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 Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 2:45 pm
(( This RP is open to everyone but preferred to keep any adults parents of children or middle stage kidlets. If their kidlets have grown to adults, please refrain from joining in. We don't wanna scare the little ones too much, okay? o uo;; ))
A sanctuary for new parents and children of the sort is what lies here, the Nursery. A bit off from the Teritia glades, out of originating lands, down a lit path of daffodils and dahlias lies an area surrounded by a wooden fence that has never been seen around these parts. One can clearly see the paint peeling from the weather as well as clear claw marks of children wanting to leave and explore. Inside there is a sheltered area and an open field filled with toys, towels and other baby needs taken from the humans. The glowing light inside the rest shelter is soothing.
As one approaches slowly, you can hear the playful laughter of young ones prancing here and there; generally being a headache to mothers, fathers and caretakers throughout the land. But here, beyond the playground and resting area are clueless parents as well as knowledgeable ones through experience. Here is a place to put aside differences between species, likes, dislikes and do what is best to let their kind grow into future generations.
But as of now, the Nursery welcomes parents and children alike with open gates...
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 2:53 pm
In the corner away from the toys and fun things sat little Marco. This place was completely new to him. He peered around emotionlessly and seemingly bored. Most of the places that he went to were different besides next to his dad or in his momma's arms. His eyes drooped a little as he sat waiting for his parents to take care of him or for his sisters to bother him. He sort of hated how they were so peppy. All. The. Time. But they were family and as the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. He just wished that they'd be hyper somewhere else away from him.
He squinted his eyes more while his head jolted as it dropped slightly. He couldn't sleep now. Well, he could, but he didn't want to. He wanted to wait for his parents to sleep with him. He yawned and pushed his glasses to rub the water from his eyes as he lay down and drooped his ears. 'it can't hurt to close my eyes for a little bit, right?' he thought to himself as the scene of the nursery playing field turned to a blur and then it was just the back of his eyelids.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 11:02 pm
Ahhh- so many other gladiers!
Chloë looked around somewhat frantically, trying to spot her parents, sisters, or brother somewhere in the Nursery. She had never once been away from them before, and she was starting to get just a little scared..
Aoud, she whimpered, wishing her brother were here. Adara, Chione..
Sulking, she flopped down on the ground... next to a boy with glasses.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:01 pm
Sampson gazed at the pitiful nursery with a content and mischevious, if not somewhat disgusted expression. He sat under the lousy tree the caretakers were supposed to be while greeting eager parents.
"Stupid owner," he mumbled under his breath, "Why would chii do this to me? Why make me spend countless hours with drooling, dribbling children? Oh yes, 'responsibility this' and 'grow up thattt~' bahumbug."
He glanced around at the clearing. Only two children had shown up so far, and he hoped it would stay that way. He couldn't stand the thought of caring for children. With their whiny attitudes, loud shrieks, and how no matter how many times you washed their hands, they always seemed to be covered in something sticky. For some odd reason, they always loved him though. He lazily got up onto his paws.
Oh well, time to teach these babies what growing up is all about~
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:17 pm
Marco, a little bit cranky that he was woken up, began to bring forth tears to his eyes. He was young and like every baby, he needed more hours to catch some Zs. He pouted his lips and looked over to the girl who seemed not much older, but clearly not his age, next to him. He looked into the distance and saw an adult who was seemed like he was lazing about. He turned back to the girl and said "who're you?" he said a little bit unfriendly. He didn't want to come out as that way, but he was just upset that he was woken up and that his momma and daddy weren't by his side. Secretly in his mind, he didn't mind having someone around. At least it would help him pass the time.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 2:37 am
Blinking, and somewhat nervous, Chloë turned to the younger gladier.
I'm... Chloë, she said; Did I wake you up? I.. I didn't mean to.. Umm, are you new here, too? I lost my parents and siblings somewhere, so.. do you mind if I stay here with you?
Mentally she facepalmed- it was so hard to talk to people she'd never seen before! She hoped the boy wasn't angry at her, for waking him up!
Even scarier, though, was probably that somewhat unhappy-looking gladier sitting under that tree over there...
She hoped her parents would come for her soon.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 3:19 pm
Samson took one final breathe of crisp air before plunging into what he expected would be a living hell. He mumbled to himself a bit more before getting up and moving towards the babies.
Without quite looking at them, he said, "Look kidd-os. I don't want to be here any more than you do. So let's..." he paused for a moment to shudder, then continued, "get along."
No sooner had he spoken the words had he wanted to take them back. Implying that he could actually like these ... creatures ... was just ludicrous.
"Are there any questions or..." suddenly he was at a loss for words. Samson didn't know anything about caring for children, let alone babies. He sighed and continued, "I don't know, anything you want to do?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 6:58 pm
He couldn't say no. It was rude to no matter what mood he was in. "You can stay." He said as he blinked his eyes slowly; not really wanting to open them again. "I don't really care at all." He added without a hint of neither hostility nor seriousness in his tone of voice. The voice of another made him open them again to stare at the larger adult standing before them. As the adult spoke about how they could ask him for help, he yawned to himself. He tried to hide it in his paws, but anyone could tell that Marco was indeed, yawning. It wasn't that this gladier bored him, but he wanted to rest and perhaps curl up to someone warm while dozing off to sleep.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 11:58 pm
Tordu tumbled into the nursery all glum and bummed. One trip to the next if he wasn't careful he'd be covered in bruises. Mousse wasn't here and Tordu sighed He'd just recently met him but it was someone his age... well kinda his age that he knew. He was being shoved off in this daycare thing while the older glaiders he lived with went off on adventures. 'The nursery is a safer place for you since your so clumsy' he remembered Luptator's words he'd said it in confidence with no remorse for how he said it. Tordu was clumsy and it was a fact but by far he was still the beesnees in his Book. He'd walk like was the shiz and sometimes pull it off as intentional.
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 4:13 pm
Samson glanced at the gladier who was sound asleep with utter contempt. If there was one thing he hated, it was being ignored. Oh no you don't he thought.
Samson turned to the other, quieter gladier. "Fetch me some water, will you? Theres should be a bucket or SOMETHING around here, right?" he said.
Samson then swiveled to see another baby (could he really be called a baby with the way he carried himself?) looking him straight in the eyes. "Oh? And just who do we have here Mr. I'm-so-important?" samson grumbled.
It had only been ten minutes, at most, and already he longed to be somewhere, anywhere away from here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 11:22 am
Chloë pets the younger gladier on the head, the same way her parents used to when they were getting her to go to sleep. He- she doesn't know his name, yet- he looks so sleepy, almost.. cute, trying to hide his yawn.
I'm a big sister now, she thinks to herself. I'll protect him from the scary guy!
As if on cue, the big gladier turned to her, asking for water. She doesn't like his attitude very much, but she doesn't dare to say anything, for fear that he might attack her, or something. Neither gentle and sweet like mommy, nor calm but cuddly like daddy-- she doesn't know what to make of him, but that thought brings her back to wondering where her family is, and she whimpers softly, cuddling closer to the baby gladier.
What's your name? she asks, hoping he hasn't fallen asleep again. I'm Chloë.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 1:01 pm
Marco, having almost fallen asleep, was awoke again. But this time it wasn't from the entrance of another, but rather by his own curiosity and not wanting to sleep now that gladiers were coming and there was more to do. There was now a lovable older sister, a mean adult who he thought was out to get them and a curious looking newcomer.
As the slightly older Gladier pet him gently, he almost let out a comfortable murmur, but he held back his urge and just rubbed his eyes. "Marco. That's what my sisters call me." He replied to Chloe in a sleepy tone of voice.
At the request of the adult, he wasn't really pleased. He was used to being treated rather than having his momma or daddy order him to do things. Marco got to his short legs and toddled over to the adult. He sat on his hind legs with difficulty and used his front paws to pat this male's mind legs. "i dun know where the water is." He said as he peeked through the glass of his spectacles, over into the distance to see a red headed Gladier. It seemed as though the adult wasn't fond of the newcomer.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 6:47 pm
Tordu looked at the attitude-giving adult and scrunched his face. "I'm Tordu and I don't much like you." Tordu shook his head and looked to the other glaiders one that was his size and one slightly smaller. The one his size had really pretty hair though he'd not be distracted by it. The other one wore some glasses that he though would look snazzy so to speak on Luptator.
Tordu shook his head and looked about again. He'd pull off this nursery thing with ease. His red hair danced over his Horns hiding them at times. He'd be a bad person to head butt. "I want to play a game. Anyone want to play a Game too?
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 5:27 am
Sisters? You have.. sisters, too? I kind of lost mine.. I don't know where my family went. She watched as Marco walked up to the adult- how brave! It looked like there was someone else who didn't seem to like the adult Gladier, too- a red-headed boy her age who was looking this way.
Heya, Tordu, she greeted him, somewhat shyly. ((I hope I heard his name right, she thought)) I'm Chloë- and this here is Marco. Pulling herself to her feet, she blushes slightly, still somewhat unused to talking to strangers.
What kind of game d'you want to play?
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 12:05 pm
Tordu perked up he was super excited but he tried his best not to look it. "Hey Chloe, and uh...Marco..." He cocked his head at the smaller glaider he also had head phone to go with his glasses it was cool. Tordu while examining the smaller one didn't catch chloe's blush, but he brought his attention back to her when see spoke about the game he'd asked about. He cocked his head in thought "Well what games to ya'll know?"
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