Candledile
World Builders
Supreme Resident Furry
To lose everything and finally come out with a decent ending; feels good finally.
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Post by Candledile on Mar 2, 2016 4:37:24 GMT -5
The crocodile nodded and stashed away the notebook and pencil into his hoodie's front pocket. It was a bit unraveled and the stitches were coming loose, but hopefully the notebook would be safe enough while they were dealing with planty stuff.
He held up his hands casually and stretched out his tiny fingers, as a sort of signal that he was rarin' to go and plant some seeds.
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saltcipher
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 2, 2016 4:50:00 GMT -5
Zeltain was practically vibrating as they floated over to their patch of earth, the Candledile 's enthusiasm only feeding their own excitement. They rooted through their utility belt and the many pockets of their work pants, pulling out a couple pouches here and there. "Alright speedbump; you don't mind if I call you speedbump right? Anyways- what we're going to do here is I'm gonna hand you the seeds and I'm gonna float ahead and make holes for them! All you gotta do is waddle on behind me and sprinkle a couple seeds in each hole and cover them up!"
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Candledile
World Builders
Supreme Resident Furry
To lose everything and finally come out with a decent ending; feels good finally.
Posts: 110
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Post by Candledile on Mar 2, 2016 4:59:52 GMT -5
The Candledile made a soft snort at the nickname that was now in circulation for him. He would have to get used to it, as it now sat on top of a big pile of childish nicknames that he had accumulated. He readied his little hands for saltcipher to put the different seeds he wanted planted into. He was prepared to get dirty, though it wasn't like the kid wasn't already covered in dirt and other things from the outside world.
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saltcipher
Matchstick
hurl me into a vat of tea
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 3, 2016 16:46:00 GMT -5
Zeltain handed off the few pouches to the Candledile before beginning to ramble on again. "So the velvet bag has goldenseal seeds, the blue has milk thistle, the green has valerian and the gold has basil- we'll just do two rows, each one being half of one seed." The demon rose up to float over the fresh soil, pulling out another small sack with some sort of dust in it. "Ready?"
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Candledile
World Builders
Supreme Resident Furry
To lose everything and finally come out with a decent ending; feels good finally.
Posts: 110
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Post by Candledile on Mar 31, 2016 14:16:43 GMT -5
The small crocodile nodded vigorously, almost seeming excited to throw some seeds around. He tossed the latter three bags that saltcipher handed him into his big hoodie pocket, and began to pull out a few of the small kernels into his little claws. Admittedly, he really wanted to eat a seed and see what it tasted like, but he knew that it would just taste like a charred mess like always.
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