Bayou

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"Crocodiles are easy. They try to kill and eat you. People are harder. Sometimes they pretend to be your friend first."


xxxxx― Steve Irwin


How Lovely And How Strange:

A river is. A river is a river, always there, and yet the water flowing through it is never the same water and is never still. It’s always changing and is always on the move. And over time the river itself changes too. It widens and deepens as it rubs and scours, gnaws and kneads, eats and bores its way through the land. Even the greatest rivers- the Nile and the Ganges, the Yangtze and he Mississippi, the Amazon and the great grey-green greasy Limpopo all set about with fever trees-must have been no more than trickles and flickering streams before they grew into mighty rivers.


xxxxxxxxxx― Aidan Chambers


Well Kept Secret: "Perhaps I could keep you half as well, if you would let me."


Are People Like That, I Wondered:

Am I like that? Always me, like the river itself, always flowing but always different, like the water flowing in the river, sometimes walking steadily along andante, sometimes surging over rapids furioso, sometimes meandering with hardly any visible movement tranquilo, lento, pianissimo, sometimes gurgling giacoso with pleasure, sometimes sparkling brillante in the sun, sometimes lacrimoso, sometimes appassionato, sometimes misterioso, sometimes pesante, sometimes legato, sometimes staccato, sometimes sospirando, sometimes vivace, and always, I hope, amoroso.


xxxxxxxxxx― Aiden Chambers


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[[Shifter]]: More obvious than most, Bayou rather wears his primal self as a skin; quite literally. With scales and teeth and all manner of things that mark him as a freak among the ambling masses, he has a little trouble fitting in.
[[Ripper]]: Woe be tied those who enter the river unbidden, and take from it the secrets only a King should know.
[[Whickey Croc]]: If one can get past the 'smiling' face and the musky odour of gray water and bourbon, they might come to know a stalwart companion. He's really very friendly. ... No, really. ... Stop laughing.
[[Local]]: Though local, he's not a well-known face around these parts just yet. But, perhaps you knew him before ... well, before it all.
[[Secrets]]: Keeping his mouth shut is a well-learned trait. It's opening it that's a problem.
[[Food]]: There is little finer in this world than a good meal prepared by caring hands; this is his comfort, and connection to a world that did not want him, but begrudgingly accepted him. His favourite is cajun cuisine and he's more than happy to share, as long as you can handle the heat. Papa Gator, where you at, baby?! Ai-eeee!


Do I Change Like A River:

Widening and deepening, eddying back on myself sometimes, bursting my banks sometimes when there’s too much water, too much life in me, and sometimes dried up from lack of rain? Will the I that is me grow and widen and deepen? Or will I stagnate and become an arid riverbed? Will I allow people to dam me up and confine me to walls so that I flow only where they want? Will I allow them to turn me into a canal to use for their own purposes? Or will I make sure I flow freely, coursing my way through the land and ploughing a valley of my own?


xxxxxxxxxx― Aiden Chambers


Never Smile At A Crocodile - Peter Pan (Disney)


Never smile at a crocodile

No, you can't get friendly

With a crocodile

Don't be taken in

By his welcome grin

He's imagining how well

You'd fit within his skin


Never smile at a crocodile

Never tip your hat

And stop to talk awhile

Never run,

Walk away,

Say good-night,

Not good-day

Clear the aisle

But never smile at Mister Crocodile


You may very well be well bred

Lots of etiquette in your head

But there's always some special case,

Time or place

To forget etiquette


For instance:


Never smile at a crocodile

No, you can't get friendly

With a crocodile

Don't be taken in

By his welcome grin

He's imagining how well

You'd fit within his skin


Never smile at a crocodile

Never dip your hat

And stop to talk awhile

Never run,

Walk away,

Say good-night,

Not good-day

Clear the aisle

But never smile at Mister Crocodile.



The Curious Palate
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Name: Bayou Ben
Relatives: Unknown
Apparent Age: Adult
Height: 8'10"
Eyes: Albino Pink
Hair: None

Breed: Cold King
Species: Whiskey Croc
Accord: Heart Ripper
Respect: Ferocity 3
Position: Unlikely Hero
Role: Gourmand of Truths
Band: None


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