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Windchimes barely reacted to the intrusion. Thankfully, the otter was not of the loud, annoying and excessively happy type. Without breaking the music, he smiled politely, eyes crinkling, expressing his profound welcome of the otter to his spot. He slipped out of minor key, instead playing slowly, q...

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Windchimes sat on a hill in the park. He'd come out quite a few hours ago, bringing his large, heavy double bass with him. Idly, he scraped the bow of the instrument across the strings, sending out a sad, mournful tune that seemed to fairly weep at the unfairness of life. *sigh* It was so very peace...

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New color?

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So anyway, posted the Char Sheet

https://www.housepetscomic.com/forums/v ... 576#p72576

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Name: Windchimes Species: Cat (European Burmese)  Age: 4.8 human, 17 pet  Room: Yorkshire Fields (HP)   Appearance-: http://www.cfa.org/breeds/slideshow/slides/16.europeanburmese.html Not much to say other than that. He’s rather long and lanky, contrary to the reference picture. He also plays the st...

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Ack, I can't find them... /me is unobservant and blind IRL But anyway, I remember Tobee had a pizzeria? Could I come in there and play for change? Err, elaborate, right: See, I'm making a character who's a member of Frank's band. (Need to post the character sheet, it's done) He's going to be newly m...

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SO, people with shops...

If they're big enough, would you mind if I brought a character around every once in awhile to play some music, make some change?

Also... did Yorkshire get started already?

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Cornflakes, you think EVERYTHING is shmexy....

Moving on, good writing. Highly descriptive and entirely disturbing. WRITE MORE.

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"Hey there, I'm Frank, said Frank, waving. He sat down at the table.

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Frank was silent, contemplating life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
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Meanwhile, Matt was having a good time with Darin and his parents....

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"Yes. Yes it was. Are we headed to the wolf enclosure then?" asked Frank, scratching his head again.

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Frank blanched.
"Oh... sorry, Rikki. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Err, seeya Kinut, Chiku."

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Frank pushed his paw off, disgruntled at the treatment.
"Hey, I'm not a kitten, you know," he griped. "Come on, are we headed out or not?"

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"I meant, no objections to any plan you may be forming, since i don't have a plan."

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((That worked perfectly, Rockstar. Do't worry about editing))

Frank was still confused, but decided to roll with it.
"Errr.... o... kay... then? I mean, I have no objections, really...."

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Frank gaped. He blinked again.
"Wait.... so you.. Rikki's mother is... what the heck?!" Frank squinted in confusion and waved his arms, trying to grasp the situation.

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Frank blinked. Frank raised an eyebrow. Frank raised the other eyebrow. He blinked again.

"Wait... what?!"

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Frank tried to diffuse the awkward.
"SO ANYWAY. KINUT. Do the zookeepers treat you well?"

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Frank scratched his head.
"Wow.. that's deep. I never thought about it that way." He laughed slightly awkwardly. "Err.. Kinut, was it? Anyway, I don't really think about stuff like that. I've always lived in the moment, y'know?"

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Frank scratched his head. It all made quite a lot of sense, actually. But... "Is that why there've been lotsa reports of feral intrusions over in Yorkshire? I heard a rumor that the city's planning to set up a city wide extermination of ferals or something. Granted it is a rumor and it's probab...

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Frank was almost hopping up and down from curiosity and anticipation. He bit his lip, seeing that this was clearly one of those "Father and son" moments and he shouldn't interject anything. But he wanted to know so BADLY.........

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Frank slowly pulled himself back to his feet with the fence. Hand over hand, he eventually reached a somewhat upright position. Stumbling to his feet and leaning against the fence dazedly, he turned to Rikki. "Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. Rikki, I thought you were born in the wild? What's your dad doi...

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Frank fell over in shock.

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"Well, I suppose you get used to it," mused Frank, leaning on the fence. "May as well make the best of it, y'know?"

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"Yeah. Like I said, didn't much care for them."

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Frank shrugged. "Let's go to the raccoon pens then, if you're game."

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Greg smiled toothily. "Nice to meet ya to, mate. See ya around!"
Frank sighed, crossing his arms behind his head. "Anything else you want to see? I got nothin'."

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"Eh. We crocs ain't ones for mates. We just kinda go with the flow, y'know? If there's a girl says she's up for it, we'll keep her happy, but we don't keep mates. The girls, Meg n' Lucy, ain't feeling to frisky at the moment, if y'know wut I mean, hehe."

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Rikki slowly nodded, speeding up as he understood, " Oh... ok... So it's really far away... So... How is that for you? Being so far from home? Are you happy here? " He looked down at the lizard, wondering what it must be like to live in a cage... "Eh. It's not that bahd, aye. At leas...

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Greg pouted slightly. Dang it, he wanted to see what raccoon tasted like....
"Eh? Tennessay? Where's dat? Austrayia's down south, somewhere, beyond the sea. It's a nice place, plenty of sun to lounge in... fish to catch... small animals to eat...."

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"Sorry chap," said the croc. "Me accent gets in the way a lot. 'm from Auss-trailya, so me english ain't wut you'd call 'propah'. Anyway, the names Greg. Pleased to eat-i mean MEET you, Rikki!"

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'Ze crocodiles swam closer. Rikki happened to be leaning over a part of the fence that was slightly closer to the water then usual. "Well, not much to do in 'ere mate," said one croc. "Me girlies here aren't too interesting durin' the daye, and the fool zoo-keepah ain't scheduled to d...

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Frank scratched his head. "It's kinda hard to explain. It'll make more sense when we get there. Which is here. So really I should say: it should make more sense now that you can see them." He pointed at the large, scaly, lizardy things floating lazily about but eyeing them with considerabl...

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"Ehh... they're a type av reptile. The catch them in Australia and then ship em' over in airplanes," said Frank, strolling down the path. "Big fellas, 10 feet long at maturity. Could probably bit one-a us in half in one fell swoop."

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"Ehh..... this way," said Frank, leading the way down a path to their right.

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Frank shrugged.

"Never really was that enthusiastic about zoos. We can go wherever, I guess. Maybe the crocodile pens, if they have any here?"

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So meanwhile....

Frank sighed, scuffing the ground with a foot. He had a sudden thought.
"Say Rikki, isn't there some leash law for the zoo?"

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Cool! Thx for the heads up.

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-reserves a spot-
-goes to make charactersheet-

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"Oh..." Darin held onto Rikki's hand tightly, he was afraid of what he was soon going to see. I hope we aren't in a very small place. We'll get food, and won't have to worry about going hungry, and I'll be with my pack again... He sighed, trying to look at the bright side. Matt and Frank ...

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