Grassland+Interactions

I meandered aimlessly through the towers of grass. Looking for a new home that would accept me. Trying to find a new way to pursue my goal. My loathing for those of The Great Tree is increasing by the minute. A plan begins to make its way into my mind. I begin my journey to the Land of the Magical Cactuses.

It was a beautiful morning but there was no time to waste. A meeting was in session. This meeting was of great importance because the kingdom was in a state of chaos. "Order in the court," cried King Jack the Sparrow, "I have called you all here today because the main food dealer was banished and a new job position has opened up, any volunteers?" "I volunteer," exclaimed Knight Sir Cottontail, "I will give my knight position to the Spelling Bee and gather food !" "So it is decided," replied the King.

"Finally, I've made it alive," said the traveler to himself. A far as the eye could see were rolling hills of cactuses, magical cactuses. The scent, the manipulation scent. The beauty, the mind controlling beauty. I mindlessly make my way to these magnificent cactuses. I begin to reach for it when something snaps me back into reality. "Hey watch it buddy!" Cries a small voice. "Wwhatt?" I stutter in return. "Those cactuses are poisonous. They manipulate your mind and urge you to touch it. Once you touch it you go crazy and kill any animal in your path until you die hours later." "Where are you" "Right here, my name is Tick Tock the Tick." "Perfect."

Knight Sir Cottontail had just arrived from collecting food. When a sharp pain struck his side, "I need more food." He said aloud. His mind became fuzzy as if it wasn't him controlling it. When his vision came back to him he was near a new plant he hadn't seen before it was magnificent. He started to come back to his senses. "What was that and why was I manipulated?" He asked himself aloud. "Its called a Tick," says a voice from behind a tree. He just had time for one more noise. "SNA.." and he was gone.

I finally got inside the kingdom. The sweet taste of revenge seeped into my mouth. My loathing for King Jack the Sparrow was diminished. I began my hunt for him. There he was wandering helplessly in search of seeds. As I clamped my jaw he disappeared. I stopped as a blur flew past me! I scurried away but not before he darted past my path again! I cowered in the grass. I got lifted into the air and I began to fall scared, horrified, underwater...

King Jack the Sparrow returned to The Great Tree. Oh how much he loved The Great Tree. His entire life he has taken from the tree and it has never asked of anything from him.

Everything was good at the kingdom but it was the Spelling Bee's job to protect the kingdom. He heard the cry around here. He scanned the area until he spotted the most amazing plant he had ever seen. As he was pollination it his mind snapped. He made his way back to the kingdom with only on goal in mind.



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