[ The NV clicks on to quite a curious sight. That of Unicorn lying on the grass near "her" forest, watching a butterfly flutter around her with a great amount of energy
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They mostly sing songs that they have heard sung before in their journeys, rather than something created from their own minds. They have quite a memory for such things.
You get voice or video because Unicorn can't write. :3notamareOctober 11 2010, 23:07:47 UTC
I merely wished to know if he has encountered others like me in this place, and where I might find them. However I do not believe that there are - they would surely have made themselves known to me by now were it so.
[video] What about Disney Villains? :3notamareOctober 11 2010, 23:42:45 UTC
Why is that?
[ A slight pause. ] I cannot say if there is ever such a thing. I have little care for the songs sung by butterflies. Is hatred truly something to be sung of?
Flutterbies sing? All I hear is their wings going flap flap flap like little pieces of paper.
[A little girl replies dazzily. She'd never seen a unicorn before. And all the silly adults had said they weren't real! They were wroooonnng~. Boy, she couldn't wait to tell her daddy whenever he got here.]
Indeed they do. [ A pause. Was that ...a little human girl? She surely didn't look like one - well she did, somewhat. ] It seems that it is all that they do, when they are not quoting bits of poetry and gossip.
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I have taken no one's forest. Moreover I would be surprised to encounter such a unicorn.
[ The ones back home share their forests. ] I have seen the satyrs, but we do not often speak to each other.
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I remember you. You are still quite pale, have you not recovered from your ailment yet?
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I'll never recover from my ailment.
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Love songs, eh?
Ain't that always the way. You never hear about anyone singing ballads about hate.
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[ A slight pause. ] I cannot say if there is ever such a thing. I have little care for the songs sung by butterflies. Is hatred truly something to be sung of?
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[A little girl replies dazzily. She'd never seen a unicorn before. And all the silly adults had said they weren't real! They were wroooonnng~. Boy, she couldn't wait to tell her daddy whenever he got here.]
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[she smiles.]
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I hope then, that your father sings a great deal for you, little one.
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[he's gonna kind of stare for a while] Uh.
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...So...was that you talking?
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[ She'd admit it was funny to see people's reactions like this. ]
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