Hello. I'm back from TrotCon. TrotCon was shit. If you want to hear the full rant- check out #Ohio-Bronies on DeviantArt later tomorrow.
Anyway, allow me to reply to some reviews and thank some people- then I'll get back to posting rapidly as an apology gift.
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Protagonist Of Life: Oh-hoh-ho! Someone's already one step ahead of the game! As my favorite villain once said "you'll find out in good time-" (bonus points to anyone who guesses!)
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Protagonist Of Life:
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WARNING: this chapter is probably shit because I wrote it over a month ago. Enjoy!
Chapter Ten- The Birds Of Bulgruvia
Jessie adjusted her lime green messenger's hat as she walked outside. It was a warm climate, possibly springtime, and it was very sunny- only a few white clouds floated in the clear blue sky. It was oddly windy, the wind in almost hurricane-forces gusts and came and went, only to return seconds later. The fact that the trees were all bear made the whipping sound of the wind worse.
The grass was an almost unreal shade, and in fact- so was almost everything else. It was as if they were trapped in a photoshopped photograph. There were clusters of flowers along the hillside below them, some just stems, others budding, and some in full bloom in their intensified colors. But the strange thing was, there was not a single dead tree, flower, or animal in sight.
"It can't be." Said The Master in shock as he finally walked out, still wearing the suit from yesterday, but it was cleaned and ironed. God, does he have a whole closet of those?! Jessie thought.
"Can't be what?" She asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.
"The Planet BLUGRUV19088. Otherwise known as Blugruvia." He said, his hand caressing the bark of a tree. Suddenly, he heard a bird chirping, and jumped up as if trying to scare it away. "Oi! You lot! Front n' center!" He called, as Jenny snapped at him "Are you insane?!"
He turned around, a big goofy semi-insane smile on in face. "Maybe a tad. But rest assured- One of the only races on Blugruvia are talking birds. They have their own little society, too. Or so I've heard- this is sorta my test run for being "Gaule's Guide To The Galaxy"." She crossed her arms as she retorted "alright, captain smartypants." She looked upward at a bird, who was hopping from branch to branch and getting closer and closer. It finally landed on The Master's shoulders, and tweeted a few times quite loudly. The Master whistled in reply, looking at his wide-eyed companion. "Of course they don't speak English. They speak Blugruvian Birdish." He said, replying to the bird again.
She's a human. Don't mind her. She needs a few moments to take it all in. He whistled.
Good. Are you here for a reason? The bird, whose name was Tekki, tweeted back.
My TARDIS crashed here, and we'd thought we'd look around.
Leave. Please.
And why is that?
Danger. Tonight begins the Hunting season.
You're birds. You hunt to survive...
You do not understand. In the warm season- birds hunt. In Hunting- hunters hunt.
"I still don't fully understand, but we'll try to be out of here as quick as possible." He turned around "isn't that right Jessie?"
He opened his eyes to see his companion nowhere in sight.
"Jessie?"