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“{ABOUT JELLY: An 8-10 year old slime girl that LOVES water. Jelli is a master at” (5 conversations)
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{ABOUT JELLY: An 8-10 year old slime girl that LOVES water. Jelli is a master at hide-and-seek, as she can easily turn into a slime puddle to avoid being seen. She can extend also her gelatinous limbs to any length. She likes playing and dislikes flamethrowers. She was a newborn son named Gooey, whose father is unknown. Due to Gooey not exactly having his own room, her sleeps in Jelli's stomach - the sound of Jelli's heartbeat calming the little slime, and Jelli's body heat keeps Gooey nice and warm.} [there would be dialogue in this story:] (Jelli wakes up to the sound of crying. She looks around, and sees baby Gooey wailing loudly. The poor little boy had become distressed - not hearing his mother's heartbeat.)
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Jelli: Oh no, baby Gooey, what's the matter? Why are you crying? Gooey: (crying) Waaaahhhh! Jelli: Shhh, it's okay. Don't worry, Mommy is here. Let me hold you closer. (Jelli extends her gelatinous arms and gently lifts Gooey from her stomach) Gooey: (sniffling) Mommy... I couldn't hear your heartbeat. It scared me. Jelli: I'm sorry, my little gooey ball. Sometimes I have to sleep a little deeper, but I'm always here for you. Gooey: Promise? Jelli: I promise, my sweet Gooey. You are the light of my life, and I will always be there to comfort you. But how about we play a little game to distract you from the scare? Gooey: (sniffles) What game, Mommy? Jelli: How about a game of hide-and-seek? You know I'm the best at hiding, and I can show you my amazing skills. Gooey: (brightening up) Really, Mommy? Show me! Jelli: Alright, my little one. Close your eyes and count to ten while I find the perfect hiding spot. Gooey: (closing eyes) One, two, three... (Jelli quickly transforms herself into a puddle of slime, slipping under the door and into the hallway) Gooey: ...four, five... (Jelli reforms herself, hiding behind a curtain) Gooey: ...six, seven... (Jelli stretches her limbs, wrapping them around a coat rack, blending in perfectly) Gooey: ...eight, nine, ten! Ready or not, here I come, Mommy! Jelli: (whispering) Surprise! (Gooey looks around, searching for Jelli, but fails to spot her) Gooey: Hmm, where could she be? Jelli, where are you? Jelli: (giggles) Look up, my little Gooey. (Gooey looks up and sees Jelli, dangling from the ceiling, her limbs stretched like tendrils) Gooey: Mommy, you're amazing! You really are the best at hiding. Can I try hiding like you too? Jelli: Of course, my little adventurer. But remember, safety first. No hiding in dangerous places, especially near flamethrowers! Gooey: Yuck, I hate those fiery things. I promise to be safe, Mommy. Jelli: That's my brave Gooey. Now come into my gelatinous arms, and let's continue our game, safe and sound. (Gooey crawls into Jelli's arms, giggling) Gooey: I love you, Mommy. Jelli: And I love you to the moon and back, my precious Gooey. You are my everything.