Mynci Day Special

Scuzzy, Terror of Terror Mountain
by precious_katuch14

High above the snow,
Upon Terror Mountain's peak,
Scuzzy is the king
Of a landscape bleak.

The winds howl and roar,
And Scuzzy roars in turn.
In his large hands 
Strange magics churn.

A Mynci of white fur,
And glaring red eyes,
He trapped the Snowager,
What an unpleasant surprise!

Scuzzy sent an avalanche
Sealing the Snowager within.
After that great feat,
No one dared challenge him.

His mighty arms are upraised,
Ready to smash and crush.
With his mysterious powers,
He tames the snow and slush.

He sends adventurers packing,
Giving the peak a wide berth.
This Mynci is undefeated
Amidst the crags and earth.

Who can stand against Scuzzy?
The terror of Terror Mountain?
For those who have seen him
Never want to see him again!

Mynci Volleyball at the Beach
by profebest

Let's play Mynci Beach Volleyball,
A sunny day full of clouds during a sunny day,
Two Mincys play on a tournament to see who's the winner,

Left Mincy starts with the ball,
Right Mincy dodges the ball an fails,
One point to the game,
While this tournament doesn't end yet,

There is a Pawkeet that gives you perks,
Hit the bird with the ball makes the net bigger,
Or it could put a Turdle on your leg,
Maybe a small net or super speed,

Whatever perk you get-
The Mincy will always be ready to beat its oponnent.
Happy Mincy Day!

Mynci Beach Volleyball
by frankie8492

At Mystery Island, where the weather is nice every day, 
That is where Myncis like to vacation and go for a stay. 
They don't care for being indoors, like shopping at a mall, 
But would rather be outside playing beach volleyball. 
So why delay? Let's go to the beach right now to play! 

Beach volleyball is one of the most popular things to do. 
You can play against one friend or have a two on two.  
Pawkeets can give powerups, so try not to blink, 
But make sure to stay hydrated and remember to drink. 
Playing can be tiring, so don't bite off more than you can chew! 

Occasionally, some Myncis will keep playing well into the night. 
It will be so late that there are no spectators or Pawkeets in sight. 
As the supersized Myncis finish up their game and start to pack, 
They start to panic and ask each other, "how do we change back?" 
They will soon realize that the Pawkeets return when the sun is bright. 

Mynci Beach Volleyball Training
by miraday

The Mystery Island beaches are too misty
During the morning for sunbathing tourists,
Yet they are still occupied by many Myncies
Training for their volleyball championships.

The lapping of the dawn waves is broken by
The grunt of Myncies diving forth in the sand,
In and out calls to their partners by the line,
And the smack of the volleyball in their hands.

The Myncies work in tandem to return the ball
They pass, including shanked defensive plays.
If one Mynci sacrifices themself in a sprawl,
Surely their partner is diving just the same!

On a perfect pass, the Myncies call for huts—
A quick set between the antennae and centre—
And attack the ball with a clean shot cut
To the corners, away from the defenders.

All these Myncies believe that how one
Practices is ultimately how they play.
So each consecutive rally is outdone
Like the last point of a championship game.

They serve with the intention of winning,
Seeking aces to end each play sooner,
Yet no one loses during their beach training—
Every Mynci volleyballer is a winner.

The Mynci's First Climb
by lovelyfriends4210

His mother lead him to the trees
As he felt weak in the knees
"Go on, it's safe, it's time to try!"
But the Mynci felt like he would cry

He looks up at the tallest oak
He knows that climbing is no joke
His mother smiles and points straight up
A sturdy branch, but he feels pent-up

"Mom, let's try another day!"
The Mynci cries, keep in dismay
But she smiles true and shakes her head
"You shouldn't feel such awful dread."

She jumps up first, to show the way
Finally he leaps into the fray
On the branch, his feet plant firm
But the Mynci can't help but to squirm

"Now, just above, within your reach,
The next big branch," she did beseech
He tried and got it in his grip
But his hands were moist, he began to slip

"Mom, I can't, I'm going to fall!"
If he hit the ground, he would surely bawl
But she shook her head with another grin
"I know you can do it, and at climbing, you'll win!"

So putting aside his greatest fear,
He pulled himself up, the coast was clear
"Now follow me, I'll take the lead."
She leapt up next at a quicker speed

And as soon as he knew it, he was climbing high
It felt like he could reach the sky!
And not long later, in the light of daytime
The brave, young Mynci made his first climb

The Fire Mynci Cake: Blazing With Flavour
by _brainchild_

The Fire Mynci Cake is quite
Delicious, cute, and sure to light
Your soul with energy and joy.
This treat is never for the coy!

The Fire Mynci topper, so
Adorable, can even glow
With fiery magic. It amazes
Everyone with crimson blazes.

What flavour is the cake itself?
If spicy, I will need some help
With calming down my mouth. I hope
I'm not a wimp, and sure to cope.

I try it; I taste cinnamon!
This flavour, zesty, is quite fun,
Yet still won't burn my mouth. How fine!
This cake so sweet is quite divine.

So, if you seek a yummy treat,
The Fire Mynci Cake, to eat,
Is such a lovely choice, and you
Can keep the topper oh so cute.

The Disco Mynci: A Brilliant Buddy
by _brainchild_

The Disco Mynci really rules!
Its vivid colours are so cool.
The floral patterns, oh so bright,
Are also certain to delight!

The wig is such a vibrant blue,
A wondrous find for me or you.
Plus, orange looks great with hue of sea---
It's groovy, filling me with glee!

The blossoms, dazzling, are so great---
I'm loving this look as of late.
From pink to green, the spots enthral.
I can't avert my gaze at all!

So, if you seek a brilliant friend,
The Mynci pleases to no end.
He'll dance with you from day 'till night---
No finer buddy is in sight.

Channy, Spell, Don't Starve! (an anagrammatic poem)
by flufflepuff

nested in a cell.
he calls.
no one there.
days.
he does not hydrate.
he does not eat.
days.
one call.

P

L

A

Y

play?
a deathly trap?
he can't depart.
he cannot cry.
he shall play,
he cannot pry.

encrypted
syncopated
potent honesty

his clothes are old

he raves
he cleaves
he needs to hydrate
he needs to eat

he needs to escape

hope is dry
hope is scant

then

He ponders.

He is spent.
Help is not sent.
Nerves drop.
He can not stop.

He nods.

A vent can open.

Larval steps.

He dons hope.

He can handle.

He ardently plays.


Shall he escape?
Yes                No