[Terrified scream, the PDA gets thrown across the room, along with a barrage of other things. Bushroot just looked in the mirror. He's human. ;)]

accidental voice post as Bushroot's plushie Spike steps on the PDA

--that beaker, Spike. No, not that one, that one...

[sound of breaking glass and something liquid splashingOh, great. At least it was just some tomato seeds. And that experimental fertilizer wasn't working right anyway. Clean that up, Spike. It's almost morning anyway. I'm ( Read more... )

Mio's gone. She just...vanished. Everything of hers is gone...

I'll be...around somewhere...

Finally, people are growing up...or growing younger, whichever. No more kids...no more than usual around here, anyway.

Looks like it's all over. About time.

I've seen this happen before. I'm not going to get worked up about it. It'll end sooner or later.

[OOC: Bushroot is...unaffected. However, when he sees what Darkwing turns into...hehehehe...]

My birthday is next week. The 20th.

Last year I stole myself some presents. I don't think I'll have to do that this year. Besides, there's really nowhere to steal from around here.

I've sprouted a weed! [plucks it out, throws it away] Whew, those things are irritating. At least it's gone now.

They brought Morgana McCawber here. Guess they didn't have enough wacky spellcasters.

Well, at least she's not Negaduck.

Finally, spring. I always feel better when spring starts. Comes from being part plant, I guess.