Adopt Me Please...(neopets)

[Jocelyn Spicer]

The young korbat looked at the cage with an ogrin. She saw he was rainbow. Anyone with a color like that would have been immediatly vaporized at the space station. "Whoa. I didn't know pet colors like that exsisted. Looks good on you." She wasn't used to seeing any other colors besides the basic and mutant. "What's your name? And if you know anyone else's name, can you tell me? I only know Denis's name."[/i]

[White_Wolf]

Vin raised an eyebrow at the young korbat. "Thanks, I think. You know... I was actually green. At least, I think I was green... I don't really know how I ended up rainbow." He shuffled his paws a little, "Anyway, my name is Vin. From what I've gathered the spunky kid over there-" he montioned his head towards a red xweetok "is Tyronius..." He paused for a moment to stare at a cage that appeared to be empty, "I think Xantcha is in there some where... hum... maybe I'm mistaken. I don't know where she went. Oh, and yeah, thats Denis but we cool kids just call him Dung Pile." The ogrin was obviously joking around, but there was still a little dislike towards the Draik in his words.

[Pudding]

Yet another of the guards carried in an Island Wocky, clearly against her will. The guard dropped her on the floor rather unceremoniously (if understandably, considering how hard she was fighting), slammed the door, and left.

“She’s coming back!” the Wocky yelled after the guard. “Her account is going to turn 4 months old next week, and she’s going to come back and ask about me! She’s going to adopt me! You’ll feel really stupid then.”

The last part of her statement had a pronounced note of desperation.

She sighed and glanced around the room. She made an attempt at a cheerful smile. “I’m Flora, and I’m really not normally this crazy. Maybe I’ve been in and out of the pound too many times. What’s your story?”

[Jocelyn Spicer]

Look at all these painted pets Star thought to herself. Most pets would give their right foot to look like that. I would anyway She sighed in a melancholy fashion and examined the new pet. Tan fur. Mysterious white stripes. An attractive grass skirt. It made Star look at her in jealousy and awe. The wocky was painted a delightful color and Star didn't even know that was a color that was a paintbrush color. She thought it was just natural. This made the jealousy all the more painful. But Star wasn't so jealous that she couldn't try to be friendly.

"Hi. I'm Star. That's Denis, the draik. This is Vin the ogrin. Hey, that rhymed. Oh, and that over there is Xantcha, I think. And that Jerkface over there is Jerkface. But his real name is Tyronius the xweetok. I'm relatively new here too. I came about 3 hours ago. So don't feel dumb if you forget peoples names."


(As you can tell, I love island theme. ^^ I want an island korbat!)

[Pudding]

“Hey Star, Vin, Denis, Xantcha, Jer--Tyronius. Nice to meet all of you,” said Flora. She hoped Tyronius hadn’t noticed her little slip. Given how her day was going, Murphy's Law said he probably had.

“I used to be blue,” Flora said vaguely, admiring Star’s wings. “Then that weasel adopted me and fired that zappy machine at me a bunch of times. He stuck me right back here once I turned Island, and now I have basically no chance of getting adopted by the girl who wanted me. I wish I were blue again.”

The girl had been sweet--just 9 years old, but her Bori had said that she was the best owner that he’d ever had. She was new, so she couldn’t adopt Flora right away. Stupid zappy machine. For some reason, Flora believed her when she said that she wanted to take her home and keep her forever. Flora had waited patiently these past two months, growling at anyone who looked like they might be considering thinking of adopting her. Being a painted pet on the first row of cages, it took constant effort not to be adopted.

She didn’t think that she was going to have to worry about that back here.