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Goose

"I'm not a duck!"

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a character in “Crazy Bored”, as played by Agent

Description

Name: Goose
Species: An Islander. A goblin-creature, which is not a goblin but rather a creature like a goblin.
Appearance: He appears to be a short grumpy-looking goblin-creature with a round flat face, a big nose, and short stubby legs. His form may alter or change but his purpose remains the same.
Personality: Grumpy.
Likes: Cake.
Dislikes: People. And apparently ducks.
Role in the place where they came from: The Narrator on The island
What your character was doing the moment before being dumped on the island: He's always been on The Island

He knows.

He is a character who isn't to be killed off even if he is abandoned. He pretty much hangs around, introduces new events or places and bugs people. He will be put in the 'orphanage' after his introductions to be used and abandoned at the desire of any writer. Just don't forget to give him back when your done with him.

I think I'm gonna find him hard to abandon, he is growing on me.

*The image is of a character named Hoggle from the movie Labyrinth. No Copyright infringements intended.

So begins...

Goose's Story

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Goose stood on the sand tapping his foot and becoming irritated about the sand in his shoes. He looked down at his wrist to check his watch before recalling that he didn't own one.
"Aargh!" he grumbled. "Either way, they're probably late!"
He took to pacing for a while, then decided he's rather sit down. A lumpy grey armchair sitting forlornly in the sand made itself apparent and the goblin-creature hurried over to it in an undistinguished waddling manner. He parked his bum on the mildew covered piece of living-room furniture and stared at the large cross he had drawn in the sand.
Any moment now someone would be appearing there. How did he know? He just did.
Now he just had to wait.

Two minutes later he was snoring. Loudly.

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Goose opened his eyes. Something had woken him from his nap and that made him grumpy, everything made him grumpy. He blinked against the sun and tried to remember why he was awake; then he looked towards the cross in the sand.
A pair of silver shackles and chains sat in the sand beside the tall pale women. Her dark clothes were splattered with blood. He raised his eyebrows, almost mimicking her own expression minus the caution, "I don't suppose that's actually your blood, is it?" he smirked.
She made some response but he wasn't really listening as he slid off the armchair.
"Yeah, yeah, now move it Missie," he grumbled giving her a push in the thigh, which was about his head height.
Once he'd removed the new arrival he gave the shackles a kick, grumbling all the while, and set about drawing a new cross in the sand, ignoring the scornfully looks he received. Once done he turned to face the woman.
"I'm Goose. This is The Island. Try not to die too soon. Don't eat the peaches."

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Goose had barely redraw the cross when the overgrown winged lizard appeared and collided into the beach, spraying Goose and the new arrival with sand. The goblin-creature hopped from one leg to the other shaking sand from his breaches and giving up completely on the beach growing in his shoes. He began building up for a nice loud tirade of complaint when the girl came forward, sword drawn.
He stared in shock at the blade quivering in front of his nose for only a moment.
"Put that away, princess," Goose ordered. "And what's this?" he demanded waving a hand and the lumping great lizard. "You brought an extra. That's just rude, bringing company uninvited."
He waddled over the reptile which snarled.
"Shut it you! Look what you've done! Move your scaly rear end off my arrival point!"
He unwisely turned his back on the angry animal, expecting it to do as it was told promptly, and spoke to the girl, "I'm Goose. This is The Island. Try not to die too soon. Don't dance with pigs."

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Goose ignored the next new arrivals abjection at being called 'princess' and tapped his foot irritable while the clicking, growling, armored beast lumbered out of his way and toward the girl. The creatures long tail swung back and forth with each step and had Goose been much taller he would have been knocked flat on his rump.
"Watch it, ugly!" he snapped as he kicked sand into the small crater that was the crash sight. The hole was slowly filling with water but he dragged his foot across the sand anyway, that's just how it was done.
The Goose stood back, crossed his arms and, with his feet in their pointed boots twitching with impatience, he waited.

The next arrival appeared standing before him after several moments. No bloody chains, no sandstorm and winged menace.
"Now that's how you make an appearance..." he began snootily informing the previous two arrivals. Then the newest arrival spat white foam on the sand at his feet and started shrieking.
"Great, she's rabid," he mumbled under his breath. "Watch the boots there Twinkles!" he ordered out loud glaring up at the young beauty brandishing a toothbrush. The girl proceeded to struggle in the water and wet sand on his arrival point.
"That's done it!" Goose complained stomping away from her. "No fixing it now, best to do it else where."
The goblin-creature inspected the beach before him, pacing back and forth, while the arrival made some fuss about suddenly finding herself sodden with sea water and standing on the beach.
"Here'll do," he said smugly and drew a new cross in the sand with a piece of driftwood several feet to the right of the original one. "Let's see how long it takes for them to mess that one up." He gave a pointed look at the first two trouble-makers and the lizard.
Then he turned back to the girl, "I'm Goose. This is The Island. Try not to die too soon. Don't encourage the simpleton."

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Goose sighed as everyone started talking and waddled back over to his armchair. He climbed back up onto the seat where his feet hung off the ground and folded his hands over his stomach while he sat back to survey the new arrivals. "Let's see..."
He turned towards the first pale arrival, "What the hell is going on? I've already answered that, Missie. Your on The Island. And if your all following my advice, as you ought to if you've got anything of worth between your ears, your trying not to die." He switched his gaze to the newest arrival, who was just finishing mimicking him.
"What is this island called? Do you have water in your ears, Twinkles? Or are you just slow? Its The Island. That's it's name you ninny." He snapped, not feeling particularly courteous. As if he ever did. "And you want clothes? The ones on your back not good enough? You'll have to leave the beach, go into the jungle and beyond to find some."
He gave a smug and wicked smile and the appalled expression growing on her face and turned back to the pale warrior.
"How many more are there? More; that's how many." Even he knew that wasn't a straight answer and the though made his grin more smug. "Any more questions ladies? And dragon."

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The tall lean man appeared while the girls where still processing Goose's little speech. As the man wandered about he gave the ladies an 'I told you so' look before turning to the man. He was speaking demandingly in a foreign language and the goblin-creature responded, slowly at first, without leaving his armchair.
"Deutsch? Sie sprechen Deutsch? Es hat eine lange Zeit her, seit ich hatte, Deutsch zu sprechen habe. Sehe ich aus wie ein Engel für Sie? Und die Damen sind mehr Dämonen als Engel. Sprechen Sie Englisch?"
While he waited for a response he turned to the dragon girl.
"Oi Prinzessin!Er, I mean... princess. Why don't you put that sword to good use and redraw the cross for me, since he's moved already anyway. That'd be a good girl."

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The reddish-brown haired boy appeared behind the German as the dragon girl had finished redrawing the cross for Goose and had begun walking away.
"Nice neat entrances, that's always nice," mumbled Goose from his chair as the boy began asking questions. "Okay, okay, hold your horses, and your umbrella. Give me a chance."
"Firstly Doc," he addressed the German "Ich bin Goose. Dies ist Die Insel. Versuchen Sie, nicht zu früh sterben. Tragen Sie keine blauen Federn."
"And Skippy," he turned back to the umbrella carrying boy. "I'm Goose. This is The Island. Try not to die too soon. Don't chase the rabbits."
"Now... get off my arrival point."

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"I doubt she wants to play you games, Skippy," Goose smirked. Then he frowned.
The new arrival with her gun drawn stood several feet from where the the arrival before her had appeared. Goose jumped from his armchair and hurriedly waddled over to the red-brown haired boy.
"Okay Skip, go play your games under a palm tree or something and move your burnable rear end," he gave the umbrella-bearer a good shove in the knees to get him moving. The only thing that kept the small goblin-creature from becoming part of such 'games' was that the shove forced the the boy to stumble to keep in the shade of his umbrella.
The goblin's frowned deepened as he started grumbling and making very deliberate movements to redraw the cross.
"Always draw the cross... otherwise... bad things... has be drawn... There." He stood back to admire his work.
"So... Trigger," he turned to gun toting new arrival. "I'm Goose. This is The Island. Try not to die too soon. Don't swim on a full stomach."

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The dragon came back with its rider who began talking to the bleeding gun-carrier. They were talking and the other boy was talking and it was beginning to set Goose on edge.
"There's lot's of people," said Goose with a tone akin to panic but with a deeper edge of something to it. "All on my beach. Lot's of people and- YOU'RE WRECKING MY BEACH!!"
The red-brown hair boy was smiling at him, not in a nice way.
"I can play games too, Skippy," snarled Goose returning the wicked grin. He rolled his shoulders with a slight frown like he was removing a kink from his neck. His voice was deeper when he spoke again. "And I know just how flammable you are."
"Okay you lot, listen up! Skippy there are things in that jungle who love to play games with you. Trigger and Princess deal with your medical emergency elsewhere, thanks. Take Ugly with you. Doc, Missie and Twinkles... i don't know just... elsewhere... maybe the Party. This is the deal, you're all here for an indefinite amount of time. Follow my advice but leave me alone."
He stomped off back to his armchair, he was oddly taller now and when he sat down he was able to mush his feet aggressively into the sand in front of him.
"And keep clear of my arrival point."

OOC: Don't take Goose personally. It's just his character. I love that there's so many people.