My Stables      My Hatchery
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A dashes of light appears at the tip of your nose. "Ugly Butter", a blue skinned, sharp toothed fairy from Fungus Groove. She hits you with a teeny piece of paper, and makes indiscernible squeaking noises. Frantically waving her arms, she flies backwards towards a clearing in the woods, beckoning you to follow.

As you follow UB, the fairy named after her terrible cooking, the trees above you open. A warm light covers the field in front of you. There is a small barn, attached to an even smaller cabin. Sleeping in a rocking chair by the cabin's door, is a hermit. His hat is worn; his beard is long. UB zips over to a paddock, and walks (with a swagger) along the fence. Despite having wings, she reaches her arms out to balance herself.

A deep, low, raspy voice erupts from by the cabin. "THATS HOW I DO," mumbles the terrifying hermit. He slowly stumbles up from his chair. "You dun go buy my favorite, and ill hag yer teeth to make a baby rattle." He falls back into the chair and starts snoring loudly.
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The blue, fair haired fairy shoots your a toothy smile. She flies over to a pile of hatchlings, and explains (through gestures and squeaks) that most of these guys are for sale because they were abandoned by their families. It's very sad.

RP Recruiting
ART AUCTION

100g

200g

WAKA WAKA

WAKA WAKA WOO

WAKA WAKA WOO
WAKA WOO WOO

THAT, ladies and gentleman, is how you write a song.

That song is about love, life.

Anything other than life and love?
Well... I don't know about that.