A very fluffy yellow portrait for this weeks #colour_collective. This week’s colour is Cadmium Yellow Pale.
Getting near the end of an alphabet with these names. I need to give this gal a name beginning with Y. Yuri? Yelli? Yurellow? Help me out here gang! haha.
Home, at last, Copper pulled a tin of WD-40 off the shelf and started giving the creature a clean. Wondering what this robot was for in a previous life. A faded red rectangle with an indigo cross suggested it was built in Norway. Although its front legs were burnt black, she could make out bird decorations on them.
Copper slid the creature into a bathtub filled with oil and let it soak. She figured this Norwegian robot could have been created to study remote bird life. So it Scandinavian.
Copper needed a rest and a drink of oil. She couldn’t carry this creature the whole way home. She could see a row of shopping trolleys across the street. Further up the road, Copper could see 4-stroke motor oil stacked into a tidy pile.
“This isn’t a date or anything,” she said to her new silent
friend. “But I’m about to take you somewhere very expensive.”
Copper eased the creature into a shopping trolley and wheeled her into the petrol stations forecourt.
She tried a switch to turn it on. Aside from a click, there were no
signs of life. The metal creatures appearance pleased Copper. She
wasn’t sure why. She dragged it out of the earth and gave it a
brush, removing the loose soil.
Copper noticed the creature contained magnets as she struggled to
release her grip of it. Despite the rust, it looked to be in good
condition. A few minor repairs and a battery charge might have it
working again. She knew better than to get her hopes up. But she
found the idea of a new magnetic friend in these decaying lands quite
attractive.
Copper reached down and clawed at the dirt around the metal lump. The soil around it was dark, both burned and stained with oil.
Stones came up in her claw. Underneath, a cracked bulb glinted up at her. She dug her talons in around the metal casing and lifted it out. A long and narrow head, similar to her own emerged. A rigid body and four legs followed. Its stiff tail coiled like a spring. A rusted patina browned with age and dirt.
Who or what-ever this was, she knew it wasn’t evil. After all, there’s no rust for the wicked.
Copper darted
outside when she heard a rumbling from up the road. She could see the
supermarket had collapsed in the distance. The rot of this human-made
world was decaying faster by the day. No change there.
As she started the
long walk home, she noticed the storefronts had rotted in the short
time she’d been in the hardware store. Buildings creaked as the
timber frames gave.
A clunk came from below her, as she stubbed her toe on a lump of metal protruding from the ground. Something was afoot.
Cooo, now that’s a mouthful! You can tell I’m trying to use up the last unused letters of the alphabet now, right?
So yes, say hello to Xieili for this weeks #Colour_Collective. The colour this week is Midnight Blue. A chuckle from every Tumblr user for the mention of Midnight Blue.
Ho, man, have they gone mad with the new UI. It’s got a, quite frankly savage Midnight Blue.
Old Tumblr Blue was pretty darn tooting bland. But muddy funster, looking at this makes your eyes bleed.
Sticking with the Midnight Blue theme, let’s hawk some wares.
The horned one is available on my Etsy store and here’s a linky: etsy.me/2sHiY3a
Next to the exit
were the pet and bird foods. She’d always filled the bird tables
despite the seed never being eaten. The wind would always take it
eventually.
The only seed that
hadn’t blown away was David Elms heavy bird food. A five-kilo bag
was only the size of a one-kilo bag of flour. Also, the poshest bird
food Copper had seen. The seeds wore tiny tuxedoes. The birds still
didn’t eat it.