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Bird Furious

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  1. He tilted his head at the tree, then rubbed his neck. “I think so. What did that guy want?”
  2. The scientist stared at him. “You’re a Narrator. Of course you are.” She chuckled nervously. He blinked. “No problem.”
  3. “That’s the last thing you do. I should be asking you this stuff.” Oops The scientist stared at him flatly. - Eepy stretched out her claws. “Huge! ‘Normous!” The scientist sighed. “Demeans the image you think they ought to have.” Bat had been thinking. Or trying not to, more accurately. He knew somewhere deep inside that bad things would happen if he thought. Something about him was faltering. Something was unsure. Or maybe he was, as his Author had promised, finally going insane. He stared at the bark of a tree, imagining he saw shapes in it. Happy shapes. No dangerous shapes.
  4. “What makes you think you’re a burden, then?”
  5. She stared at him for a second, then snorted. ”No.”
  6. "Bad and scary!" "Tell me," she snapped, her voice raising.
  7. "Hm? Oh, those mean I'm dizzy..." He shook his head and some of the birds popped. HAH She tilted her head, tapping the book idly. "It's okay. You can tell me." "I'll take my chances, thanks," she said dryly, then poofed into a cloud of crystalline flakes. She reappeared. "Do you really expect them to?" She scoffed. "You can either have a Thread that bends to the needs of the new generation, or you can have a dead Thread passed up by TLPW, whatever that is." "No, the primary purpose of a Narrator is to entertain the Author behind them." She shrugged. "Ask any of the Authors around the Thread today, and refer to my earlier comment." Rose walked through the cavern, hearing the tak of her footsteps coming back to her from the walls. The scientist didn't care all that much. She'd given herself up for dead. A slight fragment of something noble fluttered in her mind, but she shoved it away before it could be made public.
  8. “Didnt mean what?” “…they’re birdies?” He sat up. Comical birds appeared and flew around his head. “Ow.”
  9. A boy with bright red hair and a lot of freckles was hurling through the air. “aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA—“ He crashed into the roof, then slid off onto the ground.
  10. Yeah yeah ik ikikik Faintly, she began to hear a scream from off behind her.
  11. Should we leave them there and maybe start new characters while they’re trialing or whatever?
  12. Hmmmmmmm good question
  13. She nodded and looked away. “…weird. She shrugged. “Maybe magic!”
  14. Symbol was irritated with the Author. She tended to be so. “No! No. No, it’s okay. It’s not your fault…” “I would disagree, with all due respect. You contradict far too many of the stereotypes. But at least that particular Blade isn’t part of your plan, if you could call it a plan.”
  15. Breath Of the Wild I’m doing an online school basically I just set aside an hour specifically and only for schoolwork and I go do that in our home office. So that’s all I have to offer there…
  16. “Yes! Those.” She tilted her head. “Why?” “Yeah. I’m fine.” “I hope she doesn’t,” she said softly. She folded her arms, pursing her lips. “You’re misunderstanding me. Perhaps intentionally. A question, then— if the entire Thread views you as a threat, would the Plotblade truly accept you as Protagonist? You do not seem like one to me, nor do you speak that way. Or act like it, for that matter. Your vision is too wide for you to be the Protagonist. Maybe a protagonist, but never the Protagonist.” She shrugged. “Not that anything I say matters, not when you hold every working of the Thread in the palm of your hand already.“ Coulda told me that, Symbol grumbled. It was a wide cave. Some mushrooms grew here and there, and some growing crystals. I’m guessing this is what you intended— a place familiar to Rose. Lemme know if I misinterpreted.
  17. Uhhhhh ok uh Last week I created a system for doing schoolwork that has been working rly well oh and my choir is going to State and last week I got a video game!!
  18. “Get rid of it or something.” Sorry and thanks She liked being petted. “Fire birds! They die and get undied!”
  19. Better believe it! She’s MY mother :3 tpbm is @Through The Living Glass
  20. He hugged her. “Do you still have some?” “Yay!” She grinned and kept on course through the forest. An orange glow was faintly visible up ahead. Rose regarded him suspiciously. “Hear what?”
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