I Am Groot

Groot was born on Planet X, the capital of the branch worlds, as a Flora Coloussu sapling, but today he spends most of his time with Rocket Raccoon and the Guardians of the Galaxy. Though his language is deeply complex, few hear more than "I am Groot."

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New Year's Celebrations : New Year's Eve Around the World : Travel Channel

Happy New Year! Watch the skies light up in as Travel Channel takes a look at some of the most festive New Year's celebrations around the world, including Paris, Sydney, Berlin, Toronto, Hong Kong and Rotterdam.

“I am Groot.” 

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Favorite part of your daily routine?

“I am Groot!

Groot starts each morning by reading the Earthly newspapers and magazines he’s begged Rocket to pick up for him–it’s a drain on their resources (who knew magazines could be so expensive), but Groot thrives on having all the knowledge available to him at his fingertips. After reading, he tried Peter’s earth drinks, realizes yet again that he does not like them, then does the stretches he hopes will extend his roots–so far, it has not worked. 

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Whomping Groot || Harry Potter AU

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Groot, dear. Please don’t splash the students. They have a free afternoon to prepare for exams, you have my word they aren’t late for class.

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“I am Groot!” 

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Whomping Groot || Harry Potter AU

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Monster Mash || OPEN

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Hearing the tiny ‘I am Groot’ made Fitz smile, casting his gaze downwards long enough to shoot Groot a small wink. He loved him, and he barely knew him beyond a promise to recycle and an adorably awesome little alien. And with being an adorable little alien, certain assisting had to be done on Leo’s part… like pulling out a stool for the lil’ guy at the bar. 

The place was buzzing, and Leo was happy to have a second with Groot before the barman could come over and ask for orders. He could help Groot decide without being rushed by someone. Scouring over the bottles, Fitz had already decided on a run and coke, but he had no idea what the guardian would want. Would alcohol on Earth even taste remotely similar to alcohol in the galaxy?

Fitz felt a small poke, looking back to Groot with a small grin. “Sorry, I was thinkin’ in tha clouds. What’s up?” He heard the similar phrase easily enough, but deciphering it was a bit harder. Leo looked at Groot’s gaze- his clothes- and then tried piecing it together. “I’m a detective’s assistant. Ma friend, Grant, is tha detective. But he’s out doin’ somethin’. What did ya carve into your pumpkin, Groot?” 

He hadn’t managed to look at the actual carving, as much as he had wished he could. He was intrigued at what Groot would carve, considering it more important than anything else around them.

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Groot surveyed Fitz’ clothes with interest. He had seen many the fantastical creature that night—dragons and knights, princesses and superheroes. It was quite confusing at first, seeing so many Captain Americas and Hulks but finding himself ignored when he tried to reach out to the Earthly heroes he had heard so much about; eventually, Groot had learned better, added “costume” and “fan” to his list of Earthly words. Now, looking at Fitz—dressed in a more unique costume than many Groot had set eyes on so far—he couldn’t help but smile, clapping his small hands together in excitement. He had met many detectives in his time; there was always some wise man ready to help at a port or alien planet, and while not all could be trusted, they were all certainly interesting. With his great intelligence and kind demeanor, Fitz seemed suited for the occupation.

While he pulled the menu close, Groot propped his pumpkin up against the bar and turned its face to Fitz. It was a classic Jack O’Lantern—the sort Groot had read about in his books on Earth and his internet exploration. (Of course, the internet always had far too may options for anything one might like to do, but Groot had weeded through the elaborate designs to find the most common, the most “Earthly” and traditional to complete his cultural know-how.) He tried to explain this to Fitz, smiling widely and excitedly as he relayed his great knowledge on Earthly practices. He had, after all, been studying.

Finally finding a drink that he actually recognized, Groot pointed to the selection on the menu and said, quite clearly to the bar tender, “I Am Groot,” but it was no use.

“And I am busy,” said the man, gruffly. “What do you want?”

Groot sighed, summoning all his concentration and pointing to the drink again. He cleared his throat and said, slowly, sure to enunciate every word, “I am Groot.” The bartender glared, and Groot looked to Fitz for help, small eyes growing larger in his frustration.

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Happy times, huh? They do call me Party Hardy.

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[capsrogers]

I hope that means you’ll be there. Any snack requests?

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Uh Hey there, Groot. I go by Felicia.

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Post Halloween Madness || Peter and Groot

Peter had gotten used too having Groot around. He started using his phone a lot more for video chatting and was getting more and more caught up on new technology.

Still on a mission, Peter decided to do some snooping around the city in the early morning on November 1st. Clubs let out and the streets we’re filled with heavily intoxicated people. Part of peter wished that he was doing the walk of shame with the the party-goers. 

“Groot buddy, you should see all these costumes. Some are crazy clever and others are super tight and short which is just as great,” he said as he sat on a park bench and watched the crowds.

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Groot had been left on ship—an all too regular occurrence what with his legs being only four inches tall, and his once terrifying demeanor stooped into a single squeak.  Sitting on the other side of Rocket’s computer, Groot watched now as the Halloween party-goers trampled across the phone screen in Peter’s world, all beautiful and colorful, bright, and everything that was unique and interesting and oh-so compelling about Earthly life. Groot wanted to be a part of it all. “I am Groot!” he said, the crease of his brow and clench of his tiny fist the only indications that he could muster to tell Peter he wanted out. He wanted to walk the streets, sit on Peter’s shoulders and see the night after for himself.

From the moment they’d landed on this blue and green planet, Groot had been consumed with excitement. He’d read every book he could get his branches on, researched whatever the internet could provide, and asked Peter so many questions—not that the man ever truly understood—that Groot was sure he was well on his way to becoming an Earth expert. Holidays and parties? Those were the foundations of culture. He had to be there.

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Inktober day 3: #groot makes a great selfie stick. #rocketraccoon is not happen about the bad pun. #sorrynotsorry

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What's your favorite picture of yourself?

[From the artist here: http://saracatania.tumblr.com/post/130429806806]

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“I’ve seen the internet articles about it too!  So many different theories out there. I haven’t seen that video where he was added yet though, going to check that out!”

“Any theories yourself on where he is?  I hope he hasn’t turned to the dark side!”

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“I am Groot!”

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Okay?

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I am Groot!