the wall instead. Not letting it slow her down she set off after the mushroom once again, leaving yet another rug smoldering slightly behind her. It was as she passed up one of the open doorways and heard the familiar laughter of one of her many brothers and the drifting comment of "Go set yourself on fire," that had her skidding to a halt again - this time a little more successfully. Backtracking she stuck her head through the door. "Wot 'cha up to?" She asked, flicking her tail happily from side to side. |
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Post by seraaches on Feb 26, 2009 23:39:45 GMT -5
Fate turned when her sister came in, and her head came up as her tail made an attempt to rise with happiness. The glass rose at the end, however, made that virtually impossible and instead her thick tail simply bowed upwards. "Fey!" the girl exclaimed and trotted towards the other girl with a happy twitch of her whiskers. "Vic called me an idiot," she complained, immediately telling on their brothers even though Fey wasn't any sort of authority figure to them.
"I think I'm starting to figure it out," the yellow bipedal lied blatantly. "It's not that hard." Which was yet another horrible, horrible lie. He still didn't have any idea where anything went. He thought he just might have to get a book on anatomy, which would be difficult since if he stopped paying attention even for a moment he could accidentally set the book alight. The librarians had long since barred their doors to him.
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Post by Trebias on May 8, 2009 21:27:51 GMT -5
"If it's so easy, why aren't you done yet?" Scourge asked mockingly. Stupid bipeds and their cool toy birds and thumbs. His hands were almost that good.
"If you're so smart, you should show him how to do it!" Brim challenged him.
"I'm not the one that said it was so easy, butt-head!"
"Booger brain!"
"Loser!"
"Lame-o!"
"Flamer!" Scourge wasn't sure what that meant, but he'd heard Uncle El say it about. . .someone. And it sounded like an insult then.
Brim cocked his head to the side. "Um. Yeah. Like this." He said, puffing out a small flame. Truth be told, he was feeling a little off-balance by that last one from Scourge, but he couldn't let the kid know it.
"Come on, Vic. We'll put that together later. Let's go and Play! We'll leave the baaaayyy-beeeees here." When he said play capitalized like that, he was talking about their games of tag that led all over the park, grounds, and walls. If they weren't world classes free-runners, they were at least agile for their age.
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Post by Kasatsu on May 8, 2009 22:13:05 GMT -5
Her father . . . well fathers actually, had always told Fey that a lot of times she should watch what she said. "Not everything you think needs to be said aloud." Or something really, really close to that. It had taken a lot of practice, and a lot of time outs, and a lot of sibling fights to learn just when those occasions were. She was not always good about it, however, she was pretty sure that this was one of those moments.
So instead of saying aloud that she agreed with her brothers' assessment she gave her sister a smile, which spoke volumes on her opinion, without it being anything to get her in trouble . . . hopefully.
Entering the room she sat back on her haunches. When her brothers started to throw insults back and forth she watched, her head physically moving back and forth as if she were watching a game of ping pong. Sometime during the bantering Yipyip had decided to back track, and now stood near one of her front paws, with an extremely disgruntled look on its face.
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Post by seraaches on May 8, 2009 22:23:50 GMT -5
Vic rolled his eyes in annoyance and had to agree with Brim that the best option would be to just leave for awhile. Scourge had a very bad tendency to escalate fights and that always meant that he and Brim ended up in trouble. Just because they were bipedals, he bet. He scooped up the bones carefully and tucked them back in the box that he immediately slid into his drawer. No one was allowed to touch that drawer except him and he would certainly know if anyone did. Or, so he told his siblings.
"If Brim's a flamer, than I am, too," Vicious snorted with a careful toss of his head. His mane was too short to be singed this time, but the ends were obviously fizzled where his mane had once been long enough. He moved towards Scourge, standing as erect as he could so he could stare down at their brother from a superior height. "You're just jealous because you're normal."
"There's nothing wrong with being normal!" Fate, of course, had to pipe up immediately, moving beside Scourge in a show of solidarity. Her tail dragged lightly across the floor behind her, and her large ears went back uneasily. It wasn't that she necessarily wanted to make a target of herself, but she didn't think it was right to leave Scourge standing on his own.
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Post by Trebias on May 9, 2009 12:34:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm SO jealous of you every time you set your bed on fire when you have a bad dream. It's worse than wetting the bed! At least Brim can still use the bed when he pees in it."
"I do NOT wet the bed! Vic, I don't wet the bed! Die!" He lunged at Scourge, who knew it was coming and danced nimbly away, darting out of reach.
Brimstone finally tackled his brother and pinned him down, spitting fire at him to scare him. "You'll wet the bed!"
"This isn't bed, it's a floor!"
"You'll wet the floor!"
"Stop it, Brim, or I'll show them where you hide your sheets!"
"I DON'T WET THE BED!"
Scourge squirmed out of his grip, laughing. "I thought you didn't want to play with us normal babies!"
Brim pulled up. "You're right. You're too boring. Let's go, Vic," he said, heading for the hallway door.
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