Imagination Forest

This world is surprisingly simple, but it's me who's bizarre. (( RP blog for Mary from Kagerou Project pre-meeting Seto. Multi-fandom and OC friendly. ))

[themeowthsoutofthebag]

Okay, so clearly she hadn’t seen him walking on two legs before he’d make a mad dive for cover. While it was… sort of annoying that she was treating him like some common household animal, maybe he should just roll with it. I mean, it was much more common for humans to give food to cute stray animals than to thieves, right?

Ha. Who cared about the others. They could probably find food on their own. Okay, so they totally couldn’t, but hey. One out of three team members fed was better than none! And it’d be kind of hard to carry food out of here if he was going to go along with this cute, innocent little cat thing.

So he did his best to let out a happy sort of meow as he walked closer to her, actually remembering to walk on all fours instead of with just two of his legs by some miracle. Jeez, it’d been ages since he’d made any sounds that weren’t somehow related to human speech. He just hoped it had been convincing enough!

He also hoped that she’d give him actual food and not, you know, that gross mushy canned tuna stuff or any of those stupid little crunchy cereal-looking things. Honestly, how any animal or Pokemon could actually like those was beyond him.

[paintedtoday]

   That cat's meow sounded strange, didn't it? Or maybe it didn't. After all, it had been a really long time since Mary had seen a cat. It wasn't like they wandered around here as often as birds or squirrels. It was probably just that she hadn't heard a cat meow in so long that it sounded kind of odd.

   Regardless, she gave the little guy a few reassuring scratches behind the ear before pushing the bowl of food towards him. It's worth noting, the food was definitely not canned tuna or cat food. How would she even get that stuff, anyway? For the past century, she'd lived entirely off of food she grew in her own little garden, and that was exactly what she was sharing with this cat now.

         { ✿ } ↠ “Aww, you're so cute..."

         { ✿ } ↠ “I hope you enjoy the food."

   Actually, now that she thought about it, weren't cats meat-eaters? Oops. It's the hard life for a medusae living alone in the woods without ever leaving her house. Hopefully, the little cat would like the food anyway, or he'd be more than a bit disappointed to find out she didn't have anything else to offer.

[themeowthsoutofthebag]

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[themeowthsoutofthebag]

Well, if they had to forage for food, they had to forage for food. To think a single pine tree was all it took to crash the balloon. Maybe they should look into another mode of transportation? But then again… He’d miss seeing his face whenever he hopped into their ride. Maybe they could get a jet with his face painted on instead?

But he’d worry about that later since… Tadaa! Look at what he’d stumbled upon! A nice abandoned little house nestled away all nice and cozy. A quick tug or two at the door made it obvious enough that the place was locked, so in through the window he went.

Oh, wait, what was that?

Shit. Abort mission, I repeat, abort mission, this place wasn’t abandoned after all. He did his best to dive underneath a nearby table before the girl could see him, but, unfortunately, the noise he made while doing so was pretty loud.

[paintedtoday]

   Finishing a good book always felt so nice. There was something about these wonderful, adventurous tales that made her feel warm inside. Perhaps it was merely that she'd never been on an adventure of her own, never venturing outside the confines of these four walls that made up her home, but the stories made her feel closer to the world. Maybe that's why she sometimes felt so sad returning a book to its place on a shelf. The adventure was over.

   However, just as she went to put away her book, she heard noise that startled her so badly she dropped it on the floor. Turning her head to see what had caused the noise, she just noticed a tail as some creature crawled under a table. How silly. She left her window open, of course an animal might climb in. Picking up the book and putting it where it belonged, she decided the best way to draw the cat (or that's what it looked like) out from under the table.

   Having walked to the kitchen, she returned a short moment later with a bowl full of snacks and set it on the floor near the table. Animals came when you offered food, right?

         { ✿ } ↠ “Are you hungry, kitty? I promise I won't hurt you."

[paintedtoday]

   Oh, she'd made a mistake. She'd made such a horrible mistake. All she'd planned to do was walk just a little ways from her house. That family of squirrels had been in such distress that she'd pushed aside her fear of leaving her home in order to go find the animal in trouble. When she had, however, and she'd helped the poor thing out of its situation... Well, she'd found herself in one of her own. She was lost, and the more she wandered, the more lost she became, until she eventually had wandered to the edge of the woods.

   Mary would have turned around. She would have fled back into the cover of the trees and their foliage. Unfortunately for her, just as she'd noticed where she was, she noticed something else as well- A person. A human boy, standing just outside the woods. Fear and instinct kicked in at the same time, and she ducked behind a tree. Just as luck would have it, one of her bare feet snapped a stick beneath it as she moved to hide. If he was unaware of her presence, it wouldn't last long.