@yellowpuppet
'Well done for your birth. On this day...sometime ago.'

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@yellowpuppet
'Well done for your birth. On this day...sometime ago.'
@yellowpuppet sent:
“ I think it’s all quite confusing but I’m prepared to figure this out.” / charged
"I think I'd say the same thing about you," Marsha says as she looks at Doi.
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@yellowpuppet :
“ wow you guys’ are one those guys with one of themselves just like me!” For the twins!
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"Huh?" TJ blinks, seeming to take a few moments for himself to process the comment as his ears twitch and angle repeatedly, taking in their surroundings.
"I think they means 'cause we look the same-" PJ mumbles to his brother.
"Oh yeah!" TJ puffs his chest out, ears perking forward. The larger twin wraps a wing around PJ, and in turn, PJ puts a wing around TJ's back.
"We're brothers! I'm TJ and he's PJ! We're the coolest bats in the whole world, 'cause we're training to be daredevils!" The bat pup boasts.
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[CHALLENGE] - our muses have a sand castle building challenge
Fun in the sun! (Still accepting)
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Harold didn’t anticipate getting into a building battle with another kid but here he was! Getting cheered on by George as he sculpted sand with extreme precision. He didn’t know how it happened really. One hour before, George and Harold both made it to the beach for some sun fun and relaxing away from Krupp. Now, Harold was competing in a beach wide contest against another kid in yellow.
Harold was a great visual builder and creative. Using his hands to mold and shape things into pieces of art was his bread and butter.
In contrast to George who prefers writing as his creative outlet.
But, as he sculpted each tower and pillar of sand, he didn’t mind the patches of sand sticking to his skin. Sticking to his swim trunks. He was in the zone. He didn’t even SPEAK! He merely held a determined face as handfuls of sand go on his creation.
“Cmon Harold!! You can do it!!” George yelled, grinning widely and cheering into the bright blue sky. “Just a minute left!” He shouted, pumping his fists up as energy filled the others body.
"Um,...I 'fink I'm really lost. There's no walls and it's so bright out here."
"Yeah, the sun will do that," Marsha said bluntly. Who was this Alphabet Lane reject anyway? She has never really seen anything or anyone like Doi up until now. "Where are you from?"
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Flapping wings aggressively! 'I am not a bloody pigeon!'
Happy birthday!!! We’re both Gemini!!!
Thank you so much, Sav!! That's why you're my best friend!!