Post by red.yoshi on Feb 10, 2005 10:18:15 GMT -5
i was a normal human, just walking down the street. i came across a building that said "yoshi art." wow, i said to myself. i loved yoshi, i wish i even was one. i never knew someone would put out a sgin in the middle of public that said yoshiart. "sweet!" i thought as i stumbled in.
the nicknames red.yoshi. he was 13. he has brown hair, dark brown, and brown eyes. his face is always flushed. always have some what of a sad or angry look on, its just the way his face is streached. about 5 feet tall, and wont talk to strangers, not because his dad said so, just because he likes people to come to him.
i walked inside. deserted. there wasnt even a light. the widows outside were filled with yoshi pictures. you couldnt see out. all there was - some rotting fruit on the floor. i started to see pairs of lights. i started to get scared. i was going to leave when....WAM! the door slamed shut. more of them started to appear. cats eyes in the dark. they came for me. a group, mabey about 10. i was surrounded. one of them hit me very hard in the head. thats all i remember.
he was eatin, and was transphormed into an egg. a female layed him. yoshis. yoshis hate humans. there were others that the same had happened to. in the nest. toshi, red.yoshi, sakura, yoshiko, l.d. the one who sat on them to keep them warm was named digi. others watched. the leaders, tim and soul, stood guard. this was before, in the past. the baby yoshis hatched. out of their eggs they went. tired.
i felt different. my nose hurt. my head hurt, my backbone hurt. my legs and arms hurt. i felt week were i felt strong before. i felt strong in places were i didnt even have. my eyes opened.
he saw himself, and gasped.
red. bleached in red. my arms, nose, legs, tail, ....tail? i had a tail? i was haunched over. i couldnt keep stedy. my enormous head wayed me over. under my mouth, white, down my stomach, to under my tail was white. i looked behind me my backbone was sticking out of my back! it looked like spikes on a stegasoruous, a dinosaur i saw from a book i read when i was a little kid. my hair was gone. my feet were bare. one of the ones watching me, altho had no type of leadership, as some others did that were lower then tim and soul named moderators, brought me boots. blue boots. someone stuck them on me. the pain was cesing. i had turned into a yoshi. my neck was no more, i had no shoulders. my eyes had streached. the yoshis watching us looked relieved. it was light. there was a yoshi art gallery, and i spent days admiring the art. i even tryed to draw some pictures, altho they looked like faliures.it was like a different world. there was yoshis corner, were the yoshis raised me. i grew up. i was a member. then, one day, humans walked into yoshi art again. it happened every now and then, but my friends, joshi and fifth, insisted that i went this time. we went. there was an un-noticible door inside of yoshiart. this was were yoshis corner, and the real yoshi art entrence was. it was dark, but i could see the out line of the human. somthing in me...rage. it was there. i ran up, and hit him as hard as i could. he was devoured. another member to the family.
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the nicknames red.yoshi. he was 13. he has brown hair, dark brown, and brown eyes. his face is always flushed. always have some what of a sad or angry look on, its just the way his face is streached. about 5 feet tall, and wont talk to strangers, not because his dad said so, just because he likes people to come to him.
i walked inside. deserted. there wasnt even a light. the widows outside were filled with yoshi pictures. you couldnt see out. all there was - some rotting fruit on the floor. i started to see pairs of lights. i started to get scared. i was going to leave when....WAM! the door slamed shut. more of them started to appear. cats eyes in the dark. they came for me. a group, mabey about 10. i was surrounded. one of them hit me very hard in the head. thats all i remember.
he was eatin, and was transphormed into an egg. a female layed him. yoshis. yoshis hate humans. there were others that the same had happened to. in the nest. toshi, red.yoshi, sakura, yoshiko, l.d. the one who sat on them to keep them warm was named digi. others watched. the leaders, tim and soul, stood guard. this was before, in the past. the baby yoshis hatched. out of their eggs they went. tired.
i felt different. my nose hurt. my head hurt, my backbone hurt. my legs and arms hurt. i felt week were i felt strong before. i felt strong in places were i didnt even have. my eyes opened.
he saw himself, and gasped.
red. bleached in red. my arms, nose, legs, tail, ....tail? i had a tail? i was haunched over. i couldnt keep stedy. my enormous head wayed me over. under my mouth, white, down my stomach, to under my tail was white. i looked behind me my backbone was sticking out of my back! it looked like spikes on a stegasoruous, a dinosaur i saw from a book i read when i was a little kid. my hair was gone. my feet were bare. one of the ones watching me, altho had no type of leadership, as some others did that were lower then tim and soul named moderators, brought me boots. blue boots. someone stuck them on me. the pain was cesing. i had turned into a yoshi. my neck was no more, i had no shoulders. my eyes had streached. the yoshis watching us looked relieved. it was light. there was a yoshi art gallery, and i spent days admiring the art. i even tryed to draw some pictures, altho they looked like faliures.it was like a different world. there was yoshis corner, were the yoshis raised me. i grew up. i was a member. then, one day, humans walked into yoshi art again. it happened every now and then, but my friends, joshi and fifth, insisted that i went this time. we went. there was an un-noticible door inside of yoshiart. this was were yoshis corner, and the real yoshi art entrence was. it was dark, but i could see the out line of the human. somthing in me...rage. it was there. i ran up, and hit him as hard as i could. he was devoured. another member to the family.
~end