SO UUUUHHH..I realy luv muffins! 'nd stuffz!
I cant think of aney thin else 2 say...):
Muffins FOREVER!! :D ~
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
[Insert Title Here]
Wait, wuz I supohsed 2 put a titel? O wel. Aney wae, my name is Pluz Dog, or Plushie! :) Ohk, so Pup wuz so nise enuff 2 let me do a entrey on this thingy!! Hehee...wel, iyl need 2 thenk him l8r by leting him giv me a muffin!! :D
SO UUUUHHH..I realy luv muffins! 'nd stuffz!
I cant think of aney thin else 2 say...):
SO UUUUHHH..I realy luv muffins! 'nd stuffz!
I cant think of aney thin else 2 say...):
The Princess of Fantasy and Romance Novels
Well of course you would request an audience with the prettiest dog, like, EVER! Who wouldn't?! Of course, I WAS going to be PRINCESS until that little nuisance Moo came along, to ruin my entire LIFE! Ugh. She's disgusting.
So anyways, Pup decided that he wanted, of course, me to contribute to his little webseries! I mean, who wouldn't love me contributing to...like, anything!? I'm the most amazing toy ever! So hip!!!
Whoever lives without my beautiful sense of taste is not alive at ALL! ...I just had to add.
I'm looking at the other posts, but skipping Moo's. UGH!!! She's so...ugh...NOT HIP!!! Anyways, I'm checking out Pup's and Rusty's. Rusty's just so SASSY!!! I think it's because that MOO dumped him. Well, of COURSE! Moo dumps EVERYONE! IN THE GARBAGE! I KNOW!!!!!
Well, with PUP, he's sooooo ...how should I say...NOT COOL! That must be why he's so UNPOPULAR! Ha! I'm like, BEAUTY QUEEN!!!! He's NOT!!!
So, anyways ABOUT MYSELF! EEEE! I'm like, SO COOL I just LOVE myself as much as everyone LOVES ME!!!
Sooooooooooo, how am I so CUTE do you ASK!??!??!? Well, GOOD QUESTION!!! I JUST AM! AND MOO CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahem. Well, ANYWAYS...I guess that's ENOUGH ABOUT ME (even though everyone CANT GET ENOUGH OF ME!!!!) I suppose my time is RUNNING OUT! I mean...I HAVE MY LIFE!!! (*sniff*) AND BEAUTY TO WORK ON! THIS BEAUTY DOESNT DO ITSELF YKNOW! (only on weekends.)
Your Highness,
- Ultimate Supermodel [Watcher ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Model [Obsesser ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Pop Star [Drooler-over ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Princess [Claimer ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Romance Novel Reader [Now this one is true ~notmoo]
MOO! HOW DID YOU EDIT MY SIGNATURE!?!?!?!
So anyways, Pup decided that he wanted, of course, me to contribute to his little webseries! I mean, who wouldn't love me contributing to...like, anything!? I'm the most amazing toy ever! So hip!!!
Whoever lives without my beautiful sense of taste is not alive at ALL! ...I just had to add.
I'm looking at the other posts, but skipping Moo's. UGH!!! She's so...ugh...NOT HIP!!! Anyways, I'm checking out Pup's and Rusty's. Rusty's just so SASSY!!! I think it's because that MOO dumped him. Well, of COURSE! Moo dumps EVERYONE! IN THE GARBAGE! I KNOW!!!!!
Well, with PUP, he's sooooo ...how should I say...NOT COOL! That must be why he's so UNPOPULAR! Ha! I'm like, BEAUTY QUEEN!!!! He's NOT!!!
So, anyways ABOUT MYSELF! EEEE! I'm like, SO COOL I just LOVE myself as much as everyone LOVES ME!!!
Sooooooooooo, how am I so CUTE do you ASK!??!??!? Well, GOOD QUESTION!!! I JUST AM! AND MOO CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahem. Well, ANYWAYS...I guess that's ENOUGH ABOUT ME (even though everyone CANT GET ENOUGH OF ME!!!!) I suppose my time is RUNNING OUT! I mean...I HAVE MY LIFE!!! (*sniff*) AND BEAUTY TO WORK ON! THIS BEAUTY DOESNT DO ITSELF YKNOW! (only on weekends.)
Your Highness,
- Ultimate Model [Obsesser ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Pop Star [Drooler-over ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Princess [Claimer ~notmoo]
- Ultimate Romance Novel Reader [Now this one is true ~notmoo]
MOO! HOW DID YOU EDIT MY SIGNATURE!?!?!?!
The Only REAL Rustbucket Around These Here Parts
Yeah, that's me. And what, exactly, are you going to do about it?
I'm Rusty. Ignore everything anyone else says about me. I'm not crazy. I'm not! If I was crazy, how would I type this? Huh? Answer me that. Exactly, you don't know. Because I'm smart and you're not.
I'm just a little angry about what happened though. Yeah, yeah, it's been a year, I should have gotten used to it by now, whatever. You try dealing with your old best friend and sister suddenly turning against you and dumping you when everything was going so well. I still don't know what I did wrong. Is it the way I talk? My sense of style? My ears? It's the ears, isn't it. I knew I shouldn't have changed the way I wore them. Ugh!
First rule: Don't mess with me. I really despise annoying people. And you don't want to know what happens to those types of people.
Rule two: DON'T QUESTION ME. I am always right. No matter what. Quick, pop quiz: what do you do if I'm wrong? TRICK QUESTION: I'M NEVER WRONG!
Follow those, and any others I may think of later, and you should be just fine. Those are the most important two.
I don't know how to write in this thing. I don't understand how it's supposed to work. Oh great, Pup's walked in. He's walking over my way. What is he doing--he's coming to sit next to me andOH HEY PUP I WAS JUST TYPING ABOUT YOU! All good things, don't worry...oh wait you can read what I wrote heh um this is awkward
What. About my New Year's resolutions? Why? That's stupid. No, I don't care, I'll be rude in here if I want to. Not like anyone's going to read it anyway. Stop dreaming, Pup, you know it's true. I suppose my resolution is to figure out some way to get out of doing this stupid thing. Though it might be a neat way to stalk everyone else's life...
That's it. Now go away; I don't like you. DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME? I'M DONE HERE!
I'm Rusty. Ignore everything anyone else says about me. I'm not crazy. I'm not! If I was crazy, how would I type this? Huh? Answer me that. Exactly, you don't know. Because I'm smart and you're not.
I'm just a little angry about what happened though. Yeah, yeah, it's been a year, I should have gotten used to it by now, whatever. You try dealing with your old best friend and sister suddenly turning against you and dumping you when everything was going so well. I still don't know what I did wrong. Is it the way I talk? My sense of style? My ears? It's the ears, isn't it. I knew I shouldn't have changed the way I wore them. Ugh!
First rule: Don't mess with me. I really despise annoying people. And you don't want to know what happens to those types of people.
Rule two: DON'T QUESTION ME. I am always right. No matter what. Quick, pop quiz: what do you do if I'm wrong? TRICK QUESTION: I'M NEVER WRONG!
Follow those, and any others I may think of later, and you should be just fine. Those are the most important two.
I don't know how to write in this thing. I don't understand how it's supposed to work. Oh great, Pup's walked in. He's walking over my way. What is he doing--he's coming to sit next to me andOH HEY PUP I WAS JUST TYPING ABOUT YOU! All good things, don't worry...oh wait you can read what I wrote heh um this is awkward
What. About my New Year's resolutions? Why? That's stupid. No, I don't care, I'll be rude in here if I want to. Not like anyone's going to read it anyway. Stop dreaming, Pup, you know it's true. I suppose my resolution is to figure out some way to get out of doing this stupid thing. Though it might be a neat way to stalk everyone else's life...
That's it. Now go away; I don't like you. DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME? I'M DONE HERE!
Rusty Furrin
the real rustbucket
How I Got Sucked Into This Mess: Moo Style
Dear Inanimate Object,
Hey there! It's Moo, the awesomest cow in Toy World. Well, probably the only cow in Toy World...but still! I'm also the best skateboarder you'll ever see! Uh...yeah, I think I'm bragging about now. Well, anyways, I guess this is my entry. What to write about, what to write about? I guess my day wasn't all that interesting. I'll write about it anyways.
I woke up this morning with Golden, my super-girly older sister's, stupid crown collection on my face (no idea how it got there...). It was kind of poking into my fluff, y'know? Anyways, I got up and threw the collection into the trash, because I was sure she grew out of the 'princess' stuff by now. Wait a sec...she never grows out of that. Hm...that might be why I heard faint sobbing while I went downstairs for breakfast. Well, nevermind that. No one cares 'bout her anyways.
So, I go downstairs and notice that Pup's not there. There's Brownie, Olly, and Rusty sitting at the dining table, eating. Yeah, I know my brothers are so boo-ring (except for Brownie. He's cool. Though nerdy...and girly...I won't say more!) So then I ask about Pup's whereabouts and Brownie, the bestest dog ever, says that he's in the computer room. (If you haven't guessed, we're dating! Yes, siblings dating. It's not weird in Toy World! We're toys, sheesh!)
I found Pup in the computer room, not surprisingly a room full of computers, typing up some kind of web-journal? Of course, that's Pup for you. Anyways, I guess you know what happened. I got sucked into this whole journal-writing business, just sitting here writing to an inanimate object...not very fun. But I guess it pays off some in the end.
Hope you like what I have to say (though it's just basically my day, so I don't understand how you would find it very interesting). And Pup, go away. I'm trying to write here.
Oh, that reminds me. Pup, as annoying as always, asked me to talk about my new years' resolution. Mine is to torment Golden more. I know, I know, she doesn't deserve my attention, but I'm just so generous.
From,
P.S.: Please excuse my brother's entry, he's VERY boring.
Hey there! It's Moo, the awesomest cow in Toy World. Well, probably the only cow in Toy World...but still! I'm also the best skateboarder you'll ever see! Uh...yeah, I think I'm bragging about now. Well, anyways, I guess this is my entry. What to write about, what to write about? I guess my day wasn't all that interesting. I'll write about it anyways.
I woke up this morning with Golden, my super-girly older sister's, stupid crown collection on my face (no idea how it got there...). It was kind of poking into my fluff, y'know? Anyways, I got up and threw the collection into the trash, because I was sure she grew out of the 'princess' stuff by now. Wait a sec...she never grows out of that. Hm...that might be why I heard faint sobbing while I went downstairs for breakfast. Well, nevermind that. No one cares 'bout her anyways.
So, I go downstairs and notice that Pup's not there. There's Brownie, Olly, and Rusty sitting at the dining table, eating. Yeah, I know my brothers are so boo-ring (except for Brownie. He's cool. Though nerdy...and girly...I won't say more!) So then I ask about Pup's whereabouts and Brownie, the bestest dog ever, says that he's in the computer room. (If you haven't guessed, we're dating! Yes, siblings dating. It's not weird in Toy World! We're toys, sheesh!)
I found Pup in the computer room, not surprisingly a room full of computers, typing up some kind of web-journal? Of course, that's Pup for you. Anyways, I guess you know what happened. I got sucked into this whole journal-writing business, just sitting here writing to an inanimate object...not very fun. But I guess it pays off some in the end.
Hope you like what I have to say (though it's just basically my day, so I don't understand how you would find it very interesting). And Pup, go away. I'm trying to write here.
Oh, that reminds me. Pup, as annoying as always, asked me to talk about my new years' resolution. Mine is to torment Golden more. I know, I know, she doesn't deserve my attention, but I'm just so generous.
From,
Pup's Introduction
Dear Journal,
I think it's a good idea. For the beginning, I'll be monitoring for a bit, making sure everyone's posting something decently written. I'm not going to proofread, though--only give tips--just so that you, the readers, will be able to get to know everyone the way they actually write.
First off, hi. I'm Pup Furrin, the 8th child in my large family and a proud member of the only set of triplets in the kingdom. My triplet brothers are named Oliver (or "Olly") and Rusty. Since I have so many other siblings, I'll just list them all in order from oldest to youngest (out of the ones we have so far, that is) along with ages. Here we go:
Doggiely, 19; December 25 F
Golden, 19 (Doggiely's three-second younger twin); December 25 F
Barky, 18; August 21 M
Coconut, 17; December 25 M
Giraffie, 16; August 22 F
Snowflake, 16; December 1 F
Brownie, 15; July 9 M
Moo, 15; December 25 F
Me (Pup), 14; April 24 M
Rusty, 14; April 24 M
Oliver (Olly), 14; April 24 M
Chocolate Pudding (Chocolate Puddy), 10; August 27 F
Ellie, 8; March 10 F
Rajah, 2; December 5 M
If you haven't guessed it yet, we are the royal family and ruling class of the grand kingdom of ToyWorld. I am very proud to be of princely blood, though I'm not the arrogant questing type, like my brother Barky. We rarely see him because he travels so much. Of course, the royal life isn't for everyone. For example, my sister Puddy lives on her own away from the castle and doesn't acknowledge her royal bloodline. She runs her own pudding store, and it's very popular. I rarely get to see her, though. I might need to pay her a visit sometime. I've got a craving for something sweet right about now. My other sister, Snowflake, is a traveler and is always going on cool adventures and bringing us back awesome stories to tell around the holidays.
I've got some cousins, too, and since this post is already plenty long, why not list them as well? Don't want them to feel left out here. You can expect to see posts from them as well. Here they are:
Paws, 10; August 22 F
Santy, 4; December 25 M
Plushie (sometimes Pluz or Pluzdog), 2; July 9 F
Spottie, 1; July 9 F
Plushie's a pretty interesting character. She's a soft, brightly-colored plush dog, and runs her own blog over here. She usually hangs out with Brownie, her babysitter. She's not the brightest, but she has a great nature and that makes up for it entirely and then some. Santy's not really acknowledged often, since he's only around at Christmas, and Spottie's very kind and intelligent, especially for her age. Paws is an extremely talented and smart calico cat, though some of that gets to her head. She's the genius of the family, and Plushie's got the magickal abilities. In every non-royal family, there's usually only one genius and one wizard. The royal family's got plenty, though--and sometimes a little too many!
But enough about the rest of them--I guess you want to hear about me, huh? Well, I run the charity-supported local orphanage and soup kitchen with my brother and best friend Olly, and I do some magick tutoring as well in my free time. I'm not sure yet what I want to be when I grow up, though I do have some ideas that could happen. Mostly, I just want to help the world. That's all. Though I'm not in line for the throne--that's Moo's spot--I believe I still can do something to help out. I mean, why not? I have some decent abilities. I'm smart enough. I do well in school and treat others fairly. Sorry to brag, but it's true, or at least I like to think so.
I guess that's enough for now. I've introduced every important character in the story of my life, and now it's time to turn the page and begin for real. (I stole that line from one of my favorite books, Wandering in the Mist by Ster E O Typical. It's a great book; I highly recommend giving it a read.) I'll see you later, dear readers. Here's to the new year!
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