MYO-2535: Flint

“Zepp. Zepp. ZEPP!” “Fuck off … it's too early…” Zepp lay curled up in bed, cuddled up with his little stellaram under the blankets. Given the light streaming through the now open curtains, it was at the earliest midday. He pulled the duvet over his head, in an attempt to ignore his excited partner, but the greed bun was adamant. After a few minutes of constant pestering, and frustrated, annoyed bleats from the imp at the disturbance, he gave in, pulling the sheets d...

Ari pulled the kettle off the stove before it could start whistling, flicking the element off before setting the kettle aside while he prepared the mugs.  He could hear Drukyl’s gentle voice reading out loud, the sound carrying easily in their small house, especially since Mosaic always left his bedroom door open. The two of them had been reading some book or another together since the day of their first date, so A...

He pulled the shutter up from the store front. A glass door, light from the street shining through it, revealed a staircase going downwards. Above the door, a currently unlit neon sign, spelling the words “LvL UP Arcade Bar”, with fluorescent tubing shaped like a joystick next to it.  Unlocking it, Flint descended the dimly lit stairwell, into a large, dark room. Flicking a switch on the wall illuminated the room, filling it with harsh, artificial lights, sound, and a rainbow of c...

“C'mon, c'mon, c'mon OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!” The pixilated orange devil crossed the chequered finish line first, with its purple counterpart just moments behind it. Zepp released the steering wheel of the arcade game, and slumped back into the seat. His competitor, a dark haired bun with a hoodie masking most of his form, leaned over the shoulder of the chair, a smug smirk across his face.  ...

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. 10 o'clock alarm buzzing, Zepp slammed down on the snooze button, before lifting his hand to rub his eyes. A small ray of light from the glowing crystals outside  trailed across the ceiling, from a crack in the blinds. He made an attempt to sit up, but something heavy on his chest was pinning him down. Raising his head, he discovered what the source of the weight was. ...

Flint offered out the feather to Misty. “My name is Dove.” The glow that radiated out from it became somehow even brighter once it came into contact with their hand. Snowflakes began to dance and twirl in spirals around the trio, and the clearing as a whole The grey cloak covering the white haired doll's shoulders came loose, and they tossed it away from them, the fabric landing in the snow behind them. A glow radiated from a hoop of some kind above their head, that had not been there pre...

Flint wasn't expecting the church library to be so large. Finding any information on these “birds” was going to take way longer than he expected.   “You know how they organise this place by any chance?” He asked, turning to the envy bun beside him. All Jackal did was shrug, and beeline to the nearest bookshelf. “Now you actually gonna help, or you just plan on standing there and doing nothing?” She...