Post by braxton on May 5, 2009 21:10:58 GMT -5
Warning: Contains mild language and sleep deprived mania. You have been warned.
Braxton doesn't look much better than he did the day before, despite what would have been Zalia's best efforts, Braxton keeps refusing to care for himself while Terri remains an Amnesiac. He does look groomed for once, however, but his eyes remain bloodshot.
Halona is making her way into the area and spots her brother from the distance and rushes over towards him as the vixen says, "Hello. Are you alright?" She asks noticing the bloodshot eyes so it is clear that he's far from alright.
Braxton smiles. "Hello Halona. You look lice and rainy today." His voice sounds manic and sleep-deprived. "IS there a soup in the fly or are the cherries greener than before?"
Halona blinks her eyes as she thinks about that for a moment, "What do you mean?" She finally asks in a confused tone of voice. "What is wrong?"
Braxton just smiles to Halona, his face weary. This, ladies and gentlemen, is a defeated and sorrowful fox. He shakes his head a bit. "Where've you been, sisssssay?"
Halona blinks her eyes, "I have been out looking around and trying to think about some things. What has been going on while. I was away if you do not mind my asking?"
"Well, I'll tell you... once upon a time a fox was born, and several years later, he failed his damn family." And Braxton starts giggling madly.
Braxton giggles more and nuzzles his sister. "Oh, Terri's off in some other world because of a hunting accident, and her mate, the weak fool to end all weak fools, allowed it to happen." Braxton laughs again madly. "Hey, did you know that apples taste funny?"
Halona blinks her eyes a little accepting nuzzle then returning it. "WHat do you mean she is off in some other world because of a hunting accident? I did not know apples taste funny."
Braxton starts humming an eerie singsong tune that has no tune or melody. "Well, I'll tell you, this damn idiot of a fox, one who likes grapes and porcupine quills, made an ass of himself t'his mate, she went off to hunt for seashells and ripe stones and apparently they were too quick for'er... so she cracks her head open and all the memories fly out and she becomes bacon strawberry."
Halona blinks her eyes again, "I see. I hope Terri will get better soon." She says still not exactly sure what is going on.
"Hahahahahahahaha! That rhymed..." Braxton says, staring at his sister. "Did you know that you look a lot like mom did?" Braxton laughs again, "I am going to be cursed with the knlowledge that I have a mate who is not a mate, and what's more, she's pregnant! And she'll just raise those kits alone, no Braxton, no father. 'Cause I'm an idiot, sis, an idiot who can't protect his family worth a damn. I wonder what trees taste like."
Halona blinks her eyes again, "You are not a idiot Braxton!" She says finally having enough of this talk. "I do not want you to say that again and no I did not know. I look like mom and have no idea what trees taste like."
Braxton chuckles and noses his sister. "Well, how should I talk?" Braxton says. "Oh! Ooooh! I can talk high and squeaky! Let me try, let me try..." Braxton clears his throat a few times and smirks at his sister, then just... keeps talking normal, or whatever is normal for his manic depressive, sleep-deprived state. "I'm a mouse! Hee hee!"
Halona tilts her head a little, "I meant. I do not want you to call yourself an idiot Braxton. That is what I meant by not talking like that!"
Braxton looks at his sister, almost in admiration. "You know, I bet you don't have to worry about stuff like this. No families to hurt. No mates to let down. No kits to hurt." Braxton says, then yawns widely. "I bet mom and dad are proud of yoooooooooou... not their... failure of a son."
Halona sighs, "You ar enot a failure Braxton. I do want a mate and kits of my own. So how dare you say that. You are lucky. You do have a mate and kits."
"Couldn't even protect m'mate, sis. Jus' hurt her feelings and now she'll never be back, never lie at m'side and tell me she loves me." Braxton starts to weep. And he really needs sleep, too. "No, Halona, there's a strange vixen in my den, not Terri." Braxton finally flops on the ground. "If mom'n'dad could see me now, they'd think they went..." Yaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwn. "...wrong..." And Braxton finally falls asleep, right in front of his sister. His mate needs to recover or he's hopelessly lost like this.
Halona sighs, "Damn!" The vixen says under her breathe. Then looks around the area to see if any one else is around. She does not likei this at all. She is really going to need to figure out what exactly is going on and what happened.
Braxton doesn't look much better than he did the day before, despite what would have been Zalia's best efforts, Braxton keeps refusing to care for himself while Terri remains an Amnesiac. He does look groomed for once, however, but his eyes remain bloodshot.
Halona is making her way into the area and spots her brother from the distance and rushes over towards him as the vixen says, "Hello. Are you alright?" She asks noticing the bloodshot eyes so it is clear that he's far from alright.
Braxton smiles. "Hello Halona. You look lice and rainy today." His voice sounds manic and sleep-deprived. "IS there a soup in the fly or are the cherries greener than before?"
Halona blinks her eyes as she thinks about that for a moment, "What do you mean?" She finally asks in a confused tone of voice. "What is wrong?"
Braxton just smiles to Halona, his face weary. This, ladies and gentlemen, is a defeated and sorrowful fox. He shakes his head a bit. "Where've you been, sisssssay?"
Halona blinks her eyes, "I have been out looking around and trying to think about some things. What has been going on while. I was away if you do not mind my asking?"
"Well, I'll tell you... once upon a time a fox was born, and several years later, he failed his damn family." And Braxton starts giggling madly.
Braxton giggles more and nuzzles his sister. "Oh, Terri's off in some other world because of a hunting accident, and her mate, the weak fool to end all weak fools, allowed it to happen." Braxton laughs again madly. "Hey, did you know that apples taste funny?"
Halona blinks her eyes a little accepting nuzzle then returning it. "WHat do you mean she is off in some other world because of a hunting accident? I did not know apples taste funny."
Braxton starts humming an eerie singsong tune that has no tune or melody. "Well, I'll tell you, this damn idiot of a fox, one who likes grapes and porcupine quills, made an ass of himself t'his mate, she went off to hunt for seashells and ripe stones and apparently they were too quick for'er... so she cracks her head open and all the memories fly out and she becomes bacon strawberry."
Halona blinks her eyes again, "I see. I hope Terri will get better soon." She says still not exactly sure what is going on.
"Hahahahahahahaha! That rhymed..." Braxton says, staring at his sister. "Did you know that you look a lot like mom did?" Braxton laughs again, "I am going to be cursed with the knlowledge that I have a mate who is not a mate, and what's more, she's pregnant! And she'll just raise those kits alone, no Braxton, no father. 'Cause I'm an idiot, sis, an idiot who can't protect his family worth a damn. I wonder what trees taste like."
Halona blinks her eyes again, "You are not a idiot Braxton!" She says finally having enough of this talk. "I do not want you to say that again and no I did not know. I look like mom and have no idea what trees taste like."
Braxton chuckles and noses his sister. "Well, how should I talk?" Braxton says. "Oh! Ooooh! I can talk high and squeaky! Let me try, let me try..." Braxton clears his throat a few times and smirks at his sister, then just... keeps talking normal, or whatever is normal for his manic depressive, sleep-deprived state. "I'm a mouse! Hee hee!"
Halona tilts her head a little, "I meant. I do not want you to call yourself an idiot Braxton. That is what I meant by not talking like that!"
Braxton looks at his sister, almost in admiration. "You know, I bet you don't have to worry about stuff like this. No families to hurt. No mates to let down. No kits to hurt." Braxton says, then yawns widely. "I bet mom and dad are proud of yoooooooooou... not their... failure of a son."
Halona sighs, "You ar enot a failure Braxton. I do want a mate and kits of my own. So how dare you say that. You are lucky. You do have a mate and kits."
"Couldn't even protect m'mate, sis. Jus' hurt her feelings and now she'll never be back, never lie at m'side and tell me she loves me." Braxton starts to weep. And he really needs sleep, too. "No, Halona, there's a strange vixen in my den, not Terri." Braxton finally flops on the ground. "If mom'n'dad could see me now, they'd think they went..." Yaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwn. "...wrong..." And Braxton finally falls asleep, right in front of his sister. His mate needs to recover or he's hopelessly lost like this.
Halona sighs, "Damn!" The vixen says under her breathe. Then looks around the area to see if any one else is around. She does not likei this at all. She is really going to need to figure out what exactly is going on and what happened.