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Published: 2017-10-15 01:08:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 169; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 0
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-Royal Hatchling-Insecure about her eye since all other royal hatchlings make fun of her for it
-Has an incredible urge to go out and explore the world, but keeps getting placed back into the royal chamber by drones and dronas
-Practices taking care of eggs and bornlings with her mother
-Has a crush on 's Kitsune
-tries sneaking out of the den sometimes at night
Bongo Bongo species belongs to
Original bongo bongo belongs to Nintendo
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I dunno honestly. If they did,then there would have to be more, right?
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I suppose, : ??
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Well, either way, its a Fan-species based off of the Bongo Bongo. :3
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yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!
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XD
Originally i was gonna add faint stripes on her legs and tail, but that can be optional. :3
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*spamming the approve button* okie :3
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I wanna request for you to draw her and kitsune but you might be busy-
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and requests are closed at the time too 0w0;
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But still, since it's your species, you draw her whenever you want. :3
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okie :3
also I'm writing a short story (that's gonna take an eternity to read) for the next deviation I'm posting
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AAAAA SO COOT
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I'm currently writing the rest of it and oh boy- Should I paste what I have so far?
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WARNING; LONG AF
One cold evening when I was merely beating upon my drum that echoes among the emptiness of the Shadow Temple, I sensed a presence of innocents and youth and oh how my blackened heart began to beat with the joy of another victim entering the devastation of the Shadow Temple but however I felt someone else. But it never occurred to me to what this new feeling was and so I ignore it.
I waited oh so patiently in my room below for thee youth of innocents and passion to come below and face me in battle. Their presence was right over head so I turn myself invisible and sat there for the youth to come to me. As they fell into the hole above I caught their mere appearance of black here, a pink dress with light pink polka dots all over and in their hand rested not a weapon but something small and brown and the being holding the object was just a little girl.
My desire of killing quickly faded as I see them land upon my drum and stand up to take a look of the place and realize, they can not go back but I start hearing her call, not by name but with warm hellos hoping for a response from anyone. I could of replied but yetΒ I said nothing and just observed the little girl as I sense her fear rising. The feeling I felt earlier began to grow and it got harder to keep away until it begs for content.
I giveΒ in and became slowly visible to the girl. The little girl's eyes widen and I saw the color of her eyes were a beautiful crystal blue but they get foggy with tears. She is afraid. Not of the blinding darkness that shrouded the room. Not the acidic waters of the dead that lies below the drum. But of me. She fears me.
I felt a triumph of joy of her fear at me however that was quick to die out as I saw her burst into violent tears and curl up into a small ball and wail for her mommy and daddy. Now I just felt guilt of myself for making her cry like this. Many thoughts ran through my brain as I try to see the mistake I was making "She is just a girl with nothing to defend herself with. She's so alone. So afraid." I would think to myself before I slowly hover over to her.
She looks upΒ to me in fear and nearly screamed but she didn't. She instead hid her face among the small ball of brown fur that takes the form of a somewhat bear, However I saw that I was missing an ear and stuffing was leaking from it and its arm missing as well but it was sewn up but a single line of string hanging from where the stiches ended. I feel nothing but guilt for her and her little stuffed bear.
Thoughts of leaving her came to mind "but if she dies here its just gonna make me feel more guilt." I protest in my mind "Its for the better good if I let her go, but this is my only chance of ever gaining a friend. Maybe she'll think I'm nice if I do something."Β I thought quietly and look around but yet I see nothing but darkness, the drum, the girl and the acidic water below. I held back a sigh and slowly reach for the girl that starts cowering away from me but I gently grabbed them and held them in the palm of my hand, oh how the girl shivered and hug that bear tightly in hope that it would save her but with both knew it wouldn't.
I gave her gently strokes with my thumb in hope of calming her down. To my surprise it was actually working, her eyes open once again exposing her beautiful eyes and they locked on with mine, mine only eye being red with eight small pupils aliened in a circle around myΒ main pupil that counted as the ninth.
Oh how that girl giggled at my goofy appearance as she now knows I was harmless, I felt that sense of guilt slowly fading away and that feeling of what I can only assume is true happiness rise within my blackened heart. I placed the girl back down on the grim and lower myself down onto the drum slowly and stared at the young girl who stares back at me with a small smile growing upon her face, lightening up her expression and mine.
I honestly had forgotten what true happiness was but I am thankful for the girl for showing me just whatΒ I needed to feel lively again. The little girl got up and walks towards me, In response I move my head forward towards her and she does something I hadn't expected. She gently grabs one of my petals and strokes it, she giggles as she continuously strokes my velvet soft skin but it puzzles me to my why skin is so soft, as someone to is living among death and shadows I would of thought my skin to be a texture of something dry. I guess I am wrong.
That girl then knelt down and continuously smiles at me as she clearly no longer fears me or my hideous appearance.
"What is your name Mr.?" She asked. I went still for a moment before glancing away "you don't have a name?" I could say something in response but I don't to many words and thoughts are surging through my brain like a hive of angry wasps. I try to think clearly and free my mine of worry but it would seem that of impossibility.
"Call me Bongo Bongo." I spoke to her softly while running my fingernail through her hair and she started giggling
"that's a silly name you have! Bon Bon!" she spoke out in glee, I honestly found the nickname pretty nice as no one had ever called me that before and no one else but her shall call me it. "listen kiddo I don't know how you made it through here but I think its best if you go back home, Its to dangerous to be here. But if you want you can come visit me again." I said as I slowly lifted myself from the drum "I promise to come back again! Here take Mr. Teddy! He'll keep you safe!" She says and holds out the teddy bear to me. I wanted to reject her offer but something tells me I shouldn't, so I take the teddy bear from her hands and set it aside then scoop up the girl into my palm and hoist her up to the hole in the ceiling from one she came "and be safe child." I said to myself as I herd her walk away and her presence becomes weaker and weaker still until I no longer felt it.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA CUTE
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I finished :3
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yeeeeeeeeeee
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*le boop*
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*shooshes*
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*Random Screwball*
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Screwball: o hai
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*threw a screwball with a baseball at a random target* why hello dere :v
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Screwball: *grooms her face like a cat,
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*rolls around*
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Screwball: *lays on yo face(
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Screwy: You floofy.
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*floofs up*
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Screwy: :00
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh
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*screams so loud it shattered paper*
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I can sing so high it shatters paper
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*sings higher that is broke wood*
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Such bootyful-
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*sighs higher, it shatters water*
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Screwy: oH-
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*sang higher, it's shatters plants*
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