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You are afew days old, You are lay in your crib. Your mother lent over the side, smiling. Her smile was sugar sweet, and eyes candycane pink. You knew you was not a normal baby. "Sweet dreams sweetheart". Your mother says, leaning over the crib and kissing your forhead. Her lips were soft and smelt of strawberrys. She left the room, and you shut your small eyes. You suddenly felt somthing, You looked in your mirror above your crib and you had grown big, fluffy wings out of your back. What colour where they?
A) Black
B) Pink
C) White |
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You have pure white, fluffy wings. They tickled your back, You smiled. You picked up your action man, It was white, with brown eyes. It had an army uniform on, with a badge. It was sparkley and gold. You pick it up and move it about then put it back at the side of you. You blink your big cute eyes, and try and sit up. You fail, falling back down on your back. You hear your mum walking around downstairs, "Pure white wings, Supersonic hearing, Cool". You think to yourself. You wonder what other powers you could have, You decide not to worry about that for the moment, Do you?
A) Snuggle with your action man.
B) Try and Fly.
C) Go to sleep. |
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You flap your fluffy white wings like mad, You float up abit, smilnig and feeling proud, but then lose power and get pulled back down to earth. You fall in your crib, landing on your soft blue blanket. You push your body back under, squirming like a worm. You get snuggled and warm again, you know your mum wont be up till tomorrow, Do you?
A) Sleep
B) Hug with your action man.
C) Lay awake staring at the ceiling. |
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You lay awake staring at the ceiling. Your eye lids start to hurt because of the lights flickering. Your eyelids suddenly feel heavy, a sensation that you have never felt before. You keep forcing them open, but its too much. They close, and you drift off to sleep.
~Next Morning~
You awake, your mother sat next to your cot, smiling. Her candyfloss pink eyes have turned an icy blue. She is proud. You knew your mothers eyes were like mood rings, they changed to the emotion she felt. Blue was calm, Icy Blue was calm and proud. You flickered your wings three times and your mum said "My little angel has grown perfect pure white fluffy wings". She says, smiling proudly. A tear drop drips down her eye, no not tears of sadness;tears of happieness. Your mum picks you out of your cot, "Foodtime". She says, bringing you downstairs, She gives you a bottle of milk, you drink it and then she places you on the play rug to play. You lay on your back underneath a strange object with things on sticks. Do you play with the?
A) Rattle
B) Small Mirror
C) Cry for your teddy to play too.
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You look in your small mirror, Your button nose, Perfect big black eyes. You smile, You feel content, shutting your eyes for a second. There is a loud bang, Instead of scaring you it exites you. You clap your tiny little hands together, then your mum comes over to your little mat and picks you up. "Do you wanna learn to fly?". She asks you, her candyfloss pink eyes seem to sparkle. Do you?
A) Nod, as if to say yes.
B) Shake your head as if to say no.
C) Shrug. |
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Yes, it'd be awesome to fly. |
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Ooc; Your character is a boy, so A is most suitable, but you choose.
You not vigorusly. She smiles, lifting you up. She walks around the room with you in her hands, holding you high. You think it was awesome. "But i really want to fly!". You thought in your little mind. You did not mind too much, you was having enough fun now. "Don't worry, You will be able to fly when you are older". She said, as if she understood what you said. You smile, feeling contempt she puts you on the sofa. "What do you want to watch?". She asks, smiling. Her candyfloss eyes glisten when she see's you. She sits on the sofa, placing you on her lap. She puts three films on the TV, "Push your little finger on one, two or three". She says, holding the TV remote infront of your tiny, stubbed fingers. "Number one is 101 Dalmations". She continues, knowing what to say "Number two is Teletubbies and Tweenies". She pauses, checking the last one "And three is fairyland". You feel special, not knowing what one to push. What one do you push?
A) Number one, 101 Dalmations.
B) Number two, Tweenies and Teletubbies.
C) Number three, Fairyland. |
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Ooc; I did, unless you mean this choice. If so then I already was.
101 Dalmations. |
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Ooc; If you choose the movies, they will be three totally different ones, Proberbly more boy-ish.
You push your tiny, stubby fingers on number one. "101 dalmations, My favorite". Your mother says, her candyfloss eyes glow. It looks as thought they sparkle. You feel happy, leaning back to watch the movie. You really like it, "Best movie ever". Is all that runs round your tiny, innocent little brain. You smile, sweetly. You feel your mothers heartbeat, on your tiny head. Her chest feels as thought its moving. 'BumpBump...BumpBump' you hear coming out of her chest. You wonder what it is, not knowing its a heartbeat. You lean back, feeling contempt to watch the rest of the movie.
~After the movie~
You yawn, your cute little face drops. You feel sleepy. Your mother gives you a small bite of her bread with chocolate spread on, as its only early and you want to keep awake. You sit up, feeling alert. "What do you want to do sweetie?". She asks, She knows you can not reply. "I have a idea". She says, turning of the television. "Press the number you want". She says. "One is to Play with Mummy". She then pauses, and thinks before saying "Two is to pretent to fly". She knows what to say next, she then continues "and number three is to pick another film". She holds the remote infront of your tiny, little fingers. She does it like she did last time. You smile, knowing its all upto you. You glance at each number individually, as if you know what she is saying. You do, but she may not know that. What number to you press?
A) Number one, to play a game with your mummy.
B) Number two, to pretend to fly.
C) Number three, to watch another movie with your mummy. |
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You push number two, She frowns slightly. "Again". She thinks, but you can hear it. "Another power found out!". You think, slightly sad. She picks you up, and runs around the house with you, you giggle and pretend to fly, flapping your big wings about. She goes back and sits on the sofa. "Story book time!". She says, picking three books out of a big book pile. "What one do you want?". She asks, putting them each on the sofa. "Point to it". She says, holding you near to the books. You dont know what to choose. Do you pick?
A) The story of the lonley angel.
B) The actionman adventures.
C) When the evil attack..
Ooc; All stories will be wrote chapter by chapter, you read one chapter each night, they will proberbly be long. I'll be best at A or C. |
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Pick C, it sounds more fun. :D |
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Ooc; Beware. This will be long, VERY LONG. I wrote this story once, when i was bored. Its quite good, but long. |
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(A baby a few days old wouldn't even has its eyes opened yet.) |
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kopakaJoin Date: 2007-12-14
Post Count: 12448 |
( Kirby is Correct.) |
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(Uh,that's non-human animals,that is a fail,and great job btw.) |
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(How many baby superheros do you two know?) |
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Ooc; It's saying its against the rules...Its days like this i want to move to maddcoms... |
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Ooc; I'm going to get the url for maddcomms and i'll post the story theree... |
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