When you fear that you're about to be pulled down, you start to really make an effort. You twirl your tails tight and then release them like a powerful propeller. You lunge forward and out of the water. Skidding over the sea's surface like an uncontrolled speedboat, you escape from the sucking grasp of the sinking isle.
Not much later you come to a spinning stop. The sea has calmed down, there's no more isle. The other yellow Buizel approaches through the air, dangling by her spinning tails. "You ok?"
I join my partner and we both fly in search of dry land...
-- SECTOR X : The Hidden Imagination There is only one type of you. One. The imagination & creativity emits, from within. That one soul's inner self. Do not withdraw! Unleash your heart's contents! Reveal yourself! The Wings of Creativity
For the most part of the day you fly, but it's nothing but water all around and you're getting tired. At last, close to sunset, you spot land. It appears to be a relatively flat island, with tropical vegetation and a human settlement.
Before you can get close to it, you spot something moving fast in your general direction. It appears to be a human riding a Lapras, going for a speedrun through the water.
Buizel.
Done
-Gender: M
-Age(?): Lv.10
-Y?: I love Buizel, he's the perfect little guy!
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what brings imagination to creativity?
~~ the imaginative soul ~~