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Post by Lappi on Jan 4, 2003 9:23:52 GMT -5
What's borovan?
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Post by Patjade on Jan 4, 2003 9:26:07 GMT -5
A fictitious drink, made up, presumably, by Adam. It is his username on Neopets.
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Post by Lappi on Jan 4, 2003 9:44:18 GMT -5
Okie... so it's a drink? Does anybody know any Neopian porridge?
EDIT: Could it be like porridge or something? Ah, never mind.
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Post by Lappi on Jan 4, 2003 10:40:50 GMT -5
Inside the neohome was much warmer than outside, and Golda was even more relieved to see a small, civilized building, instead of the dark trees of the Haunted Woods.
The neohome was like a miniature version in which Golda lived in. Everything in it was smaller, the table, the door, the chairs. Golda was a very young Chia, so she was able to go through the door, which was just right for her size, and sit at a table, which was about as big as a coffee table.
While ruffling her hair and straightening her dress, Golda could smell the sent of hot borovan steaming from small bowls on the table. She looked around and when she saw that nobody was there, she decided to eat some. Her stomach was as empty as an abandoned cave, and as she reached for the wooden spoon in the bowl, her stomach growled.
She grabbed the spoon hungrily and dipped it into the bowl. She scooped up a bit and stuffed it into her mouth, and then she realized it truly was <i>hot</i> borovan. Golda quickly dropped the spoon on the floor and began feeling a burning sensation on her tongue. It was definitely the hottest pot of borovan she’d ever tasted!
When Golda felt well enough to try another bite, she glanced at the other two bowls set on the table. They were both smaller, one only a bit, and the other about half the size of the bowl she had just eaten from.
She reached for the medium sized bowl and touched the outside of the container. It felt very cool indeed, and Golda’s tongue still stung, so she decided to take a spoon-full of it. The borovan was <i>much</i> colder than she expected, but at least it cooled down her tongue. She took one more, and decided it was too much for her, since she was getting major brain freezes.
When Golda gathered enough courage, she took a small spoon of the last, small bowl. The borovan reached her mouth, and she could taste it. It was absolutely wonderful! It was such a delight, and the most delicious bowl of borovan she’d ever tasted! She took another spoon full, and then another. And she took more and more, until there was no more borovan left in the bowl.
Golda sighed, and walked around the house. She was extremely exhausted, so she wandered round, searching for a place to rest. Then she found small chairs to sit on. Since she was only a child, she was small enough to fit on it.
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Post by sollunaestrella on Jan 4, 2003 11:38:16 GMT -5
<p>Tentatively, she hopped up onto the biggest of three cushions on the chair. She looked down at it, then repositioned herself. The cushion, she found, was as hard as a rock. She glared at it and glided herself over onto the next one.</p> <p>Although it wasn't as big, it was much softer. She sighed contentedly until the pillow suddenly sagged, and all Golda could feel was the cold, hard chair under a thin pillowcase. Puzzled, she studied the pillow. The stuffing had separated to the sides.</p> <p>With a roll of her eyes, she shoved that pillow to the side and tried the smallest one. She settled on the cushion, and her eyes lit up. It was perfect; it wasn't too hard of soft.</p> <p>She tiredly began to rock back and forth in the tiny chair to music she heard inside her head.</p> <p>A loud crack pinched her ears and sent her flying out of her daydream. She let out a shriek as she tumbled over, sharp splinters of snapped wood pricking her aching, tired body.</p> <p>As soon as she came to a stop, Golda gingerly picked herself up. The chair was totally broken. She winced, but shrugged it off. She had to find another good place to rest. Her joints ached insufferably from her long walk, and her eyes were beginning to droop.</p>
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Post by Lappi on Jan 4, 2003 11:44:42 GMT -5
Okie!! I just want to edit one part.
Tentatively, she hopped up onto the biggest cushion of the chair. She looked down at it, then repositioned herself. The cushion, she found, was as hard as a rock. She glared at it and glided herself over onto the next one.
Edit in bold.
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Post by sollunaestrella on Jan 4, 2003 11:46:24 GMT -5
Okie!! I just want to edit one part. Tentatively, she hopped up onto the biggest cushion of the chair. She looked down at it, then repositioned herself. The cushion, she found, was as hard as a rock. She glared at it and glided herself over onto the next one. Edit in bold. OK!
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Post by Lappi on Jan 4, 2003 12:18:38 GMT -5
After walking aimlessly around the house for many minutes, Golda finally decided to explode upstairs. She crept along the stairway, her small paw along the railing, in case she fell asleep while walking.
Slowly but steadily, she walked up the stairs and across the hall. On her way, she saw a room full of toys, a bathroom, and finally, a bedroom. In the bedroom were desks and chairs, lamps, and other things. There was a large window with beautiful curtains, which let a bit of shade come into the room.
After admiring the room, Golda finally lay on a bed. It had three pretty pink pillows on it, and she sleepily fell on one of them, before realizing that they were exactly like the cushions on the rocking chair downstairs.
“Ouch!” cried Golda, her body narrowly missing a hard pillow.
She touched it gently, and felt that it was cold like a stone, and eventually, she noticed it actually <i>was</i> made of stone. The one on the other end was extremely soft, so she placed it on top of the rock-hard pillow. In the middle was the good pillow. It wasn’t too soft, squishy, hard, or cold. It was just right.
Not long afterward, Golda fell asleep, not aware of the danger that would occur.
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Post by Lappi on Jan 5, 2003 10:08:27 GMT -5
Could I start Little Red Riding hood? Or should we finish this first...? Are you even writing? O.O Nevermind
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Post by sollunaestrella on Jan 5, 2003 10:14:37 GMT -5
Sure, you can start it!
I haven't finished Goldilocks yet, but I'm going to hopefully today. First, I'm going to catch up here, then do my homework, and then buckle down and write.
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Post by Lappi on Jan 5, 2003 10:22:19 GMT -5
Ok, I'm going to start. A kyrii or usul?
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Post by sollunaestrella on Jan 5, 2003 10:25:14 GMT -5
I thought she was going to be a BaaBaa or PetPet of some sort because Balthazar would be the wolf.
Anyway works, though.
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Post by Lappi on Jan 5, 2003 10:29:36 GMT -5
Ohh... right... petpet... okie. I'll check, don't worry.
EDIT: Should little red riding hood be a collab?
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Post by sollunaestrella on Jan 5, 2003 13:45:58 GMT -5
I just sent in the first four....
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Post by Lappi on Jan 5, 2003 16:27:12 GMT -5
O.O Noo! You're making me neverous and shakey! e_e What if we don't make it because I wrote it too!? What if they forget to give me a trophy? What if the site goes down again? What if.. Ok, that's fine by me! I hope you fixed up the Snowbunny and the Turdle one...
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