Creation 12

[dodo_master]

[Beware, Mayfield! There's a dodo on the loose!

Okay, okay. He's hardly anything to be feared. Quite the opposite, really. Hephaestus might be big, but he's really just like an overly-affectionate, 3-foot-tall pigeon. He's trundling about the neighborhood getting into your business! It seems like his master forgot to lock the gate, and ol' Heph has escaped into town.

Heph, being magically created by Cynric, is smarter than the average dodo, but that's not saying too much. He's a lot like his master, what with his love of people and his curiosity. And you might just find him while you're out and about today!

Maybe he's gotten into your house through a door left ajar. Not to mention you left some delicious fruit out on the kitchen table... or maybe he's playing with the fallen leaves in your yard. He might be in the park too, taking a bath in the water fountain. He could be following you down the street because you *obviously* look like someone who is friendly and interesting! You also might have food. Naturally.

Cynric after awhile will be out looking for him, calling out his pet's name. He'll catch up with him sometime in the evening though.]

[[Just mention a scenario in the post, and if you're approaching Heph or Cynric! Thanks.]]

Comments

[myheart-powerup.livejournal.com]

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Um... Hello there... Can I help you...?

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Heph squawks cheerfully at you in greeting! When he hears Theta's voice, he scoots past you into the kitchen to do the same at her.

Nope, no Cynric in sight.]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Oh well, obviously you're best friends now. He coos at you.

And, as far as you can see, there's nothing in the way of scarring or stitching. He's a whole, 100% dodo. Albeit, someone's idealized version of its personality.

Heph preens at the attention. He is special, after all. His master always taught him that!]

[action]

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[Mindy sees the Dodo out and about on her street and is trying to call him like he's a dog or something.]

Here, Heph.... Here boy!

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Okay stop cooing]
[seriously stop that]
[aofisofd]

Nothing. How odd.

[I mean, if you're going to bring back a prehistoric bird, why else but for the opportunity to make improvements? Mad scientist brain cannot comprehend.]
[Still... not gonna put the bird down. It might wreak havoc upon his house!]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Oh! Another person he knows! Hurray! He'll come waddling over, squawking at you.]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[He continues to make noise. Despite the fact that the only person who can normally understand him is his master, it never stops him from trying to talk to people anyway. Cuz people are nice.

Plus, he's got a new vantage point with you holding on to him. Neat!]

[idkmybfforin.livejournal.com]

Maybe humans don't like them. They don't like other dead things.

[This makes sense to a creature who has grown up around corpses, anyway.

The raven hops down, pecking at one of the leaves with her beak.]

These are crunchy, though. Instead of squishy.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta chuckles amusedly when Hephaestus recognises her, and reaches out to give him an affectionate pat. Then she retreats to the couch and her seat on the arm of it, beckoning for the dodo to follow her.]

Hello, Hephaestus. Did you get away from Cynric?

[micronational.livejournal.com]

[hey, strange bird frolicking in his master's leaves. there's a small electric dog barking at you from Sealand's porch.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[Dammit, Heph. He waggles the stump of his left hand at the bird, snapping the fingers on his right to get it to pay attention before pulling an orange out of the fridge.]

Hey, this good for you to eat?

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*He doesn't move from his spot, but does reach over to rest an arm on Theta's shoulder.* He should be more careful with his pets if he doesn't want to risk them annoying the wrong person.

[myheart-powerup.livejournal.com]

It's name is Hephaestus? What a nice name! My name is MOMO!

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[The dodo looks on curiously. What in the world is that? He takes a few steps closer.]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Look at all this attention! His one thrilled bird. He coos happily at the girls. He hops up on the couch next to Theta. Dodos aren't renowned for their manners.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta snuggles into Albedo and pats Hephaestus some more. She may or may not be encouraging him onto Albedo's lap so she can get snuggles from her Darling -and- pats for the dodo.]

That's right, MOMO. Do you want to come pat Hephaestus, as well?

[If it weren't for the nasty look she imagines Albedo giving her nigh on immediately when MOMO gets close, they might just pass for a happy family there for a moment.]

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[Yay, success! She pets him happily.]

Good boy! What are you doing out here all alone?

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[OH YES. That looks good. He squawks at you again.]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[He coos at you. If only people in this town could understand him! But he seems happy at least seeing someone he knows. And to be pet, or course.]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

Oh, they're no good to eat! They taste terrible. It's fun though. I don't know why more people do this!

[He runs into the next pile as fast as his stubby legs can carry him, sending them flying. He squawks merrily.]

[idkmybfforin.livejournal.com]

Maybe they were going to, and forgot?

[Well, why else would you stack leaves into perfectly jump-in-able piles?

Okuu watches the bird-creature dash into the next heap, and the leaves that fly around...and rolls onto her back to try and catch some of these with her feet.]

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[More cuddling.]

Do you want to come to my house? I'll give you a treat.

[micronational.livejournal.com]

[it's a little dog made of electricity, and he seems pretty ticked off at you for messing with his master's leaf piles. yap yap yap!]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[He cheers you on! Then it occurs to him:]

Hey! What's you're name? There's not many here I can speak too.

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[He certainly seems to like that idea. "Treat" is a good word indeed.]