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Post by Mamoru Inukai on Mar 21, 2020 7:12:10 GMT -4
With a little plop the otter fell on his stomach in one of the alleys. He had used too much water and was dehydrated and sickly. He wasn't entirely happy how he could feel the water stream through the pipes in houses but couldn't touch it or get it. He felt sick to his bones and he was warry that some big rat might get him or a human might kick him. He wasn't entirely sure how he would manage to get another paw in front of the other and he stretched his little front paws to pull himself further but nope he just lay there. No energy and so hungry and thirsty.
He was tired, he would forever be tired. Maybe he could get some good food out of the ga- he shuddred. Being an otter that grew up in a house, he had never really dove into a dumpster and it might be highly exceptional if he smelled good fish but he didn't. He wasn't sure how to work with it or what to do and put his little face on the hard asphalt floor. Bleh, what should he do now, it was horrible. He hated the family where he lived but he might even try to go back there, oh how he was back in his little cage. How much would they complain now because he had not managed to come back before they got back from work. Maybe, maybe they were overworking again and the girl might go and visit friends as she did. Which was why he learned how to sneak out as he felt lonely a lot of times and bored but this was so bad. He heard his stomach growl and made a soft squeaky sound as if to say "I know, I know we are hungry."
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Post by Midori on Mar 26, 2020 12:18:23 GMT -4
It was a day like any other, when not stealing food, it would search it in the smelly cans and boxes people would call trash cans or dumpsters. But alas, the food there was always.... not optimal, it was hard to find some good food that was thrown away. But nevertheless it dug. Upon its search, it ran into an empty box of cookies, an empty carton of milk, some paper that smelled weird and some tube like things and more stuff people would call trash.
While it dug, it heard some noise outside, it immediately poked its head outside the trashcan and looked around. Left, right, up and lastly down. Down where it saw someone, an animal like itself but yet different. It was also slightly bigger
Our lil centipede tilted its head to the side as it watched the furry critter down there. Soon jumping out of the trashcan and slowly approaching it. Poking the furry animal in the back. It wondered is it dead. What was this thing and what was it doing here. It didnt look so good? Could the bug eat this thing? It looked too furry to eat. So, what to do? It had no clue
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Post by Mamoru Inukai on Mar 29, 2020 13:13:30 GMT -4
But the garbage cans were disgusting but he was so hungry, maybe someone dumped a good piece of fish. Humans weren't good with fish anyway so it might work. Frosch grumbled at himself, squeaked at his stomach for shutting up. The water was pulling on him, he was hungry, his bottle was empty and he needed to continue. He squeaked as someone pocked him and eventually lifting up his little head and looked up, but he didn't immediately see someone. He had to sit up and look over his little shoulder to see the creature and it squeaked loudly at him. "Stop poking me, I aint poking you either!" He was a little angry, he had no energy for this and he growled again as his stomach had done so. He was hungrrrrry.. He licked his lips, upped his little nose and sniffed. Was that fish? He sniffed again and squeaked again a little, man was it really food because he needed something. He wanted to get up but fell on his little behind again and was just not entirely satisfied with not knowing if it was worth the energy.
He looked at the green thing, "Is there food?" he asked because he might have known and might have come out of the garbage can. He had not seen him do so but he wanted to ask for sure and well now he realized that this was not even possible to discuss, because who said they could understand each other's squeaks.
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Post by Midori on Mar 30, 2020 13:10:36 GMT -4
A squeak was heard and he looked up and soon the animal saw the things face. The thing said to stop poking, it seemed miffed.
"Thought you were dead. Thought you were food. But you too furry" the critter spoke to the other animal. But for the foggiest it couldnt figure out what this was.
The thing asked was there food, but the critter shook its head "No food. But what are you? Hamster dog?", whenever the thing would squeak, the centipede would make a sound of a giggle, the sounds were cute and funny. The centipede circled the otter and stared at it. The otter was a strange creature, it looked like it was smart and more humanlike then the centipede was. The centipede observed as the otter sniffed around. The centipede did the same but it felt nothing, its sense of smell wasnt strong.
"You smell something?" the bug asked the otter, wondering if they had no food. Also would they share food? Or was it a race to see who would find food first. The small bug didnt know. Well time would tell as it would see what the small mammal would say and do. It needed to learn more
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Post by Rubber on May 10, 2020 5:36:09 GMT -4
Frosch: 100 + 5 = 105 exp, total: 105 exp
Midori: 0 + 4 = 4 exp, total: 689 exp
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