Vocaroo | Online voice recorderRavo the fox foolishly decided to challenge Pygm the spotted skunk to a handstand competition. The winner would be given a shopping trip to a local day spa. Pygm had him pegged for a nose job, but instead ravo stuck it to the skunk's nose with his powerful paws. Pygm was struggling to keep up and was probably exhausted, but his confidence was showing. Ravo, in his trademark saucy fashion, was running on overdrive with all the hustle and bustle of a tiger, but we knew Pygm had a good shot. Ravo won by the hair of his chinny chin (I can't tell you how cool that is to say!) and getting a shopping trip to a great spa
(I'm sure Pygm just let me win)
The bratty fox kits nipped and yapped at Ravo Fox. He was now Big Papa Fox. Ravo pouted: "I'm Big Papa Fox now, I gotta raise these here kits. Imma gonna make you guys into big, fat, super bears!" The kits were happy at the prospect of being tall and big. They gave him a salute and a kiss, then retreated to a side away from him. Ravo pouted and muttered: "Damn, those lil rascals keep ya runnin'. Get me a bigger freezer, will ya? Get me a real ice cream."
The freezer was currently half empty. And to top things off, a lionesses came in from the kitchen. She ate Ravo.
Those were... definitely interesting XDFor @BreyoGP . I see you lurking about, there! Let's see what the AI bot thinks of your situation here on the forums:
Everyone had been picking on poor little BreyoGP the guinea pig again, even though he was so cute and innocent, and they couldn't help but laugh at his seemingly never ending series of mishaps! Blame it on his lithe little form and small size. They didn't expect to see him strapped onto a giant megaphone instead of receiving his adorable treats. At least he was wearing his pink bikini top from the beach. Luckily he wasn't drenched in water and no accidents happened, other than him getting a little bruised around the ears, shoulders and butt.
Oh no. I'd better help:
Everyone had been picking on poor little BreyoGP the guinea pig again, even though he was so cute and innocent. He could only count on his rodent buddy, Meta the rat. Meta spent most of his time snickering and even licking BreyoGP's eyes. At times, though, BreyoGP had heard a noise coming from the other side of the room, and when he checked, his little eyeballs were all red and oozing. It was definitely not Meta. "Damn it! Did he do it?" he asked, his eyes wide in fear. "No. It was just another character appearing for an impromptu bathroom break," he said, already sitting on the edge of the bed
Everyone had been picking on poor little BreyoGP the guinea pig again, even though he was so cute and innocent. He could only count on his rodent buddy, Meta the rat, to read the I.Q. charts and keep him from accidentally getting crushed by that thing! His chubby belly and stubby legs showed no sign of slowing down and somehow managed to complete around 75 miles of laps that evening… There was another planned race, but this one was different. Another race was being planned for the next day. The location was unknown, but everyone knew it was big. Post-race, BreyoGP got some rest on the couch and ate his extra food. He crawled back into his bed and went to sleep, peacefully.
Everyone had been picking on poor little BreyoGP the guinea pig again, even though he was so cute and innocent. He could only count on his rodent buddy, Meta the rat, to take care of things and keep him from getting eaten. He had tried his best to hide in plain sight and get no attention, but the villain known as the Crimemaster was getting desperate and had something even he did not expect from BreyoGP. Despite the monstrous characteristics of BreyoGP, Crimemaster still thought BreyoGP was adorable. Everything was better with BreyoGP, so Crimemaster allowed BreyoGP to stay in his dungeon that he had converted into a rodent café called the Rats Lounge.
Everyone had been picking on poor little BreyoGP the guinea pig again, even though he was so cute and innocent. He could only count on his rodent buddy, Meta the rat, for support. She figured it was some form of a dream. It had gotten quieter and quieter as time passed, and BreyoGP was beginning to panic. Luckily, Meta was cute enough to look past that and pet BreyoGP. Just as Meta was whispering in BreyoGP's ear, the door opened and a smirking ginger monster walked in.
Teehee. Uh, ignore the eyball-licking, up there. I have no idea what I was doing, back then :3
And I think the race paragraph came out of the "GP", hahaha
Aww. Crimemaster was charmed
Hehehe ;3Those were... definitely interesting XD
I like how the thing went from calling me "lithe" to "chubby", as well. It's like it couldn't decide, which I guess makes sense for rodents and their weird bodies lol.
Hahahaa! Umbrella of hate! Well, there goes the picnic.I put your name on one, @metatherat, and let's just say the results were... interesting lol
@metatherat was eating some cheese on a bright, sunny day. We walked through the fresh grass, browsing the flowerbeds and lush roots with rapt attention, as though we were enjoying a good picnic. Many members of the community were spending time in the gardens. As we were watching the flow of animals, a yellow umbrella appeared from the weeds and reflected the sunlight. It was hot and angry, and shone with hate, and it was coming towards us.
It was a woman, cloaked in the signs of an assassin. She walked around with a hood over her head. Her gray eyes were piercing, and she pounced on this young man, throwing him to the ground, and ran