#Nightshade berries? Yup

[bespectacled-bookwyrm]

N: *laughing, mimicking Colress* "Nooo, N! Don't eat the uranium rod!"

Concordia: DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT CONSUME URANIUM.

N: *big, happy smile*

Anthea: I'M CALLING AN AMBULANCE.

N: It was tasty.

Anthea and Concordia: NO.

[rottmntquotes]

Mikey: *With the Most Unimpressed Look He Can Muster* You and Todd were picking berries by the creek, weren't you?

Leo: *With a Mouth Full Of Berries* Yup.

Mikey: I bet you think they're blueberries, don't you?

Leo: Are they not?

Mikey: Those are Nightshade berries.

Leo: And?

Mikey: They could easily kill you within a matter of hours if consumed.

Leo: *Spits Out the Berries Before Falling Down Dramatically*

Mikey: *Unimpressed Look Intensifies*

[sunnydaleherald]

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Samples

Current Progress on each

Magical Monstrous Girl

"Long time no see." Neda's eyes lifted from her purse. A woman smiled at her in a way that made her very uncomfortable. She was very close. "Hey, you." She straightened her body as she backed up. Her mind searched for a name. "How's it going?" "It's, going?" She glanced at the baristas behind the counter. Hard at work filling out orders. "So that little...angel of yours is-" "Oh, it's you." She looked at the woman she now recognized. "Penny's doing great, she still plays and they made it to the championship." "Oh, how wonderful." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Well, Davey actually moved on to football. It's much more challenging you know. More his speed." "You think so huh?" She looked at her phone. "He ever play on ice with skates, a stick, and a projectile hard enough to break your teeth?" She gave a small laugh. "Of course not, who would do that?" "I did, my dad, and my kids do. Every winter the whole family loves a good game of hockey. It's just not your speed I guess." "NightShade, got a Neda NightShade." The barista read the name as he put the cups on the counter. "Well it was nice seeing you." "Yup, sure it was." She turned and picked up the beverages held together by the cardboard cutout box. She handled it carefully as she open the door and got into the car.

After the Fall

The clicking of the door lock was always alerting to Neda. It was always something interesting that waited on the other side. It hadn't opened in what felt like forever. For months on end she had the same stories and episodes to keep her company. She stood up, waiting for the the cube to deliver some more books and videos. She tilted her head as something else came into view. She smoothed out her shirt and brushed off the crumbs when she realized she actually had company! Said company was a female that seemed to be around her age. The cream white fur, almost black red eyes, long ears lightly draped over her shoulders, and two horns on the top of her head. She jumped as the door slammed behind her. "Hey," Neda tried to lean against the wall but shyly readjusted herself as the goat girl looked at her. "What's up, I'm Neda...What your name?" She cringed at her own voice. Not a good first impression she thought. "Hello, I'm Toriel." Her eyes took in the bear's form, the short and thick black fur with the almost random splotches of gold on her right paw, right eye, short snout, tips of her bangs, and what she could see of her neck and chest. She stopped at her dark green eyes as she said, "It's a pleasure to meet you". They both smiled, sincere sweet smiles. "Well, thanks Toriel. I, uh, wasn't expecting anyone but I'm so glad you did! ...Drop by," She laughed nervously as she quickly brushed up the crumbs and threw them through the disposal shoot. "Want some bread? Water? I saved a bottle of berry juice if you want it, I think it's still good...." "Water is fine, thank you." Toriel looked around the room. She watched Neda open the door in the corner of the room and turn on the faucet. "You have your own bathroom?" "Yeah, don't stick any blankets or clothes in the toilet or they'll tranquilize you and you'll wake up blanket-less and nude. I just got these back." She said handing over a filled plastic glass. She took it as she gave a skeptical look. "If you mind me asking...." "Oh! No, I spilled some juice on it and I didn't want to wait two days to get it back. Guess they thought I was trying to escape." "How long have you been in here?" "Since..." She she sat on the floor, arms around her knees. "Since I was ten...I'm not sure how much time has passed since then, at least five years?"

The Forgotten Ones

Steam rose from the delicately ornate teacup as a warm liquid was poured in. A large finger curled around the handle and lifted it off it's saucer. The monster breathed in the warmth and lifted it his lips. He sighed contently after a long sip, the day dragged at a nice slow pace. He looked out the window at the colorful garden. He smiled warmly at the sight of his kids wading through the plants as they chased each other. He looked back at the papers on the desk. All of them signed with his all important name and blessing. He put the saucer down looked them over one last time. He didn't want another ban skorts incident. Once his worries were satisfied he straightened them out, turning to give them to the secretary. In his attempted haste his foot was caught under the rug. With a little gasp and a thud he fell to the ground, papers flying around him and gently slid onto the floor. He quickly gathered them up, carefully not to crumple or tear as he tried to order them properly. He was in the middle of counting them when his wife ran up to the doorway. "Honey, what was that n-Are you alright?" She asked as she knelt next to him sitting on the carpet. "I just had a little spill." He assured her as she examined his leg. "I'm fine." "You sure? Can you stand up on your own?" "Yeah," He chuckled, putting his hand on the desk as he rose off the ground. "I was collecting the papers I dropped." "I see..." She flattened out the carpet. "I swear you get yourself injured more often than the kids do." "Speaking of which, I'm surprised you're not out there with them." "I was, just came in for a moment to check the oven." She chuckled as he seemed to perk up.