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thefolder2014-01-19 09:26 pm
elementofpeanutbutter) wrote in thefolder2014-01-19 09:26 pm
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Who: Trixie, her Digimon and anyone interested in helping her.
What: She bought a cart and is trying to fix it up.
Where: Hospitown
When: Monday Late morning
It was a used wooden cart.
That's all there was to it really. Four sturdy wheels, a set of poles on either side of the front that connected on a hand bar so the cart could be pulled along.
It was big enough to accommodate two passengers on the front seat where a driver might be seated, and in the cart itself there was enough room for up to six seated comfortably.
It was dull, nothing flashy nor particularly special about this cart.
But Trixie couldn't get her mind off it.
And so she pooled together what was left of her finances and struck a deal with the green skinned teen who owned it. He agreed and gave her a discount on the promise that she help him move next time he changed residence. Trixie agreed.
She had no intention of following up on this, but she agreed none the less.
And so she circled the cart slowly, stroking her chin in thought. Her pointed hat was tipped back on her head casually and her cloak fluttered ever so gently with every few steps she took.
"I can comfortably pull the cart with you and your possessions inside." Minion the White Pawnchessmon commented testing the height of the bar.
What: She bought a cart and is trying to fix it up.
Where: Hospitown
When: Monday Late morning
It was a used wooden cart.
That's all there was to it really. Four sturdy wheels, a set of poles on either side of the front that connected on a hand bar so the cart could be pulled along.
It was big enough to accommodate two passengers on the front seat where a driver might be seated, and in the cart itself there was enough room for up to six seated comfortably.
It was dull, nothing flashy nor particularly special about this cart.
But Trixie couldn't get her mind off it.
And so she pooled together what was left of her finances and struck a deal with the green skinned teen who owned it. He agreed and gave her a discount on the promise that she help him move next time he changed residence. Trixie agreed.
She had no intention of following up on this, but she agreed none the less.
And so she circled the cart slowly, stroking her chin in thought. Her pointed hat was tipped back on her head casually and her cloak fluttered ever so gently with every few steps she took.
"I can comfortably pull the cart with you and your possessions inside." Minion the White Pawnchessmon commented testing the height of the bar.
"We're going to need to paint it. Something more pleasant, perhaps purple. Trixie does enjoy the shade so much..."
Despite it being the same color as her rival Twilight Sparkle...
"Or perhaps some other color...a mix of colors. We will also need a covering over the top. Something to protect us from the elements. Trixie wishes to be as comfortable as possible inside her cart!"