Waydya is a 4'2" albino squirrel whose cold, red eyes seem to look
straight through you - when she is not wearing sunglasses, which she
usually is. (Albinos have sensitive eyes) Even behind dark glass her
eyes, which seem to never blink, have a kind of unemotional Terminator
effect to them that is only offset by her friendly smile. Her pointed
ears are twitching restlessly, and she keeps looking this way and that,
as if she's not quite sure what she's doing in this brave new world.
Her short, slightly plump body is covered with thick fluffy fur which
she somehow always manages to keep as clean and white as driven snow.
Her big bushy tail stands up swaying behind her like a clan banner. She
feels no need for clothing or shoes, and wears no adornments except
for a pink bow tied firmly around her tailroot, and a black velvet
armband around her upper left arm - or is it a foreleg? She is not that
much anthropomorph really, but she _is_ bipedal, at least on the
[Having no clothes, she has no pockets either, but it is not entirely
inconceivable that she may be hiding all kind of small objects in her
She sees you looking at her.
Carrying: An acorn!, Another acorn!, and "Hug" Verbs [lookat]
Spaceroo, Intrepid Intergalactic Explorer Extraordinare, is a visitor to
your planet, straight from the beautiful and prosperous Planet Marsupia.
A kangaroo is the terrestrial animal he most closely resembles, but he
is actually quite a unique animal. He has a long muzzle, chinless jaw, large
softly-lashed eyes, enormous ears, a long, thick, flexible tail, large
clawed feet, and a loose, furry hide. He is colored a light reddish-brown,
with a white underbelly and black spots on his finger, toe, nose, ear, and
tail tips. His large braincase is covered by a shaggy white mane of hair,
which then runs horse-like down his neck and back, until nearly the base
of his tail. Spaceroo can walk and carry himself confortably in an upright
position, but he can also drop horizontally and hop, roo-style.
Spaceroo's currently wearing a big red sign around his neck, reading "Feed
Me!", and nothing else. Why, he's not sure, but it seemed like a good idea
to cut down on his grocery bills when it occured to him. Now, he's feeling
a lil silly about the whole thing. *blush*
Carrying: Big Pink Paper wrapped box with a ribbon 'round it., and thing
You leave for The Rose Garden.
The Rose Garden(#304RLJ)
The Rose Garden is a rather large clearing formed by the intersection
of two wide avenues of grass, one running North-south, the other, east-
west. The grassy clearing is bordered on all sides by a wide band of
roses interspersed with large evergreens for shade. A number of benches
and picnic tables are scattered around the periphery, and some
brilliant soul has thought to drag in a large bulletin board, now
stationed before some of the bordering flora.
[E]ast, [N]orth, [S]outh, [W]est, and Sky over the Garden [Up]
Contents: Steve, Maxl, Fountain, and Bulletin Board [Fake]
Room: The Rose Garden
LostNSpaceroo male space kangaroo
I am Waydya female squirrel
Steve male 'toon squirrel
!Maxl Male Badger
---[ Found 4 characters. ( 4 Awake ) ]-------------------------------------
The time is 15:17:24 Pacific.
Spaceroo aws. Random distruction and loss always makes life more
Spaceroo ahems. de... never mind.
Waydya prefurs distraction to destruction. ;)
Spaceroo waves a watch on a chain back in forth in front of Waydya, trying
to distract her. =o)
Waydya watches the watch. 0.0
Steve chatters, "Waydya willfully watches the watch. Weawwy."
Spaceroo puts on a pair of those hypto-glasses with the spirals on the
lenses, and a silly looking yet evil fake goatee. "You are under my
power... you are feeling sleepy... sleepy..."
Waydya feels sleepy...sleepy...
Waydya has disconnected
Maxl replaces Spaceroo's goatee with a big beard and a bowler.
Steve tickles Waydya. "Smarty." >=)
Spaceroo grins, discarding the beard, and doffing the bowler to his chest,
all Laural and Hardy-like. *silent grin*
You chitter, "Well that's another fine mess etc." to Spaceroo.
Steve ooghs, at another fine mess Spaceroo's gotten himself into.
Steve chats, "Great sciurine minds think alike. =)"
You chitter, "If this wasn't a MUCK, would it be another fine MUSH...? <G>"
You hug Steve! Steve hugs ya and pats ya on the back.
Waydya skips around a bit.
Spaceroo ah, wells, and puts in a call to housekeeping.
Steve watches Waydya. "Feeling skippy...squirrel?" =)
Steve chatchits, "You're calling _Good Housekeeping_, Spaceroo?"
Waydya grins squirrelishisly.
Spaceroo oohs, and sorty spin-waltzy-hops around too, in a highly random
Spaceroo nods at Steve. "That vinal furniture and green splotched carpet in
the rec room finally netted us a cover shot."
Spaceroo wonders if he should rearrange the lava lamps before the
photographer gets here.
Steve nods. "Try to rearrange them such that no one will notice the lava
only gets up half-way."
You chitter, "Don't they rearrange themselves all the time? ;)"
Spaceroo aims all the track lighting at Steve, to feature him prominantly
in the decor.
Waydya starts climbing up and down a tree at random. After watching fur a
while you realise why there are no such things as squirrel lamps.
Steve watches Waydya go up and down and up and down..."Maybe not, but when
you're up at the top I get the most...fascinating view." ;)
Waydya eeps and blushes.
Spaceroo pounces Steve, and *slurps* him. "Hey, you be nice to the lady.
Steve acks! and tumbles.
Spaceroo does have to admit it's quite a cute ribbon though, Waydya. =o)
Steve chits, "Hey, I find cuteness fascinating. Whaddya expect? =)"
Spaceroo hops over to a garbage can, rummages through it, and finds a piece
of that "POLICE LINE: DO NOT CROSS" ribbon, and ties it around his own
tail to join the club. =o)
Waydya wows. This place has been a crime scene?
Steve nods. "We use it to block off areas where folks actually want to
role-play seriously, if you can believe that."
Steve glances back at his ribbonless tail, and sniffles a bit. "I feel so
Waydya rummages through her fur and finds a plaid ribbon which she hands to
Spaceroo aws, and hops back to the garbage can, rummaging. "Hm... there's
some fanfold paper peeling, and a salami skin. Which should I tie on ya?
Oh, never mind. ==o)
Steve chats, "Plaid?"
Waydya nods. Day-glo plaid.
Steve chatchits, "Hey, it matches the shirt. I guess. Thanks. =)"
Spaceroo aws, and sniffles. He wants something day glow.
Steve ties the ribbon on and into a neat little bow.
Spaceroo *slurps* the salami skin thoughtfully. No use letting scraps go to
Steve ties a day-glow yellow ribbon around Spaceroo's left ear, whistling
"Tie a Yellow Ribbon 'Round the Ol' Eucalyptus Tree."
Waydya hasn't heard that one. Is it the Australian version?
Maxl paints Spaceroo's sign an ugly lime-green day glo colour.
Steve shrugs. "Wouldn't be quite as appropriate for an old *oak* tree,
would it?" ;)
Spaceroo hms. "I don't know. I think someone dies in the Aussie version.
Par for the region. ;)"
Steve ties the kangaroo down, sport.
Spaceroo hms at his sign, its vital lettering obscured. Ah, well. Think of
something more interesting to write on it, maybe.,
Spaceroo gnaws at his ropes. "Ugh, Steve. I didn't know you were into
Steve chits, "Sorry."
Steve unties the tied-up 'roo.
Spaceroo grins, and patpats Steve. "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure some really
go for it. ;o)"
Waydya notices Steve painted out part of the D on Space's sign, and starts
Steve chatterchitters, "They really tie one on, eh?"
Steve chatterchitters, "Painted? Maxl did the painting. You're kind of
right, but kind of not. ;)"
Maxl hisses, "Oh, don't worry - people confuse me and Steve all the time."
Spaceroo heehees at Waydya, and rolls 'round to paw up at her playful-like.
Waydya's player shrugs. It's 1 AM here, what do you expect? ;)
Maxl hisses, "You to be sleeping?"
Spaceroo ooohs. "Keen. A Europian. =o)"
Spaceroo slurps you!
Steve hms. "You're...somewhere in Scandinavia?"
Waydya looks at the player. "Yeah, he's more or less asleep already... ;)"
Spaceroo bets the view of the Great Red Spot must be tremendous at
1 AM. =o)
Maxl hisses, "Norway, I think."
Maxl sets Spaceroo atop the Monolith?
Spaceroo eeeks, and jumps to safety as the drums start, and the monolith
crumbles, revealing a single word. ALL. *big echoing voice calls out said
Steve chitters, "What, no giant YES's and KNOW's?"
Maxl hees, and poofs Spaceroo.
Waydya ohs. *That* Monolith. (There's another Monolith in Oslo...)
Spaceroo poofs, indeed.
Spaceroo hms? at Waydya? =o)
Waydya nods. It's not like the one in 2001 though. ;) It's the center point
of a big sculpture park, very tall and made up of human figures.
Waydya's player wonders if there are any pictures on the web...
Maxl oohs. Neat.
Steve chitchats, "If it's naughty enough, it's as likely as not. ;)"
Spaceroo stands up on one foot, tail and other leg stretched out behind
him, his arms spread like he were flying, ears swept back, the whole
thing. All statuesque and stuff.
Maxl fuzzlies Steve. Quite.
Spaceroo holds the pose for about 12 seconds, and starts teetering. *tip*
Waydya looks at SpaceR. "You look like a hood ornament! ;)"
Maxl hmms, and repaints the caption on Spaceroo's sign. 'Make me an art
Steve does a quick search. "Ah, here's a page..."
Spaceroo falls on Waydya. ;) "I do not! ;P"
Waydya's waiting for Kvasir (Norwegian search engine) to return
You chitter, "Okay so you're not chromed... <G>"
Steve chromes Spaceroo!
Steve chats, "Now? =)"
Spaceroo hmphs, and floofs up Waydya with his paws. Quite thouroughly.
"I'm high art, not low commercial stuff. Well, at least not
Maxl hisses, "You're high art, Spaceroo. You're not a comic strip or
Waydya ended up on the same page...oh well. There's a good picture of the
Monolith a bit down.
Steve chatchits, "Must be a good one, then. =) =) =)"
Spaceroo bleahs. Sound cards have too many jacks on the back
Spaceroo checks out the monolith, finally having figured out what goes
where... he was absent that day in school...
Waydya ahs. There's a picture of Sinnataggen too (near the bottom).
Of course. That's AFAIK the only statue in the park that has a nickname.
It got stolen a couple of years back but is back in place now...
Spaceroo ooohs. Intwined bods.
Spaceroo makes a similar monolith out of a whole mess of those little
plastic 'Barrel of Monkeys' things...
Maxl oohs. Neat sculpture.
Steve heehees. "Kid looks pretty cranky."
Waydya nods. Sinnataggen means angry little fellow or something like that.
Spaceroo huhs. He must know less about placental mammals then he thought.
"Do humans /really/ have litters this big?
Spaceroo huhs. "And do they play hackysack with them regularly, too?
Spaceroo gets too feeling all lost. The things he doesn't know...
You chitter, "If you look at the first picture you'll see a peculiar
pattern around the fountain. That's a maze. There's actually one long
passage leading from the inside to the outside. I tried walking it once,
it took me oh, about half an hour..."
Spaceroo nods. He's seen something like that once.
Waydya's player checks the main page. No guest book. Oh well. He copies the
mail link to his mailer to send our host a note later.
Steve hmphs. "The photo doesn't want to load more than half-way."
Steve chits, "Grrrr...now it's about 3/4 through. All right, I think I see
what you're talking about."
Spaceroo pokes Steve's HTTP connection. "It's weird. Trust me."
Steve chats, "Yeah, I think my local network's screwed up."
You chitter, "Well I think I'll go to bed. If you want to explore my home
district a bit try www.askernett.no/ak/english.html"
Spaceroo *squeezes* Waydya. "No offense, incedentally. It is a neat park."
Waydya hugs Maxl, Steve, and Spaceroo!
Steve chats, "See you, Waydya."
Spaceroo nuzzles you!
Steve snuggles you!
You jump into a tree and scurry up the trunk out of sight.
Waydya's Tree Home
It's small. Of course, That explains the lock on the door. ;)
Basically, it is a hole in the trunk of the tree, but a closer look
reveals that its size has been carefully adjusted to be just big
enough for its owner and a small guest or two, without weakening the
The floor is covered with soft fresh moss, and you have just started
thinking what a chore it must be to replace it regularly when you
realize that it's actually growing in here. Apparently, Waydya is not
just anthropomorph enough to have thumbs, but both of them are green
in, and out
...but what if the right people *don't* get it?