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Ask-Muerta — Muerta's secret
Published: 2012-04-16 00:42:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 385; Favourites: 16; Downloads: 2
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Goldie: I don't know you but why run away? your a sweet little girl and I don't think you don't scare me
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Muerta can be scary..when she...loses it.
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she still looks like a sweetheart.
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Aww, Muerta, don't think like that! If you were alive, you wouldn't be Muerta anymore! :0
Besides you're prettiful the way you are. .u.
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g-gracias <3
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You're very welcome! .u.
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Aww! I wouldn't run from you complete stranger! I like your ribs! *grins*
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Yup! I met a guy thats ALL bones! I like undeads, especially when they ain't trying to eat me or my buddies!
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A-ah! Gracias!
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M-muerta won't eat you! Only your soul when you die! Father might eat you though!
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Soul? I don't even know if I still have one of those! *pokes chest* Whos your papa?
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Death! /she looks proud and smiles at him.
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OOH! Spooky! Well I'm honored to meet you Daughter of Death! *bows and smiles*
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/curtsied and giggled
Thank you!
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muerta... i would never run from you -hugs her-
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/hugs her back/
t-thank you!
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no problem -smiles-
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You're welcome. *lets go*
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*Tilts her head*
Why would people run from you? You're just the cutest thing on this or any other planet!
*She picked Muerta up high, hugging her like she would her younger sisters*
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eeeeee~
/put hands up and hugs her
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*She nuzzled her*
Anyone who runs from you is a jerk too! Don't pay them any mind, they're worse off for not knowing you. Those meanies!
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G-gracias!
/nuzzles back.
((AHHHHHHH. ITS LIKE MARGO IS HER OLDER SISTERRRRRR))
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((Hee, Margo is a sisterly person.))
Not a problem! And if anyone ever comes to you and says anything hurtful, you can be sure I'll sort them out. No one hurts my friends and family. Huh!
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Yay! Margo es muy ..uh...cool!
/hugs onto her and giggles.
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*She begins to swing her around, dancing on one foot*
Y Muerta es muy bonita!
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eeeee~
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((Not really familiar with Spanish. T_T))
*She put her down on the ground*
N-not too dizzy?
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/Muerta giggled and spun around until her bone leg gave out and she fell.
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*A quick intake of breath*
MUERTA!
*She ran over to the undead girl, picking up and holding out her bone legs. To comfort the girl, she picked her back up with another hand*
Are you okay? What do I do, what do I do...?
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; nnnnnnnnnn ;
/Muerta's lip quivers and then she looks at her leg, taking it and trying to attach it back, before losing it.
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AAAH! I CAN FIX THIS, I CAN FIX THIS!!
*She pulled feathers out of her head*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWKKK!
*Here was an all consuming burst of brillant red light. Sparkles floated in the air, around them. Muerta's leg reattached itself to her body, but that wasn't the only other thing that changed...*
((Margo sometimes releases blasts of random magic when she's under intense emotional pressure. And, to be honest, this freaked me out to. Feel free to make the magical change whatever you like; anything can happen~))
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/Muerta shielded her yes and suddenly a feeling of tingles ran through her body. When the light cleared, something changed. For one, Muerta was now about 2 years old. the other thing was that she was a boy.
W-what happened?
Mawgo?
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*Her jaw drops, slowly picking up the infantile boy Muerta*
I-I don't know... I-I think my magic m-made you y-younger.
*She noted the slight bulge in her panties*
... and a boy.
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Mawgo?
...a boy? ai cawumba,
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*She began to cradle Muerta in her arms, sniffling a bit*
I-Its okay, its okay... I don't know how its okay, but it is.
*A tear ran down her eye*
I-I can raise you up again, taking care of you as you grow up.
*Some of her feathers began to fall out in her mental break-down*
I-It'll be only, er, another 21 years before you reach th-the same a-age again. Wh-what's 21 years of my life, devoted to caring f-for you... ehehehe, hehe, hee.
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Mawgo?
/Muerta...no..Muerto looked at her and poked her face.
Mawgo. Muerta can raise herself...oh. himself!
/He tried to get out of her arms.
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*She embraced baby Muerto to her breast, soft enough so that he was not hurt but firm enough so that he did not escape*
No, I can't do that! You're a baby, you need a mother!
*She held him out in both of her hand, to the sky. She put a brave face on*
I'll be that mother, and you'll be the baby! Got it?
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/He made a small frown and squirmed.
Muerto does need a mama..be a burden!
And Muerto doesnt want be a burden.
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Nonsense. Its no burden at all; that's a man's way of looking at things.
*Cradling him again, she began to bring her home*
You are in no condition to be making such decisions, much less act on them. You are going to be my little chickadee until you grow up. Or until the spell wears off; whichever one happens first.
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/Muerto started squirming before realizing it was warm in her arms and snuggled closer to her.
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You'll enjoy it, Muerto, I promise. Phoenixes like me live for hundreds of years. What's twenty years to me?
*She began to rock Muerto in her arms, humming beneath her breath. Margo melodic tunes possessed a magically soothing quality, able to relax even the most savage of beast*
I can even feel my motherly instincts setting in! Maybe things turned out for the best, after all.
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/Muerto yawns and closes his eyes, curling into a warm little ball as he started nodding off.
M-Mawgo..will be..Muerto's..mama//
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*Margo's heart skipped a beat. Before, she had thought she'd known the meaning of happiness, but those five words had set her world ablaze. Margo had no delusions about her impending future; a long, hard road faced them both. But she was a princess, she had the time and money to put toward the effort. In many ways, she was very fortunate. She whispered into her son's ear*
Yes, my baby. Now sleep.
*She began to sing, on the outskirts of the Aviary, home of the Birds*
Sleep my little Muerto, let your dreams take wing. One day when your big and strong, you will be a king!
((Stole the lines from a Disney movie. XD Its too late at night for original material.))
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(( ; u ; /creys ))
/Muerto fell asleep soundly, a small smile on his face.
((oh god how awkward would it be if she changed back xD))
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*Reaching the end of the song, Margo began another*
Leaves from the vine, falling so slow. Like tiny fragile shells, drifting in the wind. Little solider boy comes marching home. Brave solider boy comes marching home.
*Opening the door hand with her foot, she entered her bedroom. A poof of magic created a crib, full of plush pillows and blankets just for Muerto. She cradled him some more in her arms*
... glob it'll be awful if you need to be breast fed.
((Indeed. It'd probably break Margo's heart. T_T She's too much of a softie.))
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/Luckily for her, he was about 2-3 years of age, just tinier than a normal toddler. He slept soundly, looking as fragile as ever. Since he was a toddler now, most of the decayed skin came back, save for one of his hands.
((lol. Muerta is too. with animals. ))
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*Margo did not notice Muerto's decayed skin, only seeing a baby, her son. She kissed his precious little forehead*
Sleep me, my child. Tomorrow comes a new day, and more surprises~<3
*Yawning, Margo went to her own bed and slept. Although she did not know it, her ears listened intently in case if Meurto's breathing pattern changed in anyway. She sneezed in her sleep, causing another explosion of red dusty magic*
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/This time the magic turned Muerto's gender back into a female, and she shifted in her sleep, making a slight whining noise as she readjusted.
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