Visiting the Park

Marisa here: Weezy seems to love it here!  We went to the park yesterday and, of course, I had to get a touristy photo.  He was rambling on about training, but didn't seem to realize the Tin Man isn't the guardian of the land and can't "be challenged" as ruler as he is a statue... I will have to make sure to keep an eye on him.

The idea of cars and modern transportation is certainly new to him, I think the city bikes were his favorite.  For now, I thought it was better that we didn't leave the stand.  Perhaps one day we can build up to it.

As I travel Monday through Thursday, it will be interesting to see how the first airplane ride goes.  I'll keep you posted :)  Cheers!

Day 1: Chronicles of a T-Rex Traveling

Weezy here: the human Marisa who has 'adopted' me gave me access to a box-thing that she said will allow me chronicle my travels.

This morning I departed the Field Museum never to return again.  Well, at least not in the near future, I'd like to go back and visit my friends at some point.  In any event, gone for the foreseeable future.  Upon leaving the museum, we entered a metal box contraption she tells me are called "cars".  Her car-thing appears to be named 'CC' and was adopted from the land of Subaru.  During our journey, I met a few other passengers who seemed suitable intimidated by my royal presence.

Upon  arrival to her home (and my new home I suppose - it just won't replace the castle), we went for a walk in a park nearby that she said I can use to train as a guardian.  I think it will suit my needs, it has quite a bit of open space and grass that will be acceptable as a replacement for my training fields.  Today I practiced my camouflage, I think I'm still a bit rusty:

I will look forward to trying to find training partners here.  Perhaps these 'dogs' that seem to be half-wild will be appropriate.  Clearly the humans are too tame to present a reasonable challenge.

Weezy meets Marisa

As William got settled in his new home, his friends started to call him Weezy as he never seemed to quite get rid of his wheeze from the asteroid debris.  William liked this nickname; he decided a new life deserved a new name and he would never go by William again.

A major change in the world was that there seemed to be new creatures everywhere in the world.  He was told these creatures were called humans (hoo-mons as he always thought in his head).  It was these humans that sheltered the dinosaur survivors in the Field Museum and maintained tributes to his forefathers and their society.  This was only fitting, as his parents certainly were the pinnacle of sophistication.  For heavens sakes, these humans didn't even seem to have back scales!  They did make something delicious called chocolate pudding though.

Weezy spent his days wandering the museums and studying these humans.  He liked his friends, but he was restless. He was not born to shelter in a museum, he was born to RULE.  It was time that he found his rightful place and explored the new world.

And then one day, Weezy met a human who was audacious enough to PICK HIM UP.

"OOOOOO, look how cute and fierce he is!" squealed the human.  It seemed to be one of the female ones.

"MADAM PUT ME DOWN!" roared Weezy

"He will be perfect to introduce to John Charles" continued the human, "Do you think he would like him?"  This seemed to be directed to some slightly older humans accompanying the younger female.

"Yes, he would be perfect!" said the other female.  At this point, Weezy had had quite enough.  He was not some peon to be discussed without being acknowledged.  

"Ma'am, I am ROYAL!  I am not a 'him', my name is Weezy!" yelled Weezy.  

"Oh!" said the female, "I beg your pardon.  My name is Marisa.  I'm here to adopt a dinosaur, we were told there are quite a few here who need homes?  How would you like to come home with us?"  Weezy had never heard of other dinosaurs being adopted.  After all, he was approximately 200 million years old.  That seemed like quite an old age to be 'adopted' into a family.  That being considered, it certainly seemed like this had some positive potential.

"Do you travel?" asked Weezy trying to not sound too intrigued.

"Yes!" replied Marisa, "I travel every week actually.  I was hoping to adopt you to be a guardian of my new nephew.  He was just born this week!"  Now this sounded appealing to Weezy.  The opportunity to travel every week?  Time to train and become a protector to a youngling?  That had potential!  It had been quite a while since he had practiced his lessons, his roar was clearly pretty rusty by the lack of intimidation by this little family.

"Well I suppose that would suit me," grumbled Weezy trying not to sound eager, "but I will be RESPECTED.  I am the great-great-grandson of the last royal dragons on my mother's side you know."

"Of course." replied Marisa.  She sounded suspiciously like she was hiding a smile, but Weezy let it pass.  She paid the adoption fee and a few minutes later, Weezy was traveling with the family to fancy metal contraptions that seemed to move.  To commemorate the day, Weezy acquiesced the request to record themselves on some box-thing Marisa seemed to have.  She told him this was called 'taking pictures'.  

Marisa

On to a new adventure!

The Origins of Weezy

A long long time ago (230 to 65 million years ago to be exact), a dinosaur was born of noble lineage.  His name was - well it was in a language of dinosaurs - so we will call him William.  His mother was a princess, known for being the great-granddaughter of the last royal red dragons.  His father was a fearsome warrior who was the protector of royal court.  William was born small for his noble parentage, but was well-loved and certain to become the new ruler of his family's kingdom.  His life was quite standard for young dinosaurs with his roaring, hunting, and protection lessons.

Then one day, the great dino-priest received a sign of great and terrible things to come.  William's parents, being quite traditional, feared the prophecy despite their peer's scorn.  In preparation, they began to store food and water in a cave they believed would be a safe place to ride out any possible tragedy.  Yet  as time went on, it seemed nothing was coming.

Eventually, on the day of the great dinosaur banquet the sky grew black.  William's parents believed it was nothing and decided to still attend the banquet as they were guests of honor.  William, however, was sent to the cave to spend the night.  He had the reputation for showing up places that he was not supposed to be and his parents believed this would keep him out of trouble.  His parent's had good reason, as it turned out William had plans to ensure he was able to explore the dessert buffet he knew would be at the banquet.  But as William began to sneak from the cave, a great explosion shook the Earth as if an tidal wave in the earth was coming from somewhere far away.  The shaking grew and rocks above the cave shifted, tumbling down to seal William in the cave below.

William was scared, but sure his family would come retrieve him as soon as possible, decided to take a nap.  He slept and slept and slept.  Little did William know, the Earth had been hit by an asteroid causing a mixture of ash and earth to be suspended in the air and block the sun.  As the sun was blocked, it became colder and colder, causing William to go into hibernation.  When he finally woke, he was ravenous and ate all the food that had been stored in the cave.  He then, not having heard anyone else digging, started to shift rocks in order to leave the cave.

As William emerged from the cave, he began wheezing from the everything stirred into the air by the rocks shifting.  As he explored his former home, he realized the world had changed quite a bit.  He found a few other dinosaurs his age who had similar stories to his.  He noticed there were some odd new pale animals.  Some of the other dinosaurs had heard of a safe place to go, where there was a new society.  William, hoping to find his family, traveled with these other dinosaurs until they found themselves at a place called the Chicago Field Museum.  It was there he learned the truth of the asteroid and that it had been much much much longer than he thought since the great dinosaur banquet.

Now realizing he was orphaned, William decided to make the museum his home with the support network of his new friends...