Canon is Dinoverse

[pterosaur]

About time you joined d_m with this journal.

Riiight, so. Are you actually going to do anything with me? You know if you take me back to poly_chromatic  there'll be the same problem. Love the people, not much interest in the setting.

There aren't a lot of places you can take me and you know it. I don't want to starve or be stuck in one room because I can't fit through a door any more than you want to write that. Actually I want it even less, but that kind of ruins the flow of the statement, don't you agree?

Yeah, sure, there's all those games where I'd turn human again, fine, whatever. Of course then you're stuck with my human icons journal. Hey, I'm not going to help out here. It's no skin off my beak if I'm only out for memes. Less being hungry and freezing that way.

Comments

[leathered]

Sounds like you need a huge world to run about in. Funny how closed in most of these games are.

[pterosaur]

A planet sounds about right, but I'm not wasteful. I'd take a few hundred miles of coastline and a wedge of interior. [Dry, so dry]

Seriously, that island was all right, but sometimes I just want to not see another language-using creature for a few days, you know? And I know a lot of them are worse.

[leathered]

Can't be greedy, can we? Perhaps you can rent from someone. Most people aren't using every inch of their planets.

Oh, I know the feeling. That's one nice thing about space: plenty of quiet if you want it.

[pterosaur]

It's not like I'd be using the whole thing. Even out of that property. I'd be willing to share so long as it wasn't with people who were trying out rifles or something.

I'm kind of horribly intolerant of being shot at. It's a failing. I need a few of those, or I'd be too perfect to be around.

Also a distressing lack of air. But I'd try it out if I could breathe and, y'know, propulsion. [She waggles a wing finger, creating a wisp of breeze.]

[leathered]

I don't think anyone could bear a saintly dinosaur. You're so kind to us.

I bet we could fit you in the TARDIS. Dimensionally-transcendent and all that.

[pterosaur]

I'm modest, but it's nice to be recognized.

If I could get through the door. Big shoulders.

[Eleven does somehow get a robotic T. rex into it.]

[leathered]

Bigger on the inside and you're worried about the doors? She's a smart girl, my TARDIS, we'll sort it out.

[pterosaur]

So long as she doesn't decide my mind would be better in something else. Me and time machines... I guess we get on okay, but they tend not to ask first or check back later.

[...in her vast experience of one time.]

[leathered]

I don't think she would. Someone did that to her once, will do that to her, from my perspective, and I don't think it's something you forget.

[pterosaur]

Mm. I guess I'll trust you, but if I end up sharing a body with someone who'll be very shocked I'm sure and there's an extremely confused giant pterosaur flailing around nearby, I'm going to get very snippy.

[leathered]

That's one of the better reasons for snippiness I've ever heard.

[pterosaur]

I hope you're still that egalitarian after I say that I told you so.

[leathered]

I'm the time-travel expert here. Can't say I'm too worried.

[pterosaur]

Oooh, hubris. Hmm, what does pride come before again...?

[leathered]

Before lots of running, usually!

[pterosaur]

Oooh, point.

[chucknorris_dino]

Gon! Gon!

[Prehistoric relics everywhere!]

[pterosaur]

Hi to you too.

...Gone where?

[yay! Though Janine's a human in a pterosaur's body thanks to impractical time travel.]

[chucknorris_dino]

[At least there's a origin story there, Gon just kinda exists in the Paleolithic era.]

Gon!

[pterosaur]

[Heh. I think I read that manga once. Dinosaurs as main characters are sadly underrepresented in general, though.]

Sounds exciting. Is that your name?

[chucknorris_dino]

[Damn right. The last dino focused story I believe I saw was a comic called 'Age of Reptiles' back in 2010.]

Gon!

[pterosaur]

[I remember that one. Ever read Raptor Red?]

...Okay, little guy. Can you even understand me? I mean, I'm psychic, but it's psychic-broadcasting-language, not general psychic.

[chucknorris_dino]

[Sadly no. But I really want to.]

Gon! Gon! Gon!

[You're get much outta him Janine, he's only a hatchling.]

[pterosaur]

[You should want to. It's pretty awesome.]

Right. I'm just going to figuratively shrug.

[chucknorris_dino]

[Dammit, why am I so low on money!?]

[Gon jumps on your back, whatever he was saying before apparently it has something to do with this.]

[pterosaur]

[Libraries? If you have an inter-library exchange program that helps.]

Oy. [She twists her long neck around so she can stare along her own back with one red eye.] What do you think you're doing?

[chucknorris_dino]

[I prefer to own books to be perfectly honest, and look how far that has gotten me!...*sobs*]

[What does it look like? Fly pterosaur girl! Fly!]

[pterosaur]

[Aww. Most of the books I own were checked out of libraries first.]

You do realize that's not a smooth ride, right? At all? And if you bite or claw me I'm going to be extremely unhappy with you?