[Video]

Dec. 14th, 2011 09:27 pm
pterosaur: (💔Quickly lost)
[Just a shot of snow, which would be pristine if she hadn't written on it by dragging a stick through, deeply enough to show dead leaves underneath. The words are visible enough, but it's just this one part which is in frame.]

-nd ran away from:
family
school
the old crew
everyone I knew
my own species
my world
and people who n[the rest is cut off.]
pterosaur: (🌱And what have I left?)
The radio opened with the buzz of insects and a couple sets of mismatched footsteps.  One, clumsily bipedal.  The other, a limping quadruped.  Almost immediately there was the whap and crunch of an insect losing to a beak.

"You're disgusting."  The voice belonged to a girl of about thirteen or fourteen.  It had a sort of odd quality to it, and was overlaying a quieter series of grunts, squawks, and chirping noises, with clicks scattered about.

The next voice was Above's, overlaying more cawing and vaguely avian noises than she made these days.  "At least I don't drag vines around with me for miles and floss with them -"

"Maybe you should!"

The Teens Time Forgot, reunited. )

[Dinoverse, pages 204-206, slightly modified. The language geas may or may not do interesting things to 'Quetzalcoatlus', which is based on a god's name which means 'plumed serpent' or 'precious twin', depending. That telepathy may have (mostly) come through, but her responses still won't.  Because I find it funny.]

Profile

pterosaur: (Default)
"Horizon" Janine Farehouse

November 2015

S M T W T F S
12 34567
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
2930     

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 20th, 2017 09:42 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios