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Jaye has a minion!
Colors of the Rainbie
Colors of the Rainbie
Jaye
Legacy Name: Jaye
The
Nostalgic LainOwner:
TennieAge: 11 years, 5 months, 5 days
Born: November 13th, 2012
Adopted: 11 years, 5 months, 5 days ago
Adopted: November 13th, 2012
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Once, a long time ago, the world turned violet.
It happened overnight. Everything turned violet, from the trees to the sky, to the mountains and the people just like you and me. People sat around looking at one another, wondering if they were dreaming, but things stayed violet... all except for a single blue jay who hadn't changed color, and had stayed the brightest shade of blue.
Being the only thing in the entire world that wasn't violet, she was caught and put into a cage.
People were shocked; some were amazed and some were frightened. Scientists gathered to test the bird. Was something wrong with peoples' eyes, or was this a trick of nature? They did studies and analyzed and discussed, but nothing ever seemed to come from it. They argued about the blue jay - was she even a bird at all? After all, she was the only bird who had stayed blue - everything else was violet! But eventually the questions stopped and the world became used to being violet.
Then, just as suddenly as the world had turned violet, the world turned yellow. Except, of course, for the blue jay.
A yellow world was not much different than a violet one. People discussed the color change, and what it meant, and why the blue jay had, again, stayed blue. The bird became more important, and was fitted with a golden cage to sit in, and nicer seed to eat. People lined up for miles to look upon the creature that was different than the rest of the world.
Time passed, and the world experienced more shifts in color. First to orange, and then to pink. Still, the blue jay stayed the same. All of this change caused even more disagreement, until the fifth year.
In the fifth year, everything turned blue.
The first thing people asked was about the blue jay. Had she stayed blue? Yes, she was still the same color. But now there was only one color in the world, and that was blue. People began to lose interest in the blue jay. The lines to see her grew shorter, eventually disappearing. One day, close to one year since the world had turned blue, someone felt sorry for her and opened the cage to let the blue jay out. She flew off, looking happy to be free.
The very next morning the world was once again a rainbow of color, almost as if the last six years had never happened. At first it was a joyous occasion; there were parades and parties and celebrations like no other. Soon, however, people became used to having all of the colors back in their lives. They forgot that the world had once been just violet, yellow, orange, pink and blue.
Still, on occasion, someone will wonder where the blue jay had gone and how she was doing. But most of all, they wondered if she was still the color blue, and what it had all meant.
Story by Carol Moser
It happened overnight. Everything turned violet, from the trees to the sky, to the mountains and the people just like you and me. People sat around looking at one another, wondering if they were dreaming, but things stayed violet... all except for a single blue jay who hadn't changed color, and had stayed the brightest shade of blue.
Being the only thing in the entire world that wasn't violet, she was caught and put into a cage.
People were shocked; some were amazed and some were frightened. Scientists gathered to test the bird. Was something wrong with peoples' eyes, or was this a trick of nature? They did studies and analyzed and discussed, but nothing ever seemed to come from it. They argued about the blue jay - was she even a bird at all? After all, she was the only bird who had stayed blue - everything else was violet! But eventually the questions stopped and the world became used to being violet.
Then, just as suddenly as the world had turned violet, the world turned yellow. Except, of course, for the blue jay.
A yellow world was not much different than a violet one. People discussed the color change, and what it meant, and why the blue jay had, again, stayed blue. The bird became more important, and was fitted with a golden cage to sit in, and nicer seed to eat. People lined up for miles to look upon the creature that was different than the rest of the world.
Time passed, and the world experienced more shifts in color. First to orange, and then to pink. Still, the blue jay stayed the same. All of this change caused even more disagreement, until the fifth year.
In the fifth year, everything turned blue.
The first thing people asked was about the blue jay. Had she stayed blue? Yes, she was still the same color. But now there was only one color in the world, and that was blue. People began to lose interest in the blue jay. The lines to see her grew shorter, eventually disappearing. One day, close to one year since the world had turned blue, someone felt sorry for her and opened the cage to let the blue jay out. She flew off, looking happy to be free.
The very next morning the world was once again a rainbow of color, almost as if the last six years had never happened. At first it was a joyous occasion; there were parades and parties and celebrations like no other. Soon, however, people became used to having all of the colors back in their lives. They forgot that the world had once been just violet, yellow, orange, pink and blue.
Still, on occasion, someone will wonder where the blue jay had gone and how she was doing. But most of all, they wondered if she was still the color blue, and what it had all meant.
Story by Carol Moser