05-03-2016, 04:19 PM
Frisk slowly scanned through the list of supplies and other things she needed for her party. She had been planning this party of hers for around a month, but she hadn’t been able to accumulate the proper funds necessary to actually hold a proper birthday party until recently. Getting the money required had been an exercise of patience, begging, and trial-and-error thanks to the unnatural stinginess of seemingly half of the village-folk that lived close by. ESPECIALLY Old Man Mister Habernathy. For a guy so rich, you’d think he could spare a gold piece or two. She couldn’t blame them, though. After a part of the village nearly blew up and dozens of people died in some kind of attack, its government was taking whatever donations it could to rebuild. The poorer people would have to hold on, it seemed.
The little girl continued looking through the list, occasionally examining the contents of her home to see if she had what she needed. She held a bright red crayon in her hand, checking off her list every second or so.
She first checked off the necessities as she had already gotten them. The baking mix for the chocolate cake was sitting on top of a wooden table at the entrance of her abode, though she had had to move it when water started dripping from the stalactites above the box. The balloons were in a small bag next to the box, untouched for the time being. The tiny little straw hats she had requested had also arrived, and she had stacked them up on top of several barrels of salted meat that she kept close to her bed at the back of her dimly lit cave.
She glanced down towards the bottom of her list: The extras. Most of the “extras” she hadn’t gotten yet, mostly due to their relative cost compared to what she needed, but she planned to head out to the village sometime during the week to get the rest of the stuff she wanted. Preferably another gift or two for herself. Like with the necessities, she checked off the stuff she already had.
The joke books? She had swept one of them aside in her haste to find her supply list, but the rest were stacked up in an uneven pile next to her leaf bed, so she had plenty of material for entertainment. Her toothpick stickmen people? Positioned in a large circle on top of another table next to her laptop, which was also part of her extras as a gift. The laptop itself was pink upon request, and she had only had it for a week or two yet had managed to obtain more than ten internet friends. She felt unusually proud about that achievement, and had resisted the urge to brag about it to the people in the village. She didn’t want to come off as boastful to them, especially when they had bigger problems to worry about than the amount of people she had talked to online.
She continued checking off the extras. Chocolate bars? Check. Kindling for the campfire she had made in the middle of her cave? Check. More crayons? Check. Chalk? Check. Friends?
She stopped, her red crayon just barely touching the piece of paper. Yeah, she had friends. She had plenty of friends. Check out her PesterOmni! It was more than 10! She counted!
She examined the walls of her cave, looking towards her leaf pile bed. She had taped several pictures of her friends onto the eastern wall of her cave, right above where she slept at night. The first one was a drawing of a tall figure with a long, red scarf and red boots. Its mouth was a misshapen smile, which didn’t stop it from laughing out “Nyeh Heh Heh!” in a speech bubble. The second one was of a smaller, yellow creature that had no arms and long spikes on his head. Half of its face was colored purple, and its speech bubble contained the word “Yo!”
The third picture was a drawing of a round skeleton, whose smile similarly took up pretty much every part of his face. His entire torso was covered in blue, and his hands were inside the pockets of what could only be assumed as his jacket. His speech bubble included the words “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” in remarkably clear handwriting, especially compared to the scribbles that formed the other drawings.
She forced herself to look away, taking a deep breath as she checked off “Friends.” Looking through the rest of the list, she saw that the rest of the extras still needed to be bought, including confetti, a poster, some colorful rope, a tea kettle, some more chairs, and some ghost stories. She would have to get those at some point during the week.
She set the list back into the piles of paper, deciding not to clean it up immediately. Instead, she slowly moved towards her laptop desk, which was placed close to her leaf bed alongside the stack of joke books. Although she didn’t have any plans on actually talking to anybody, it couldn’t hurt to at least check to see if anyone else was online and/or had contacted her, right?
>> Frisk: Check PesterOmni to see if any of your FRIENDS are online.
The little girl continued looking through the list, occasionally examining the contents of her home to see if she had what she needed. She held a bright red crayon in her hand, checking off her list every second or so.
She first checked off the necessities as she had already gotten them. The baking mix for the chocolate cake was sitting on top of a wooden table at the entrance of her abode, though she had had to move it when water started dripping from the stalactites above the box. The balloons were in a small bag next to the box, untouched for the time being. The tiny little straw hats she had requested had also arrived, and she had stacked them up on top of several barrels of salted meat that she kept close to her bed at the back of her dimly lit cave.
She glanced down towards the bottom of her list: The extras. Most of the “extras” she hadn’t gotten yet, mostly due to their relative cost compared to what she needed, but she planned to head out to the village sometime during the week to get the rest of the stuff she wanted. Preferably another gift or two for herself. Like with the necessities, she checked off the stuff she already had.
The joke books? She had swept one of them aside in her haste to find her supply list, but the rest were stacked up in an uneven pile next to her leaf bed, so she had plenty of material for entertainment. Her toothpick stickmen people? Positioned in a large circle on top of another table next to her laptop, which was also part of her extras as a gift. The laptop itself was pink upon request, and she had only had it for a week or two yet had managed to obtain more than ten internet friends. She felt unusually proud about that achievement, and had resisted the urge to brag about it to the people in the village. She didn’t want to come off as boastful to them, especially when they had bigger problems to worry about than the amount of people she had talked to online.
She continued checking off the extras. Chocolate bars? Check. Kindling for the campfire she had made in the middle of her cave? Check. More crayons? Check. Chalk? Check. Friends?
She stopped, her red crayon just barely touching the piece of paper. Yeah, she had friends. She had plenty of friends. Check out her PesterOmni! It was more than 10! She counted!
She examined the walls of her cave, looking towards her leaf pile bed. She had taped several pictures of her friends onto the eastern wall of her cave, right above where she slept at night. The first one was a drawing of a tall figure with a long, red scarf and red boots. Its mouth was a misshapen smile, which didn’t stop it from laughing out “Nyeh Heh Heh!” in a speech bubble. The second one was of a smaller, yellow creature that had no arms and long spikes on his head. Half of its face was colored purple, and its speech bubble contained the word “Yo!”
The third picture was a drawing of a round skeleton, whose smile similarly took up pretty much every part of his face. His entire torso was covered in blue, and his hands were inside the pockets of what could only be assumed as his jacket. His speech bubble included the words “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” in remarkably clear handwriting, especially compared to the scribbles that formed the other drawings.
She forced herself to look away, taking a deep breath as she checked off “Friends.” Looking through the rest of the list, she saw that the rest of the extras still needed to be bought, including confetti, a poster, some colorful rope, a tea kettle, some more chairs, and some ghost stories. She would have to get those at some point during the week.
She set the list back into the piles of paper, deciding not to clean it up immediately. Instead, she slowly moved towards her laptop desk, which was placed close to her leaf bed alongside the stack of joke books. Although she didn’t have any plans on actually talking to anybody, it couldn’t hurt to at least check to see if anyone else was online and/or had contacted her, right?
>> Frisk: Check PesterOmni to see if any of your FRIENDS are online.