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I'm a lover not a fighter! (Indie RP/Askblog)

[flying-encyclopedia]

Murfy let out an amused chuckle, not entirely in mean spirit. Sure, there were times the greenbottled wished he could fight back the forces of evil, but he knew full well that he could never do what Rayman could. Rayman had powers. Murfy didn’t.

“Heheh! You had me for a minute there, Globox, but I don’t think you could match my wit ‘n quick thinking. I got special shoes to fill, just like Rayman does.” Murfy responded, shifting his thoughts back to himself, but still taking a moment to think about what he’d look like in Rayman-styled footwear.

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“Hey! I’m just as smart!” Globox quips back, no trace of a joke (or much offense) in his words.

“People change their shoes all the time anyways...” Murfys choice of phrase is clearly lost on the amphibian. Still, what’s the point in being so set in your ways if it stops you from having fun? “Maybe you should take your ‘special shoes’ off once in a while then, silly.”

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[starcallecl]

          ❝ For the last time…                                              I’m not turning you or anyone else into                                              a frog. ❞

[glcbox-blog]

“...”

[powerfulwizard]

Reach WITH IN To your LOCAL bog and you may find A Friend And Boy…

[justlittlefrogthings]

Disturbing My Afternoon Nap

im sorry sir

[justlittlefrogthings]

Put Me Back Of Sleep

[glcbox-blog]

starprotectcr:

      ❝ Oh that won’t be easy,                                 even n o w I still get lost here. ❞

The forest was it’s own maze, an illusion almost where the trees mirrored one another making it s -eem endless, to a point you were stuck in the a- rea you started in. She recalled too well the first time they had gotten lost.

Needless to say, she offered the tall amphibian a reassuring smile.

      ❝ Don’t worry,                              together we’ll find him in no time.                              Let’s get looking before it gets dark. ❞

“You’re right...” Any resident of the Glade of Dreams has had more than their fair share of oversized foliage, certainly- Just none quite so mazelike... or perhaps they all just gotten used to it. Still, Globox isn’t so keen on the idea of idling out here (even with Fumu) after dark.

“RAAAYYYMAN!” he bellows without warning, though a mere five minutes later the amphibian already seems dismayed by the lack of results. “Wowie, that’s a really good nap he’s having.”

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@silkspinningservant [x]

Taranza gave a sigh of relief. He hadn’t even realized that he was holding his breath until now.

“Well then, Globox. We’d best begin now. Where did you see this ‘lum’ last?”

“I’m sure it came right through here! It’d be easier to find when it’s dark, but, well...” Bouncy confidence wanes momentarily as he gives Taranza an expression that voices more distaste than he could manage with words. “-No thanks!”

[divination]

its v. important to compliment woodland creatures

[rizes--moved-deactivated2016091]

bf means big frog and gf means GIANT frog

[ampphoto]

[silkspinningservant-deactivated]

glcbox started following you.

[silkspinningservant-deactivated]

 Taranza gasped. Glowy thing with wings? They couldn’t possibly mean-!

 He shook his head. No. Only bad things could come from jumping to conclusions. After all, last time he assumed things… Well…

 He drifted closer to his guest, eyeing them with suspicion.

 “Perhaps I could help you in your search.” He said, extending a hand.

 “I am Taranza, caretaker of Royal Road and His Majesty’s personal attendant.” 

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The sceptical gaze was missed also, their extended hand taken and happily shook with a hearty amount of gusto. Wowie! It’s the first time he’s had near-royalty offer to lend a hand (or six).

“It’s nice to meet you Taranza! My name’s Globox, I’m from the Glade of Dreams.” Somewhat null information, but it’s not as if the amphibian has a title as lustrous as theirs to share instead. “Only if you’re sure, Lums can be super fast when they feel like it. They can’t hurt you though, they’re just fuzzy.”

[glcbox-blog]

hello froge man. may i smooch you? it is alright if you do not want a smooch. i will respect your boundaries. <3

“Heads up, I don’t turn into a prince no matter how much you try!” He had tested that theory out with Uglette often enough- or at least that was the excuse he gave. Globox does his best to lean over and get within smooch-range, seeing no harm with a quick peck on the cheek.

Why would you encourage him.

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glcbox started following you.

 Taranza’s back set of eyes focused on the large blue frog. His hand instinctively rested on a knife, despite his years of etiquette training. After all, what business would an enormous frog have in a palace full of insects other than to gorge itself?

 “I don’t suppose I could inquire as to why you’re here,” He said, turning his head to face his guest.

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Being addressed so out of the blue was enough to make the amphibian jump backwards. He was skittish enough to begin with, but now it’s getting harder to resist the urge to just run back home.

“Oh, heya buddy!” he chimes, perked up and clearly oblivious to the presence of any weapon. Though he does take note of the strangers extra eyes, those might come in handy right about now. “I’m looking for something, actually. Seen a little glowy thing with wings go by?”

[starcallecl]

        ❝ Oh don’t worry about me,                                               Whispy Woods is a l o t safer than what                                               it used to be. ❞

Ah yes, the days they merely giggled at now. The days where it was the ultimate double-d -are (that and treading into the Mayor’s priz- ed garden) to step into Whispy Woods and n -ever come out,it was those stories you told your children to stop them from ever getting into trouble. But as it turns out, Whispy was just an elderly tree looking to protect his ho- me and those who lived in it, and to think the -y would of never of found that out if it wasn’t for Kirby.

                       Funny how they were discovering so                        much more since the pink visitor arr                        -ived to their little village…

        ❝ Where did you last see him?                                     We can look from there. ❞

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“Just over here-” he quips, pointing at some nearby foliage. It wouldn’t take a genius to work out how uncertain Globox is, gaze flickering between scenery indecisively. How Fumu navigates this place by herself is a far bigger mystery than his pals’ abscence. “No, wait, over there…?”

  Surveying the surroundings was very little help, another bush nearby seemed familiar, but so did yet another… and just about every plant in the vicinity. “Now everything looks the same!”

…It’s very likely Rayman left to look for Globox and now they’re all walking around aimlessly. “Y’think he just went back home by himself? It’s getting kinda dark.”

[rain-tea-coffee]

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[starcallecl]

@glcbox

         ❝ Oh no, I’m a native here.                         This is Whispy Woods. ❞

She gave the other a friendly smile, how stressful it must of been to be foriegn and lose the only per -son you knew when visiting a completely new te- rritory. Well, it looked like it was up to her to help this fellow out, it’d be a good way to present how f -riendly Dreamland was– until a certain someone ruins it.

         ❝ Perhaps I could help you find him?                            He can’t have gone far if he like to                            nap a lot. ❞

[glcbox-blog]

“Oh, pretty please! I’d really appreciate it!” his nervous tremble dissipated almost immediately thanks to her reassuring words. It’s a nice change- bumping into somebody kind rather than a ferocious beast... Polokus really needs to learn to keep his portals more organised though, sheesh.

“Rayman’s the bravest I know, he’ll be safe… Can’t say the same for your folks though, do they know you’re out here?” The amphibians tone is genuinely concerned, far from patronising. He’s more than familiar with AWOL kids, old habits die hard.

[not-cooper]