PIPPIGRIN
FALLEN OUT OF BED FROM A LONG & WEARY DREAM
Horrified, the pale pegasus watched with wise eyes as the fingernailes phlanges, long and spindly like sticks reached into the scrunchy material to pluck a piece of ranbow and hand it to Sacre. No! he wished to scream, though truly, the young chap was most curious to see what the effects of such an ominous yet vivid gumnut were.
'your face is poisonous'
Pippigrin, who's nose had been pointed in the cirection of Sacre's maw to watch him chew the coloured orb, had now snapped his nares in the direction of the ape. "Hay!" He bellowed. "It is not..." he clarified, pale eyes flicking over those who had gathered and hoping the faces he gazed upon would not be found to be glancing back with numerous visages of disgust.
Turning his hot and embarrassed cheeks away, the hobbit took his wary and ever-so-slightly misty gaze towards the devious ape who had started his train of embarrassment, finding the creature standing proud and at the ready to give what looked like a speech.
The dark words, melodious and the kind Pippin would never expect to hear from a monkey became the gross ambience. A riddle! Oh, Pippigrin loved riddles! A snort errupted from the boy's nares, his front feet flipping with excitement as he strode in a circle, all the while his mind pondering his answer.
All but a few moment's later, the well-practised riddle solver had his answer, and it seemed he was the first.
"I know!" He declared, stepping forth to give it.
Hi! Pippigrin seeks the following;
Time x ?? :: Is able to stop time around him with a stomp of his hoof.
[Restrictions: Can be used to evade an attack, lasts maximum X amount of time]
No refusals, but please use my VOTG roll! :)
Pippigrin's answer has been PMed!
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