26 February 2014 @ 09:58 pm
[Piglet stands with arms holding onto some very Precious handmade items he received as gifts from his Very Good Friends. It seems that he's hoping the new and considerably larger animals of the City either won't notice or will let him take a few souvenirs of his City friends home.]

N-not that I w-won't miss Everyone t-terribly. B-but I think Pooh and the others must be missing me. [He sniffles a little, wiping at his eyes with a particularly nice scarf.] But... d-does anyone know the way? I-I'm not quite sure where it is, you see.

[ooc: final goodbyes~ :( ]
23 December 2013 @ 06:49 pm
I would just like to say, that there are not nearly enough proper people here. A-and by this... I mean ones that are not quite so very Tall.

Th-there needs to be more Tree homes too. And I mean 'more' here as in All of the homes should be proper Trees, not the boxy untree type of things that they currently are....
24 November 2013 @ 08:12 pm
[Piglet nervously clutches a small stack of pieces of paper in his arms.]

H-hallo... Um, I made some maps that might be Useful... that is, if anyone might need one.

[Which might just be greatly inaccurate or completely unhelpful as they were made by a very small animal who puts importance in things that an ordinary person would not even notice or care about... Such as a good climbing tree, or a funny shaped rock.]
26 October 2013 @ 10:47 pm
[Accidental Video]

[A single sheet of paper fills the lens of Piglet's network device, blocking any direct sight of it's owner. On it, in a childlike scrawl of misshapen letters (some backwards) can be read. You see, Piglet's never been able to get the hang of texting without the long thin fingers that human types of people possess. The words read as such:

"Halp. I am stuk.  -Piglit"  ]

[ooc: Piglet, having been trapped amongst extremely tall mazes of corn is doing the only sensible thing and waiting to be found. He's near his device, but may have nodded off with all the waiting he's been doing these last few hours. In the meanwhile, he's written a note.]

29 September 2013 @ 09:13 pm
H-hallo. [Piglet gives a small wave of his very small paw to the camera.] So I've noticed that there seems to be a Party happening. [By this, he most likely means the carnival on the outskirts of town.]

I was just wondering what the party is for? A-and can anyone come? M-mainly meaning a very small animal such as m-myself. And if so... what kind of gift should do you think I should bring?

24 August 2013 @ 10:51 pm
[Winds buffer the microphone of Piglet's network device, competing with the spluttering cries of alarm coming from the little fellow. Pink, blue, brown. and green mix in a flurry of movement on the screen, and it becomes apparent that Piglet is flailing in a panic amongst branches the upper branches of a very tall tree.]


[ooc: Poor Piglet has been caught up in some of the aftermath of Hei's Apocalyptic Plotty-plot. Unfortunately, Gusts of Winds are not quite so harmless when it comes to such very small animals like Piglet who can be easily blown away.]
22 July 2013 @ 05:22 pm
[Piglet tuptups carefully back from his network device, wearing a small bowl on his head and with a rather large regular sized sock tied over his face. He blinks a couple times, reaching up two toilet papered paws to readjust his mask and muffledly speaks through it.]

I-if a-anyone who is Nice a-and h-harmless is feeling Unwell... [He fidgets a little bit.] T-that is to say, if anyone like that is needing a-anything... I-I'd like to offer my help. I-if it's something that isn't too Hard, that is.

24 June 2013 @ 01:32 am
I don't suppose that anyone might h-happen to have some blustery heffalumps? [His little piggy eyes blink, looking a little startled. Even so, he tries again.] O-oh no. I mean to say a flying plutterfa... [And again.] a jagulumpy... I m-mean a m-m-munny... [Giving a slight sigh, he decides perhaps silence might be a better idea after all.]

... n-n-never rain clouds.

[ooc: Poor Piglet's communication over his device is going to be a bit lost in translation today.]
20 May 2013 @ 09:32 pm

[Piget seems a bit jumpier than normal... well, normal for him, that is. He pads a few nervous steps away from the device so that people might be able to see him better. Or perhaps there's still a part of him that feels he might still be touchable if he stays too close.]

D-d-does anyone happen to know... [He gives a quick glance around.] a p-person named Charlie o-or R-rapunzel? If so, I would very much like for them to tell them something Very Important for me...

[You see, there's been rather alot of touching, and petting, and stroking of the little pig lately by random strangers. And he's begun to feel a bit put out by it all.]

A-and a-although I might happen to Look like a pig... I'm most Definitely Not.

[ooc: In reference to oh so many citizens trying to be Un-cursed by the petting of a pig. Which Piglet just so happens to be. But with magical hides, which he does Not happen to have. o.ob]
17 April 2013 @ 09:44 pm
[Piglet's pink face withdraws from filling the screen, a single paw timidly patting the camera before pulling back to wring the front of his jumper. Behind him, you can see a pile of various items including a pot, some nicely shaped twigs, a duster, and a neatly folded pile of handkerchiefs.]

D-did I miss the trades?
30 March 2013 @ 12:24 am
Ah, um.... so... [Piglet glances behind him, wringing his little pink hands in front of him.] So these eggs... they are Bad? I mean, Owls you see, have eggs. And I think those would be Good eggs... But IF they are particularly Bad... what might be the best way to get rid of one?

... Safely. I mean of course, safely.

[ooc: Am winding up a vacation *that hasn't had internet until just now* and dealing with airports and such tomorrow. BUT will reply when tucked back safely home in the evening!]
26 February 2013 @ 09:55 pm
[And this is all that can be seen from Piglet's network device. ]

M-my! Look what I found!!!
05 January 2013 @ 11:04 pm
[Video of a Very Frightened Piglet]

I-I'd rather l-l-like to go Home right n-now please.
Current Location: hiding at home
09 December 2012 @ 09:26 pm
[Piglet braces his back against the door of his tree-house, his feet slipping on the floor as he tries to keep the door firmly Shut.]

Oh d-dear dear me! [His head cranes back to call to some very large unseen thing outside.] N-n-nobody is H-home, if... if you may have thought there was.

[And as an afterthought, he decides to add-] A-and certainly there's Nothing at all to eat in here...

[ooc: Outside his door is a Very large and possibly aggressive, pouncing type of cow. At least, that's what Piglet believes.]

11 November 2012 @ 06:41 pm
[Piglet's network device shows that the City's smallest citizen has been hard at work. Piglet tuptups from object to object, placing sticky notes on the brick exterior of a building, the bushes and trees around it, and even the walkway that leads into the City. By the thick stack of paper in his hands, it doesn't look like he's going to stop anytime soon, And if anyone cares to look more closely, the notes all look something like this.]

[ooc: For the grab bag, Piglet has been inflicted with 'Mine Mine Mine'.]
22 September 2012 @ 11:55 pm
S-so I was also thinking th-that it might be a Good thing for me to ask i-if there are any Other small animals here... I m-mean there... [Here, Piglet gets a little flustered, not being as good at requests or introductions as the Other citizens in the City.]

... that is to say, I was just... I mean... w-well, if a-anyone can hear me...

19 August 2012 @ 02:39 pm
I-I've been meaning to ask... [He fidgets a bit.] W-well, that is... I have Noticed that there is this Ticking sound.

[And now that the subject is out there, he grows more determined that people should Know that this is something that should be addressed.]

And I've been Thinking... that maybe we should Find it so as to make it stop. T-ticking, that is...

[He blinks suddenly, thinking that maybe some people might Like the ticking.]

U-unless m-maybe w-we could ask it to tick Someplace else?

[Hopefully, someone braver will volunteer.]
11 August 2012 @ 10:56 pm
[Piglet smooths out a rather large piece of paper in front of his network device which sits on the floor. His little feet carry him around so that he can peer into the recording camera and point at the map in a Meaningful way.]

H-h-hallo there. [He gulps nervously before glancing back at where he's pointing.] This... is the Hundred Acre Wood. I-I mean a Drawing that shows Where 'Everyplace Important' is At in the Hundred Acre Wood.

[Yes. Piglet Can write.

He blinks back at the map, having a Very Unpleasant realization to which he attends to by grabbing up a large pencil and making amendments.]

O-oh d-dear, no. I m-mean this was where things Were... b-b-before O-Owl's House f-fell a-and-

[His voice drops into frantic mutterings as he crosses things out and makes new more 'Accurate' drawings of what People Should expect if they were to Visit.]

[ooc: Piglet = 100 Acre Wood representative for Citizenship Day. Please feel free to ask for a brochure, he'll be happy to draw a new map.]

08 July 2012 @ 11:06 pm
[Video: unfiltered due to that being far beyond the skills of such a very small animal.]
[Piglet steps away from his device and swallows hard. This sort of conversation was nothing that happened very often. In fact, Piglet had only Heard of it happening from others but had never managed to actually do it himself. His little hands nervously wring themselves on the front of his jumper.]

I-I... I would v-very much Like to make a trade please...
01 July 2012 @ 12:26 am
[And Piglet stares at the monitor in fright. SO. MANY. VERY. BIG. PEOPLE. Piglet is so staying inside his tree home today.]