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Post by Patchy on Feb 2, 2014 1:24:02 GMT -5
Wanted to do this for awhile but here we go. It can be open to anyone else that wants to be. Post who you are in your posts please.
Patchy:
Daring Do
Jack Frost
Sly Cooper
The playpen was that of excitement for babies, at least that's what Adults thought. But today in the playpen, it was going to be more adventurous than any adult could ever imagine. Of course, that would be once babies decided to wake up. A young filly was curled up, a big explorer hat on, covered her head, her black mane was choppy and messy but since she played in the dirt a-lot, it explained quite a bit. Beside her was a small white haired boy with blue eyes who seemed to be interested in drawing doodles on the windowsill. Finally, there was a small raccoon that was staring at the playpen entrance with a glimmer of mischief in brown eyes. He was quick on his feet but to explore the whole house on his own, well it just felt wrong.
"We should get out of here." he said. "Maybe get those cookies that the adults are always talking about."
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Post by Phantom on Feb 2, 2014 14:36:48 GMT -5
Phantom: Grape, Cadence, Elsa, Hiccup
One ear flicked slightly to acknowledge that Daring had spoken up at all. That was all the motivation the little kitten really had to use at the moment, as she presently was curled up in a comfortable corner with a fluffy blanket covering her and with the general appearance of being asleep. In fact, Grape was asleep. It was a cat thing and the little kitten didn't really want to be disturbed. So, she just lay there as the proposition to find out what cookies really were was made. However, she was the only one who seemed disinterested for the moment.
"Cookies?"
A small pink filly had spoken up. Her tiny wings fluttered with excitement and a huge grin formed on her face after a moment. Normally, her caretakers would allow her to have just about anything she wanted since she was the newest princess and niece to the two older princesses. Cadence, however, couldn't say she'd ever had a cookie before. Since she was only a baby, she hadn't been granted full control over her magic or flight just yet. So, really, Cadence couldn't do much to help them escape from the playpen. However, she was fully in on the plan.
"Okie dokie! I'd love some cookies," Cadence said. Her attention briefly shifted to another little girl who also appeared interested, and then to a little boy. The boy looked less interested and more concerned about the idea, while the little girl, who admittedly looked as though she'd been touched by snow or something since her hair was such a light blonde color, nodded in agreement.
"I dunno, you guys... Is this really a good idea?" the boy, Hiccup, decided to ask.
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Post by Angel on Feb 2, 2014 15:35:57 GMT -5
Partner as:
Peanut
Astrid
Anna
Asleep, Grape may have been; unfortunately for her, that wasn't going to last much longer at all.
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAPE!"
Peanut, of course, was being nothing less than his usual hyperactive self. His tail, which had started moving the instant cookies had been mentioned, was now wagging a mile a minute as he waited expectantly for his feline best friend to awaken - something she could hardly fail to do after he had barked her name so loudly. Sure, the canine wanted cookies; but he also didn't want his purple-furred 'sibling' to miss out on whatever adventure they were about to undertake to get them.
He hoped that the cookies were made with pet-safe chocolate. It would suck to be left out when they got to them.
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"Oh, come on, Hiccup. Where's your sense of adventure?"
A human girl, this one with blonde hair pulled back in an untidy braid and a headband, rolled her eyes. Not that she cared whether he came with them or not; but he was supposed to be a viking like her, and he was doing a pretty poor job of acting like one. Astrid hefted her weapon - a chunky wooden battleaxe that adults looked on as a toy as it was unlikely to cause any serious injury - and stepped towards the gathering group. It wasn't so much cookies that interested the girl; rather, the prospect of getting out and looking around against the adult's wishes.
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Another young girl, this one with reddish hair worn in two plaits over her shoulders, giggiled with excitement. Anna wasn't nearly so composed as either Elsa or Astrid were coming off as. The little redhead was clinging to her sister's arm, while almost hopping up and down in excitement. "Elsa can get us out of here," the volunteered for the older sibling. Anna leant conspiratorially towards the others. "She's got magic!" What Elsa would do, Anna didn't know - she was thinking an ice staircase and snow slide up and over the playpen railing, but Elsa so often surprised her with what her powers could do that Anna had given up second-guessing exactly how her sister would use her abilities. Suffice to say, Anna had the utmost confidence that Elsa's powers could easily get them out of here and on to finding the cookies in question.
(ooc: just a brief note that Peanut still thinks Grape's a guy at this point, so if he refers to her as male at any point, it's not a mistake on my part ^^ Also, I'm not used to writing such young characters, so forgive me if my portrayals may be slightly more off than usual XD; )
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Post by Patchy on Feb 2, 2014 18:28:11 GMT -5
Sly couldn't help but smile that there were several people that wanted to get out of this playpen and get cookies. "Now we are talking!" he frowned at Hiccup. "Come on, blondie is right! A sense of adventure is the best way to get something out of life." Daring Do, opened one eye and stared at the raccoon and smirked. "Sounds like a plan ringtail, but what are we going to do about the adults."
The white haired boy looked at the fellow blonde girl who had light blonde hair curiously. Did she have ice like he did?
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Post by Paws on Feb 2, 2014 22:56:29 GMT -5
Paws: Honey Masterson
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Little Honey sat quietly in her own corner of the playpen, some spaces away from the conspiring group of babies. She had been enamored with the toys of her own: a big plastic scorpion and her favorite plush of a pink-and-purple butterfly. Dressed in a ladybug-print dress, the small blonde female donned fake bee antennae on the top of her head and fake wings strapped to her back -- a look she typically referred to as a "dragonfly-ladybug-bumblebee princess." It was clear the girl loved bugs; something she had picked up from her mother's career as an entomologist. However, as soon as she heard the word "cookies," her attention was drawn. She unsteadily rose to her feet, plush in tow, and toddled over to the group.
"Did someone say cookies?" Honey asked, a cheeky grin on her face. "I bet I could get lots'a cookies for all of us!" She pretended to flap her dragonfly wings. "I can fly up and get 'em!"
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Post by Phantom on Feb 3, 2014 1:27:38 GMT -5
(ooc: xD That totally makes sense, since she didn't actually tell him she was a girl until they were older.)
"Who needs adventure when we have the safety here?" Hiccup retorted. He was just lucky that it was just him and Astrid. The little redhead didn't want to think about what would have happened if Snotlout and the others were there. His cousin would have definitely pushed him into going on the cookie mission? Ruff and Tuff? They'd have gone along with whatever. Fishlegs? Hiccup didn't even know what he would do, and he didn't want to find out. Fortunately, the current group he was with didn't seem too pushy. ...Though he'd be lying if he didn't admit that that Astrid had a certain... Persuasiveness about her.
"I'm just saying that maybe-"
Hiccup found himself cut off by a sudden cry. Said cry came from Grape, whom Peanut had succeeded in waking. The little purple kitten leaped up from where she had curled up and landed with an undignified 'thud' on the floor of the playpen. Irritation flashed in the little kitten's yellow eyes and her ears flattened slightly. It figured her adopted 'sibling' would be the one to wake her.
"Didja hafta do that, Peanut? I was in the middle of a nap," Grape remarked. She'd have said more, but her fur had been ruffled a bit by her landing. So, Grape resorted to licking her paw a bit to try and smooth her fur out. All the while, she vaguely was listening to the conversation going on nearby.
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Elsa just beamed as her little sister praised her ice powers and nodded in agreement. She didn't necessarily want to brag, but the little princess did take great pride in her power. It would surely help them get out of the playpen with or without Hiccup.
"Anna's right. I could use my magic to open the gate for us," Elsa said. She may as well have been the oldest there, as there was a slight gap between herself and Anna age-wise, so she liked to think she was fairly smart for a little girl. The gate didn't look terribly complicate, so maybe they just needed something to mess with the lock. A bit of ice could make it easy, right? All she'd have to do would be fashioning a key of some kind. Maybe an icicle to jigger the lock open.
"Just tell me what we're gonna be dealing with."
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The whole time, Cadence looked on at Elsa with wide eyes. A human who could use magic at such a young age? It was amazing!
"Wow... I wanna see you use your magic! I can't fly yet, and I don't gotst a handle on my own magic yet," Cadence admitted.
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Post by Paws on Feb 3, 2014 12:07:55 GMT -5
"P -- powers!?"
Once Honey overhead the word, she was all over whatever scheme was being coked up. Magic was one of her favorite things, next to insects, of course. She couldn't stop herself from babbling with excitement.
"Wooow...you got powers? Like, magic powers? That's soooo cool!" She squealed as she gripped her plush tighter. "What can you do? Can you make people fly?" She gasped. "Can you make me fly?? I bet if you could help me fly we could get the cookies easy!" She twirled around, lost in excited thought.
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Post by Angel on Feb 3, 2014 14:57:55 GMT -5
"But you were gonna miss out! We're all getting out and going to get cookies and I didn't want you to be left out!" Peanut's tongue lolled from his mouth as he grinned at Grape, certain she couldn't be mad at him for that. He'd had only her best interests at heart, after all; who'd want to sleep when there were cookies to be eaten? Not even Grape could argue with that, he was sure.
The canine glanced around them, clearly not fazed at all by the talk of magic. Peanut was the kind to take pretty much anything supernatural in his stride; though he had never encountered real magic before, it might as well have been an everyday occurance for how little thought he gave the concept.
He was one the only ones, apparently. Astrid, in contrast, pulled a face at the two girls as she abandoned her attempt to talk to Hiccup - as she'd thought to herself, she really didn't care what he did. "Magic doesn't exist," she retorted. What, had their parents told them they were magical to make them feel more special? That was just sad. She'd seen her share of fantastic sights even at her young age - try fire-breathing dragons attacking your home village every other day - but stories of magic were for weaklings. True viking kids knew they didn't need magic; the muscles and brawn they would one day grow into was enough of a reassurance for them.
"It's true! She's got ice powers!" That was the redhead, who had placed her tiny hands on her hips and was trying to scowl in Astrid's direction. The viking ignored her.
"Stand back. I got a real way to get us out of here." So saying, Astrid hurled her wooden axe at the lock with all her strength. The toy hit it's target - however instead of cleaving through the lock the way she'd imagined from seeing older vikings using real weapons, it simply bounced off. The girl glowered at her 'weapon' where it had fallen, feeling betrayed by it.
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Post by Patchy on Feb 3, 2014 22:23:50 GMT -5
The small white haired boy spoke up as well. "It's true, magic exists." he said speaking up. "I can do it too." He sounded confident and kept a smile on his face. He would have gladly demonstrated but he was still getting used to controling his powers, however, he did manage to fly into the air for a little bit before flopping down on the ground.
Sly, had seen magic before, in fact it was all thanks to one such magic that his father was killed. "I think magic exists even if you can't see it." he replied. "Now come on, ice girl, let's see what you can do!"
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