Maila was just like everyone else. You know, the average gorisailn citizen. . . she liked to play with her friends, climb trees, sleep, and her favorite food was pikkoe salad. She looked the same as well; Large blue forearms, shaggy fur, turquoise hair with glowing white stripes, and deep, ocean blue eyes. She loved her friends, who were basically siblings, and obviously she was thankful for her safe, enjoyable life. But, she couldn't help but have an urge for adventure! Little did she know, that she'd actually get one . . .
Join Maila and all of her her friends on an epic journey in: Blu!
In Maila's world, EVERYTHING is blue. There -of course- are many different shades of blue though. But one day, she discovers something that would change everything: A black stone pillar. When she reaches out to touch it, her world get's turned on it's head. She sees the world differently now, everything she touches has possibility in it, to change colour... just like she did!
A great fantasy/adventure/heroic read for everyone! Enjoy
*(Warning: VERY DESCRIPTIVE, not scary, but there IS the following: pain, blood, fights (physical), concussions, battle wounds, etc.)* Recommended for ages eight and up
This is not supposed to be racist, please note that it is only a matter of the world becoming colourful. The only reason for judging based on colour later in the read, is because they are not familiar with anything that isn't blue.
Sonic Prime x F!Reader
[6k - 22k worded chapters]
No one knows how you got to Green Hill, and to be honest, no one really cared. All they knew, all you knew, was that you washed ashore one day, covered in salty water and sea weed. Though it was a mystery on how you came to be, no one questioned it as they allowed you to live and thrive with them. No one batted an eye to your odd stick out, it was as if no one cared. It was a clean slate.
But clean slates are hard to work with, especially when you know so little about yourself, let alone the world around you. You were curious, yes, but you were also cautious, not sure what approach to take to, well, anyone. Were you considered weird for it? Oddly enough, not at all.
However, with built friendships comes tragedy one way or another, that was something you always knew from the beginning. You were always so desperate to try and keep those you consider close safe, but you somehow always manage to screw that up. Now that you're really looking at yourself, you don't seem to be from around here. Who are you again?