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Dedication... Motivation... Inspiration... stuff that.. goes invention ahhh forget it.
Here i'll be posting any short dstories tat happe to pop up into my head. Yes they'll be appropriate so don't worry about becoming offended or distrbed if you must. Now im not the worst but im not very good either, I just read some stuff and ideas pop up. I only got my ability to compose a story because of one that I have read, named Rogue Fox: Armageddon Soul by Syxxfox.
Im a big Starfox fan so I like to keep up with anything about it. Back to my earlier point, i'll put my random short stories, or medium if im in it deeply, here! Thank you for reafiing and I will enjoy all feedback.
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I have to be really bored to just type anything. And then to just go with it afterwards. It's like reading my thoughts, Lol.
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I would like to make a nice little collection, if I will call it that.
Trixsie, you are Groot, funny and friendly, useful in the most random way.
Maska, you're like Groot too but I consider you my Star Lord.
I don;t have anyone to call Drax, noone to really call Gamora
Luggz and Jolly, you two are my Rockets, Rocket Raxccoons. Both funny and you're best friend is Groot.
Maska I wanted to give you Rocket lol but I don't think your personalities match.... but at least you look like him! :)
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I would like to make a nice little collection, if I will call it that.
Trixsie, you are Groot, funny and friendly, useful in the most random way.
Maska, you're like Groot too but I consider you my Star Lord.
I don;t have anyone to call Drax, noone to really call Gamora
Luggz and Jolly, you two are my Rockets, Rocket Raxccoons. Both funny and you're best friend is Groot.
Maska I wanted to give you Rocket lol but I don't think your personalities match.... but at least you look like him! :)
Haha Raccoon not a raccoon xD
I'm looking forward to reading some of your work. Keep up the imagination!
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A human scientist in a rezearch facility for studying and changing Genetics is in for a surprise of a lifetime. Oneof her first test subjects is finally able to pecefully let an animal's DNA merge with the Human's without horrifying side effects.
The Scientist is Lisa Barryks, Graduated from Arvard witha 4.6 Overall and Majored in Compact Biology and Geneology.
Stands 5' 4" and weighs approximately 130 Pounds. Her figure is more than complimented by her brains, she works out daily and has a little muscle tone. Her first test subject was to peacefully create a an actual Monkey Man, but recent results have shown the opposite of peaceful. Sadly, because of the lab's low funding, all of the DNA Freakshows end up killing people at some point and it all looks bad on her, especially since they are her subjects. If you saw one of em, it would look like something from a Resident Evil Game. But nothing about this was a game. Her most dangerous creation almost killed a whole town. We all knew dinosaurs were dangerous but it's alot worse when thre person knows the whole neighborhood. Even Lisa herself began to get scared of her own job, fearing that one day she'll be killed by a test subject of hers or someone elses. Fortunately, Lisa gets an assisstant or two.
Max Reyvan, aprroximately 200 pounds and 5' 11". A heavy guy but nice like a stuffed animal. Lisa's last assisstant got killed by the Raptor-man Freak Accident, but Max still stays by her side. He's very protective of her and always wishes for her to be ok, even he wishes she never took this psychotic job. The upside to the job is that you normally get paid alot to do this and you get to listen to whatever music you want, but usually you have to keep it low for the other scientists in other parts of the underground building.
Just three weeks ago, an experiment was believed to have finally been a success, a peaceful DNA bonding between man and animal. The subject's name is Ryles Shephard. He stood at an astounding 6' 7" and weighed practically 300 pounds!
After a few months of therapy and reasoning, the Program Leader, Haorus Vilalabo, OK'd the choice of letting Subject Ro6 v9P Walk Alone in the facility. He had showed almost no mutation that took control of his brain and his abilities compared to a human were similar, almost no change in Reflexes, Muscle Growth, or Speech. "Can I go now?" The subject asked. I'm afraid not, not yet anyways. Lisa spoke, with a slurred accent, Scotttish with a southern twinge. And the subject had a rough voice, like he was tortured for days and couldn't talk for a month. "We're assuming the subject has a regular set of emotions like us humans. What do you want me to do, sir?"Lisa asked. The PL Says, "Put him in the data log with the rest of them, then let him have his own room with necessities only." Lisa Replies, "Okay Sir." Lisa clicked on the speaker and the dog's ears perked up as he heard the ring, letting him know that she was about to speak. "we are moving you to your own room, with windows and a door you can freely walk though, ok? But you're not allowed to leave the room without permission and surveillance so it's kinda like a prison. But don't worry, we treat people here nicely" The dog thought to himself, {I'm... human?} he got up and followed the two men who escorted him to his new room. It had a good clean bed, that was soft and comfortable enough for even a rock. The room also had a chair and a TV.
Lisa enters the room and sits oin the chair by the bed, talking to the dog as he's lying down facing the wall. "Now, Mr...." , "Shephard, but just call me Ryles." "Ok, Mr Ryles, I have here a list of foods for you. If you want you can order something soft or just get a drink. It's all your choice." "Thanks.. Lisa" "How did you-?" "I read your nametag after they escorted me out to this fine room here. I want to thank you guys for giving me this bed and not treating me like some insane ward patient or twistred experiment"
"Oh, why it's not a problem. The scientists here know all living things have emotions as well as ours." "I am honestly surprised that you havent noticed something very particular about me" "And what would that be mr.shephard?" "I've been naked this whole time"
Oh, well i'm deeply sorry about that" a small blush came over her face as she realized he was naked "Would you like for someone to get you some clothes?" "That would be nice, yes" his tail flickered but lazily as if his body wasn't awake yet. It had only been day two since he was let out of his pod, and all of his water weight is gone so he doesn't weigh 300 Lbs anymore, he now weighs 270. How does anyone have 30 pounds of waterweight?! Must've been all of his muscle and fur that was filled with water.
Lisa walks back with a guy who gives the dog a pair of sweats and a t shirt. {wow he's big} Lisa thought, she never knew or would've known that a living, human-like animal would be so big. This could bring about a new era of "humanity" as the LP wanted to call it. "The night's almost over doc, what are you going t do? Just leave me here?" "Well, that's what I have to do. Sory, LPs orders. He needs more time before he can determine if you are a threat or not." "Oh, ok. That's fine by me. As long as I get to walk in that park over there." "Alright, i'll see if I can walk you tomorrow" "Oh, and doc.. your hair smells nice" Lisa sniffs her hair and agrees with him, with a small smile. "Thank you Ryles, your fur smells pleasnat too." "Good night. Lisa." "Good night Ryles." Lisa locked the door and left Ryles to sleep inside his room, he could smell the outside world, hear it, see it.. now he just wanted to feel it. Ryles laid his head down and slowly drifted away into sleep. Dark Brown fur glowing against the moonlight. His black muzzle pressed aginst the soft pillow.
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These are my few drawing of my Dragons head, I did it for my art class.
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So fierce!
I like that first one and demon best :3
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I really need to put something in here... it's like my ideas are locked away and have no way to get out. If my ideas could surface themselves, that would be great. I had an idea but I accidentally deleted it. It wasn't anything special though, it had no plot and nothing but holes in it. So many holes it makes swiss cheese look normal. And I finally got Tim's native name into a story. I had it! But I just couldn't put the story together.. it was perfect! Teimos Ranas Siguros, in a good story. Although my structure is.. ahem, shit.. I really believe my stories can come out great. Maybe making more will help structure my plots.... BUT IM SO NARROWLY OBJECTIVE WITH PLOTS.....
like, I can never make it last.. I have to change plots and then finish the original. I tell you, storytelling is a pain and it's harder than it looks.
Maybe one day i'll have some eye-worthy stories to read.
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You're Groot! Keep going! *hugs*
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(( ^ hehe guardians of the galaxy reference FOR THE WIN!!! ))
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:$ I couldn't say...
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*Hugs Trix* I have something coming soon. Don't worry! Aakor, how are ya, lol.
Trix, I love the Avi & the title is IMO, a bit hilarious. Yet true. ;)
Ummm, idk yet if i'll have a proper time period for the story though.
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Lets go for soemthing basic.... Agh.... Hmmm.. Kingdoms of Amalur? A military type thing? I need a flow and a mood... AND IM NOT IN A MOOD!!! My stomach hurts too much.
This is something I run and gunned with, mainly cause my stomach isnt taking cereal too well for some phenominal reason.
Don't bite more than you can chew,
cause you might choke trying to hold it all in. Like an emotion.
And if you choke, the food flies everywhere. like emotions.
A cannon goes off, someone did something and made it go off.
A reaction and opposite action, stimuli of emotion.
Octopuses, not Octopie.. multiple and singular, they exist. emotions.
Some are rough and some are soft, bite the burger and enjoy it.
Dont hurt yourself by worrying, they are drugs too, notions.
They can shut you down like Rehab and perk you up like crack,
they are just as dsangerous as they are common, emotions.
A smiley, frowny, angry, and surprisey...
kissy, lovey, jokey, and sorry... They all weigh different,
like a big box that says fragile, these too are fragile. Emotions.
a person becomes the host as the parasite feeds,
and then the host is a breeding ground for other parasites.
to cleanse it, you need anti-bodies, and anti-bodies are friends.
You choose to be a container, but you can choose what to let out.
Bullies, events, and jerks, all are parasites...
while they who help you, friends, family or whoever,
They are your ani-bodies.
Even you are your own parasite and anti-body,
but learn that whatever you throw, it gets thrown back harder.
If you feel it, its there, if you hide it, its there...
like a friend in need, or a late night date, IT FEELS
IT FEELS Because... E - MO - TION!!!
Emotions are just as vulnerable as he container they're in.
not everyone is made of Titanium and not everyone is made of plastic,
but all of us have emotions, and are our own containers.
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An Hour Long Journey, The Irony. Part 1
Agghhhh.. stupid atmospheric converter... can't clear the air for crap! Ughhh, now I have to get antifreeze and a new inner AC unit.
*Jumping out of the Arwing, Jacobs walks to the nearest Aircraft Repair & Services shop*
catalytic converters and all this crap.. RAGH, Why do I have to be stranded here of all places...
I don't want to be here.. on this... planet, how can this place even be hospitable? The air tastes lke dust and oiled pickles!
"Aren't you ina bad mood..."
Yeah.. hey, you have any spare anti-freeze? And an AC unit?
"Sure, we'f got plenty of Anti-freeze... but efryone's using the more confenient Astro AC Gel, nowadays."
Well, I like to stick with trustworthy people and not company standards.
"I tried it out for myself and I haf to admit, the stuff works! It cleans the system too, but it lefes this weird exhaust smell.. so oyu gotta get if checked efry 4 months or so."
Hey, why are you speakig like that?
"Like what?"
You dont pronounce Vs... that's wierd.
"Yeah, somethin happened to me years back and I still remember it well. A piece of shrapnel flew through my lip and cutg a small piece uf my tongue off. Same for my lip here, that's why I can't pronounce Fees."
Oh man, that must really be terrible. Were you in war?
"No, the city was attacked years ago by a group uff Android wieldin bandits... They claimed to haff been sent to help us ascend into greatness by their holy destruction. A bunch o whackos iff you ask me."
Wow, I hope things go well for you in the future.
"Hey, iff you need someone to install your AC unit and Antifreeze, Bobbae's around the back!"
Thaaaanks... I was gfoing to do it myself so I wouldn't get cherged....
*Jacobs silently walked back to his landed Arwing with the AC Unit and Antifreeze*
Well... I guess I wasn't the only one sitting around here *His Awring was labeled 'Leave Now!'*
And I gues im not welcome here either... WHERE IS MY RADIO?!?! Oh, nevermind.. paint covered the GLASS?!?!
WHO IN THE BURNING THRUSTERS DID THIS TO MY ARWING?!?!?
A small group of Studded, Leathered, Goggled adults walked towards Jacobs
"And so a group of us, happened to have painted on your aircraft... Hahaha"
*The group chuckles along* "I painted that, you got a problem with it?"
Yeah, I do... Jacobs put his hand over his Right Tonfa
"Oh, you gonna do something to us? oooooh, we're all scared... Go back to where you came from, plainer ."
*A slight frown appeared over the leaders face*
I was actualy planning on leaving as soon as possible.
*Jacobs removed his hand realizing he didnt want a bad reputation killing someone and leaving the planet*
"Oh and don't forget you're not welcome here ever again."
The group leaves and walks away, splitting up into twos
Why did I have to get stranded here? Im already unwanted and My ship doesnt want to work.
Jacobs opens his arwing's hull only to be greeted by a simple solution
Ugghhhh, Meteor Worms! They all just HAD to fly in and web up my Arwing didn't they!
Jacobs pulls out a small torch from the toolbox and burns all the webbing away, killing the worms.
Now... just to put in the Anti-freeze and to get off this dusty orange planet.
Starting up his arwing, with a spare, unneeded AC unit in the storage, Jacobs Arwing bleeps and alarms, shutting it down.
What is it now? ARE YOU SERIOUS!?! Its TOO FRBRRBINGRRR HOT TO GRRRMANOFHGHGI OPERATE!!!!
*Whining* Why can't I leave? Uhuhuhuhhhh.... Those worms really did it this time....Well... I guess a nap wouldn't *long yawn* hurt... *Jacobs turns on his AC to a mild cool and goes to sleep*
Hours later, the sun on planet Devira begins to set. The creatures of the night begin to stir and awaken for their festival-like behaviours.
Awakening from his sleep, Jacobs watches as everyone leaves their homes to begin their nightly festival funtime.
Ughhhh... oh, good.. I can go home now. *stomach grumbles* Not yet.... *seeing an open buffet* Welll well well... What shall I eat at this fine restaurant here?
And i'lll continue this later. had to make corrections, I was tired when I made this.[/font]
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My old friend. Oh how I miss you.
I was so busy back then and now I know both sides of the fence.
I know what it's like to be objectiveless...
I know what it's like to be busy.
My old friend, I miss talking to you.
We could sing "Every Rose has it's Thorn" and relate the loose friendship.
I remember our first meet, how blank we were to each other,
then we talked and hung out a bit.
My old friend, what can I do to get you back?
Im sorry I wasn't a good friend,
im sorry, sorry won't help.
My old friend, I miss your smile,
I miss your light, and I miss our talks.
But My old friend, what I miss most...
what I miss most is You.
I'd love to talk to you buddy! Your beautiful girly looks. I miss that the most ;)
You wonderful, orange furry fox. :')
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To have fun. You gotta make it fun. At least try to enjoy it on the inside if not the outside.
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My old friend. Oh how I miss you.
I was so busy back then and now I know both sides of the fence.
I know what it's like to be objectiveless...
I know what it's like to be busy.
My old friend, I miss talking to you.
We could sing "Every Rose has it's Thorn" and relate the loose friendship.
I remember our first meet, how blank we were to each other,
then we talked and hung out a bit.
My old friend, what can I do to get you back?
Im sorry I wasn't a good friend,
im sorry, sorry won't help.
My old friend, I miss your smile,
I miss your light, and I miss our talks.
But My old friend, what I miss most...
what I miss most is You.
I'd love to talk to you buddy! Your beautiful girly looks. I miss that the most ;)
You wonderful, orange furry fox. :')
Very touching Tim. Your writing is really coming along dude.
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Hehe, thanks. All it takes is some effort and practice. And, I read from the best'ss! ;)
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And bravery, don't forget that!
It takes courage to expose yourself, but that were the good stuff hides.
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An Hour Long Journey, The Irony. Part 2. Final.
Uuuuaagh... What is going on here? Upon walking inside, Jacobs is showered with some flower type plants and bright colorful lights with loud festival music. Dd... Wow, this is mamazing!
"Glad ytou could join us mysterious stranger!" A random person greeted Jacobs with a warm smile and a bunch of cookies.
Oh, well at lest theres food. I guess I should find the table so i can eat something. *stomach grumbles*
"If food is what you seek, the table is over there on the second, right after the 3rd, on the 2nd floor by the first map."
Highly confused as he didnt understand what just happened, Jacobs actually just stood there in shock.
Uh what??
"You must go that way! Food is on the second floor after the... you clearly aren't understanding this. Here, follow me."
Ok, now that makes sense! Jacobs exclaimed.
"It is our purpose to service those who arree... mmm, less capable."
In slight offense he quietly outbursted with a quick response, And what's that supposed to mean?!
"You simply couldn't handle the directions I gave you. Don't worry, alot of peole get lost. So I guide them to the table."
Oh, I can handle them! See?! *walking off past the man with barely any memory of how to get there he sees the table and charges forward* FOOOOOD!!! *smack!* Ow, what the?
"Congratulations.. you found the table! now how do you get to it?"
What do you mean?! It's just a.... window... *stomach grumbles* please just guide me to the food.
"As you wish. Follow me" .. So, how often do you guys get visitors? I'd think not so much since this planet is like, all desert.
"Loooks can be deceiving. Herre we are, just walk through and take a seat."
Ohhh, THANK YOU!!! *Jacobs takes a seat by the soup and bread first*
"And we get alot of visitors actually. But they all leave before nightfall."
So, what.. am I lke the first? Jacobs said with a stuffed mouth.
"No, just one of many few we have here in the town."
*Slurping down the souped salad and swallowing hot, souped brread whole, jacobs fills up quickly, to only realize he'll soon end up staying another night* Crap.. I might have to stay another day. Im just gonna eat what I need.
*Jafcobs, as hungry as he was. he was also very strict and stubborn about his objectives*
Alright old timer. I thank you for letting me eat here but I really do have to go soon. Was just deliviering something and I needed a quick stop afterwards.
"So you crashed here? How odd, interesting actually."
Hey, I had business.. and business got rough, so I needed to cool off.
"Here? of all places. You are a peculiar one indeed."
What are you trying to get at?! I simply needed somewhere to stay!!
"But you complained about being here. SO you didn't have business, you were stranded here after you landed. The ship's avionics weren't working well. You were frustrated and decided to go fix your problems elsewhere."
How did you know all of that? Jacobs was more shocked than mad at the pestering questions man. Even though he seemed to contradict hisself, he made all the sense in the world when he told Jacobs how he ended up on planet Devira.
This is really freaky, how do you know everythig thaat happened to me today?
"I watch over this town and I am the spirit of the planet." The old man smiled and looked towards Jacobs
Wait, so youre a spirit? PFF Hahahaha!! Yeah Right!! Hahahahaha... That's.. that was a good one old timer. You have an interesting sense of humour. Im gonna go and start up my arwing now. Jacobs got up out the seat and attempted to leave to only be stoppped by another invisible wall.
What the?!
"You may walk."
I can't!! Theres a wall here blocking me!
"You may walk."
I cant leave!!!!
One more time the old man said "You may walk."
Jacobs frustrated, tried running and slammed into an invisible wall. WHAT IN THE HELL!!?!?!!
Old man, if you're doing something.. stop it right now!!! "Stop what? Im only standing here. What you see is merely an illusion. There is no festival, there is no old man. This town is guarded by the spirit of the planet Devira. In fact, my name is Davyra, the Guardian Moon. Devira is sleeping. You are speaking to the Guardian of the Moon. If you truly wish to leave. Then do so. Im not stopping you. You are stopping yourself."
I don't undersdtna dany of this!! What are you jabbering about?! You're stsanding right here talking to me!! I can see you and touch you! YOU ARE REAL!!! There is no spirit!! You're crazy!!! Now take down whatever plexiglass wall you got me behind, cause I want to leave now! "As.. you.. wish."
Suddenly, the room grew dark and the festival started to fade away. The food was still there, but it was rotting really fast. Meteors began falling through the atmosphere and fire burned across the dark blue deserted planet. Flames slowly burned lowly but brightly as everything around them turned to ash and was blown away by the winds guiding the flames. Were in the heck am I??
"You said you wanted to leave. Do you know where we are?"
This is... Devira? Jacobs, scared and shocked at the burning empty lands, he almost wondered where everything was.
"No. This is your home. The planet that YOU live on. Davyra, is long gone. But the planet still remains a hope for life and refugees everywhere."
What? My home? Refugees? What happened? Where is everything, why are there no people?!
"You're looking at them. All these flames and ashes. These destroyed buildings and empty deserted lands. This is what your home will become soon. Sad isn't it?" All of the Green Flames slid across the barren lands in search of something to burn. Just then two Dark green beings, covered in flames, walked up to each other and just exploded into a giant cyclone of fire and walked across the land smoldering anything in its path.
"Theres no frickin way.. that this is my planet... No way. no... Please, take me away from here!"
"Wait. someones coming." Jacobs looked around but saw no one.. that is until he heard gunshots and bikes.
"Keep driving! faster! faster! It's going to kill us!" Two humans driving motorcycles were speeding away as fast as they could from a flaming green tiger being chasing them. The flames roared loudly and flashed brightly.
"We're almost there! Just s few more seconds!!!" Just then another green flame being jumped out of the ground and splashed over both the drivers. "AAAAGGH... YAAAAAA, AAAAAGH.. HEEELP... HEEEEEAAAAAAGH.... AHGHAGHAGHAAAAGH"
The horrid screams petrified Jacobs to the core. Both motorcyles crashed and burned.
Jacobs watched as the two men were burned into ash by the green flames. All they had to do was get into the silver water. But a crack in the ground provided room for the flames to grow underground. Horrified, Jacobs begged and pleaded for the old man to remove the spell he was under.
Please, pleeaase!!! I dont want to watch anymore!! Let me go please!
"Do you know why I showed you this?" No, and I dont care.. please just take me away from here.
"As you wish." The alternate world disappeared and the festical was back, but it was quiet. Felt safe, but it ws quiet, there were people walking about and doing their own acticities and such but it was quiet.
"I wanted to show you what happens when, nature and technology collide. No good ever happens. The selfishness of your personality will assist in your downfall to your peoblems. Appreciate certani events and life will reward you. Bitch ad moan however, and you get doused with flames."
But some people have to live that way! "And they wouldnt have to f people just slowed down and fixed their problems without greed and anger. To get mad over such unimpportant things is pety and selfish, it leads to greed and corruption. To be biased in life is to see only half your relfection. See things differently and you can live happily."
Ok... i'll... i'll take that in to concern. "Now, you must be on your way. Here, this is a necklace made of the planets last roots of the spirit of Devira and Davyra. These hold wonderful charms, keep it safe and you shall be protected. But share its light and you shall be rewarded. Remember however, if greed comes upon you.. flames shall burn at the roots."
Thank you. I'll be on my way. Jacobs quietly walked out of the restaurant buffet with a new piece of mind and a traumatizing vision. Just beofre gettig into his arwing, he stopped by the repair guy he met earlier today and gave him some money. Hey! I uhh.. here, it's from me. Some money, since you don't get much service anymore.
"Oh, why thank you! Much appreciated! You have a nice night now!"
You too! Jacobs jumped into his Arwing AF-rXC and started it up, he looked up and could see no old man anywhere, like he left as soon as he got out of the building. Jacobs looked down and saw a note in the door, he picked it up and read it.
"You are a fortunate and special person. Most people kill themselves after seeing that vision. It's sad but true, I have even witnessed it happen. Some of them have neverending nightmares and suffer from ultimate paranoia."
I just might suffer from the nightmares as well.. Jacobs folded the letter and onoticed it said Old Man on the back of it.
Haha, he sure has a wierd sense of humor. No, to get home and away from here. As jacobs was leaving.. the planet turned dark blue under the moonlight, but he knew he felt sometihng. A very small part of planet that was shadowed, had a bright dot in it. He felt a pit grow in his stomach as he thought about the Green Flaming Beings again.
Just... just get home... relax, there's nothing wrong... with Devira. The planet's fine... it's fine, you're fine... nothing wrong. Jacobs turned on his radio to calm hissefl down a bit and relax. He played a station that had smooth softening music, he liked it at the moment, but a few minutes later it slowly amped into something different. The music became tense, and slow.. eventually creeping out Jacobs. So he turned off the radio.
Look, im almost home. Jacob said, feeling better staring into his brightly lit, sunny, blue and yellow planet.. he broke into the atmosphere and flew down to the porting bay for aircraft. only to be frightened by the scariest thing he'll ever hear. His radio turned on and the army officials called him,
"This is restricted airspace, please identify yourself."
This is Warren Jacobs, Arwing Class AF-rXC, coming in to dock my Arwing,
"Okay, you're good. .....schkht" At first, Jacobs didnt know what that last sound was, he relayed back to the base.
Ummm, I didnt get that last part, over.
"We didnt say anything. You're good, over."
... What do you mean, you didn't say anything?
"We didn't, over. ......SCHCHCT" Just then, the sound Jacobs heard was as clear as day, it scared the crap out of him but he felt relieved after what he thought was just interefrence from other connections. Just before his arwing reached the docking bay, his radio turned on by itself and went back to that soft music station.. it was silent, and Jacobs became a little frightened, but he just turned off the radio. Again it cut on.. but this time there was faint static... and Jacobs began hearing something very creepy.. the music was playing at a very low volume, so Jacobs placed his ear against the radio to listen claerly. Just then a loud roar came from the radio and Jacobs recognized it like anything a 3 year old would call scary. The roar was just like the one he heard with the Tiger Flame Being chasing the bikers. Jacobs jumped out of his arwing and landed front first on the rubber flooring.
"AAAAAGH" where's the charm? wheres the charm? wheres the charm? wheres the charm?!?! Jacobs pulled the charm out of his pocket and put it around his neck. Almost like a nightmare cure, the charm worked and everything seemed a little brighter than a few seconds ago. Jacobs became worried of two things. The paranoia or those flames beings are already giving him nightmares. I just... gotta stay calm. I'll be fine. I'll be fine. Jacobs walked down the street from te base and bought a sweetened coffee, hot with a honey roll. Maybe a relaxing nap will help me. Jacobs walked into a spa and ordered a massage. ........ Later, jacobs is in mid massage and gets really sleepy. "Ahhhh, that works. Hey, if you dont mind. Im gonna nap for a bit. Wake me up when it's over. "Will do, sir" With that being said, Jacobs fell into a peaceful sleep.
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An Iguana / Monitor mix.... Scaled Wings, Fur, where? Hmmm. tall? Very, strenghth... width, weight.... origin..... Ohhh... Fur on the body, no scale skin, ust wings... no, ok. Fur around the legs and arms but not completely, So, Scaled back because of spikes and wings... then blands into fur around the front, except the belly... or maybe very short fur, like stubble short. And rough spikes? or smooth stabby ones? maybe long loose ones like a hairstyle? ... Hmmmm His tongue... facial featur is of fur.., eyes, lizardlike... tongue, like asnake.... but without the SSsssss pronunciation issue. I can already see I have a chance at drawing this one!
A chance... idk. Name?.... Sotharc.... Verces. Sotharc Verces, yess. Defiance FTW!!! Hmmm.... Abilites? Probably not. Powers? no... Flying, yes, passengers? yes. Big wings? Noooo... Medium small? YES. Arm fins? No, Claws? Yeah. Teeth shape? Snake like fangs. Attraction?.... Idk.. Body shape, thats the big one.... Actually, Not Sotharc lol.... Maybe on eof my pets can help me out.
Thats it for meh brainstorm. I'll get more sentralized ideas when I get an idea of who he is.
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Hmmmm... Hazza, Shazza will be a good name for him. Im thinking of giving him a ssiter.... Where Shazza originates from.. I haven't decided yet. I know its definitely from another planet. He's gonna be an Iguana / Mammal of some kind.
What should it be? I love Hybrids, there are so many possiblities and it's just amazing. So many remixes and bondings. I prefer Hybrids because I feel it gives me a broader range of species to choose from.
All my fursonas generalised information!
I mean, Tim... he's a combination of two real animals but the things that he can do are Species Related, his planet has a type of Jackal animal that can manipulatre their bodies at a cellular level. They can immideately or slowly, ceate a clone of a sort. And they can mutiply their body size by 350%... Most of them anyways. Other have wings, Tim wasnt born with any, nor can he grow them. Without the gentic profile for wings, a Longtail cannot create such a thing because his body doesn't know what wings are. So, if he doesnt have an immediate grandparent that had wings, he can't grow any. The trait must be at least 1/4th present in the passed down DNA, otherwise wings are impossible. Now, not many people realize this but, Tim's parents consumated him at a really late age, Around 240 and 255 years. Longtails live 3 Times longer than an average human or animal. And humans live an average of 80 to 100 years. After 260, child bearing is impossible for the body becomes old and unable to support another life. Usually, Longtails Grey around 220 or 210. Tim is still very young though. In human years, he's about 24. But in Longtail years, he's barrely breaching 100. And thats still The Teen, Young Adult stage. Right around 145 is when he stars Adulting. He's impressively mature for his age though. He likes to enjoy everything he does but he's serious with people and business relations. Evren though he's overly friendly and young in the head, he handles things pretty well. That is until he's under pressure. Then he doesnt know if hes doing anything right. Tim is just an extension of me. A way for me to feel comfortable with who I am.
My other fursonas though,
Sina Tolora, or Miss Moonshine if you want to know her other name.
Tim basicallyy adopted her from her Vandalous old lifestyle. She's a longtail like him but she practically hates her own species. She used to live like a Bandit, fishnet clothing and always carrying a deadly weapon and getting into gang fights. The place she came from was called the Deadlands, she left the lifestyle after someone in her family fell ill and died. She was heartbroken and it made her leave her old ways, then Tim found her at her family's side and they gladly gave her to him. She got the nickname Moonshine when one night, Her and Tim were vacationing in a lakehouse. One night, Sina stepped out and went swimming in the lake, meanwhile Tim was already out side but he was searching for wood cause it was getting cold soon. The night was still cool and slightly warm so it made swimming perfect! Anyways, Tim was walking back with the wood and noticed that someone was swimming in the lake, so he put the wood down for a minute to inspect it. Little did he know, it was Sina and for some reason, the marking on her forehead glowed with an elegance and it enveloped Sina a goddess like Aura while she swam. Though she was unaware of it while swimming, used the glow to see in the water and she swam where you couldnt normally see. Tim as amazed as he was by the glowing light, jumped into the water and swam towards it. Sina was swiming back up when Tim jumped in, so he stopped swimming and just floated up. When him and Sina were both at surface level they looked towards each other in surprise. After that moment, she forever had the nickname, Moonshine.
Marina "Oreo" Hayden, usually Tim just calls her oreo, for her Black and White fur pattern. They have a small dating history.
Marina is a Dog, a Leopard Husky.. She's Mainly Black and White though. The Leopard part is acually relating to her fur pattern. She's just a regular Husky with Leopard Pattern Fur. But She has a White stripe that runs down her front and back. Only her Arms and Legs are Black, more specifically, her Shoulders, ribs, and thighs. She wears a Sapphire Blue Hoody and her hair is Amber Brown. Her body however is toned / lightly muscled. Her arms are a little bigger than most women as slim as her but that's what Tim liked about her, she was "thicker in the really good places" as he said. Her thighs werent big but they were a little smaller than a muscled woman. Her hips certainly have a nice curve and spread. Her stomach wasnt shaped like an hourglass though... but her chest made it look like that. Her shoulders werent big either, even though she had some arm muscle and body muscle. Even though she was shaped like a curvy muscular statue, she was as huggable as a teddy bear.
Tim gave her the nickname Oreo because he says she looks like a cookie from certain angles.
Hyurao Kilvas, pronounced H Yar Ro, He is a close friend of Tim. He in fact doesn't know Tim that well, he just like helping him with his life. Hyurao is like a brother to Tim, his BFFL if you would.
Jsaiko, or Saki. Pronounced Psycho. He is a middle aged fur with incredibly long hair. It arcs over his forehead and hangs there, like a palm tree. Jsaiko has a pet bird friend, who assists him in his job and daily life. Doy, is his pet friend. He mainly helps Jsaiko with work. He helps him repair and torch machines and vehicles and just about anything the factory gives him.
Jsaiko lost his arm in an accident involving explosives. He got it replaced with an Androidal Arm. He wears a Deep Blue Martial Arts coat with a sleeve on his living arm. Jsaiko has a permanent burn in on his face. Most people mistake it as a mask.
Tim and Jsaiko dont really know each other either, but Ti helps him whenever he needs it and vice versa. Since Tim owns an Arwing Custom Class, he gets Jsaiko to help him work on it. Tim gave Jsaiko the short name Saki, so he doesn't have to use his regular name all the time. People actually used to get offended whenever someone called his name but they didnt know it IS his name. Some people even got offended when he told them his name, thinking he meant to joke around but he seriously never joked around. Jsaiko is often, not as funloving as Tim or his other friends but he is very caring.
Sina is like Tim's Sister/BFF, Hyurao is like Tim's BFF/Brother, Marina is like Tim's GF (Except they aren't in a relationship), and Jsaiko is Tim's Engineering Partner.
Sina is quiet and shy. She almost thought of dating Tim once, but realized he didn't see her that way. He raised and protected Sina afer she left the Deadlands. She WAS about in her early Teens to Young Adult before her parent died. Then Tim picked her up around her Early Young Adullt to Full Grown years.
Hyurao is loud and festive, sometimes inconsiderate of others emotions or state of being.
Marina is a hothead and will often punch Tim through a wall for the wrong reason and without regret; But she is soft hearted and often babies Tim while trying to love him at the same time.
They dont date but they have an on / off relationship and sometimes they have special moments. She's like his Girlfriend but without the officialness. And Vice Versa
Jsaiko is often or not serious and jolly at the same time. Sometimes suffering from pain in his sholder from the Arm and the accident. He never gets mad over small things and he often prefers being alone instead of with a group. Mainly because he has Public Anxiety Issues, so he likes to remain alone or with one eperson and calm down. He doesn't attach himself and he isn't easily romanced.
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Im gonna make a Leaf poem in a bit. I'll put it in sometime today.. It's title is A Broken Branch, but i'll have it in today hopefully. Actually in a bit, czause it's still early.
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You guys dont have to read my stories :P. They're only long because I have an imagination with which I badly want to be captured, but I, Myself, am limited to how much I can put down during the time. If I coud truly make them into stories I would.
Hype... hype... hype... hype....
Adrenaline............... clap, clap, clap, clap, clap...
Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush,
Hit the beat beat, bom bom bom bom bom obm
Wom we we wop, wop... Wom we we wop, wop
Dum, click click, clang cla-clang clang!
Drum bum, bum-bum-bum
Bum bum, be bum bum.
Wip woo wah we wang wang!
Ding sding...
Wizz... wazzz. wooz wahhhhhhh
Pedal pedal pedal pedal
snar snare snare snare
Techno Techno Techno Techno
Masiive Beat Rush!!!
And then te recovery period! XD
That's some random way of me trying to capture the hype music I listen to LOL
A Broken Branch
A Leaf is falling, spinning, dropping.
An Ant surfs on the leaf and is having the time of its life.
The leaf holds steady for the ant and lets it ride peacefully,
The Ant flies with the leaf and sees the world.
The ant waves hello and the world smiles back.
Everything in plain blue and green,
The Ant surfs it's leaf, feeling free and embrazened. (Not a word I assume, but it sounds nice)
The world looks at the Ant and laughs, The leaf was no leaf.
It was a Green Bug shaped like a leaf.
The bug waves hi and the Ant smiles back.
The Ant now flying with his friend enjoys the world.
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How am I not at a 2nd page yet?!?!
Ok. So I have my Fursona now. He's definitely Reptilic, with Mammal traits, like fur and blood.
But his reptilic side allows him to adapt to tempereatures better and sit in different temperatures longer. Mixed with Warm Blood, he can always stay warm and adapt to the cold easier. Heat on the other hand is a Warm-Blooded's downside. So, it'll take longer for him to cool down in high temperatures because his body wont allow quick cooling. But also becaus ehe's cold-blooded, he doesn't get AS hot as a wam-blooded person does. so he's relatively cooler in aspect.
I am so frickin lucky though. reptilic characters are somewhat my adapted drawing skill. As far as I know, I can draw Heads and limbs.
Not so much feet and hands.. I cvan draw eyes pretty well, not so much for teeth and facial expressions. Hair is also a definite no go.
He is half Dinozoid, Dinosaur Hybrid.. like the leaper's yellow cousins from Turok 2. I'll provide a Ref.
And he is... I haven't decided a mammal species yet.... :/ Hmmmm.... Leopard.... I've always wanted to be a cat so wy not a leopard? Those dots don't compare to how long i was thinking XD
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★★★ Note to the busy / short attented like me. Read everything in small parts, please.
I do not wish to have you sit here all day reading one of my lengthy posts. ★★★
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Ok.. So, here he is.. Partially.
Name: Shazza. No last name, he might not need one.
Sex: Male
Orientation: yet to be determined, by me..
Species: Raptoid Leopard
Parents Info: Father came from the Lost Land and traveled through time, into the future. Mother lived in a colony on the Moon of Earth.
his Father met his Mother when he landed on the Moon, searching for somehwere to live, permanently.
Father was a Pure-bred Raptoid and Mother was a Pure-bred Leopard.
Shape: Undecided.
Height: I don't want him tall... 5' 10"
Weight: 180 Lbs Flat
This character is still a work in progress.
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I dont have any software otr games that I can access that will help me create my new fursona, or scalesona.
So Im sweriously doingthis from my head and trying my best to create him... cause, without a program or anything to make him physical or visible.. I am getting the urge to just drop him.. vbut I wont do such a thing because I want him to be made!
Ok, so here's another part of his Bio.
Weapons: Dual Nunchaku, Brass Knuckles, Ansatsuken, and an Armored Body Suit riddled with electrified studs on each extremety. (Hand, Elbow, Knee, etc..)
Clothing:
Not decided yet. Without a visual image of clothing, I can't quite make an identification.
Appearance / Markings:
Once again, without a vivid idea of what I want him to look like, I can't come up with anything.
Body Shapings:
His Tail is thick & wide and is very strong. He has No horns of any sort but he has alot of curved spikes and such.
He has the strength to make a small tremor with his tail. Strong enough to shake someones balance.
He can also stomp hard enough to create a small tremor within his immediate vicinty. Such as during a grapple or lunge.
His hands and feet have a mysterious webbing that activates underwater, which allows hin to swim very well and very quickly.
The claws on his feet can allow him to grip anything he stands on or pushes against. Except Glass and paper. Cause they're weak, like Raditz.
Shazza's abilities are only from his genetic mutation. Inherited from his father, a Dinozoid with the impossibly rare ability to speak.
Shazza's body is built and tough, but slim due to the half leopard side.
I think that covers him... for now.
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I forgot to add the most important weapons! Shazza's Father's gun collection from the Lost Land!
Pulse Rifle: Turok 1
Plasma Rifle: Turok 2
War Blade / Talon: Turok 2
Sun Pods: Turok 2
Firestorm Cannon: Turok 2
Drum Mag Auto Shotgun: Turok 1
And my Favorite! The Razorwind! : Turok 2
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It's so quiet in here. :( I get no views lol... Ughh sigh.. It is so quiet here... I doubt anyone even knows this exists.
Hello? *echoes can be heard throughout the room* hahhh... Someone.. Somewhere? Can anyone even see the door in which this quietly isolated room sits?
is it even recognized within the piles of threads and topics shelved underr the carpet with my name?
how does one even find the means to discover such an object without exploring for it?
Does this even begin to describe the loneliness of this thread?
It doesn't even touch the firm skin and nerves or even shake the muscles of such a wonderful pleasure in which these poems and stories could possibly behold on the faithful, or not, unexpecting soul whom becomes surprised by other's views and imaginations with which are unlocked and shown to the world by just a single spark that ignited the flames of interest and deconstructs the wall of reality by burning it's supporting roots underlying it's broken stone facade.
And yes, that sentence runs on without much need of periods or commas.
*le cries* why does nobody see these? I M SO LONELY HERE!!! *I face up, tears dampening my muzzle, and howl loudly, shaking the ground underneath my hind paws.*
*My tail extends furiously and lashes across the sky rapidly as I howl and cry*
Birds and animals can be seen flying away and skittering in the bright blueish moonlight that's bathing the land.
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Ok. He mmmiiiight have hair... not for sure, think i'll just keep the spurs and spikes.
But if I were to actually give him hair, it would cover all of his face, except for his eyes..
Like, the hair would not even touch his eyes. It would avoid them.
But I think he's going to be hairless... It all depends on what his head will be, lizard or leopard.
His clopthes... doesn't matter, mthe dude can be only wearing a shirt for all I care.
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I have always wondered why but I have a slight self esteem issue.
it used to be worse when I was younger, I grew out of it but I still have my major concerns.
I sometimes feel annoying in a way. I actually do feel annoying alot. heh, it's not always present but I feel it whenever I talk to someone. So I usually keep conversations short.
I feel annoying or awkward, never both. Aaaand then there's lonely... the one I hate the most.
I've had moments where I feel lonely... I try not to focus on it though.
I just thought of splitting these page long stories into two parts.
That way it isn't obnoxiously huge.. and even I lose interest after just looking at the page.
Question, not like anyone's going to answer, let alone read or see this.
What is your most undesirable emotion or feeling?
Mine is the Annoying feeling and lonely feeling.
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Of course.. I had thought so, most of these views are probably from me.
Well... im sorry if I sound negative or sad. It's how I feel when I visit this thread sometimes.
Why? because im the only one in it, :/
Im not saying I want everyone to look, I just want one person to post here every once in a while... instead of me.
Hold up.... do MY views even count? I know they have to... if not then... im more confused than anything.
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In case anyone didn't know. one quick fact, I like aliens.
ok, BTMEP.. Tim is not "animal" or human to make it easier.
The only thing human about him is the Weasel. The Jackal part is like Rocket Raccoon...
Rocket Raccoon is a life-form from Halfworld that just happens to look like Earth's Raccoons.
Tim is an alien hybrid, his mother was from the planet Aguilaria.
So Tim's resident term would be Aguilarian or Agual for short. He is a life-form that happens to look like Earth's Jackals.
But here's the bonus: Tim KNOWS what Jackals are so he can just easily say he's one of them.
Back To My Earlier Point
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Cool, it went up like 11, no... 15 views! That is enlightening!!
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Shazza.... YOU WILL BE FINISHED!! and eventually created.
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BADABADUUUUMB!!! I.. GOT IT!! Shazza is a.. damn, what his fur color? Doesn't matter right now.
Shazza will have Leopard fur and body, but Dinozoid Eyes and Tail, with the spikes and tri.. traff.... the things that run down the back of most lizards and certain dinosaurs. Troughs? that might be it.
Leopard with Dinozoid qualities, long Dinozoid claws and teeth. Eyes, and Tail.
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Lol
I can't keep up with your posts Tim!
My most hated feeling is the feeling of servitude.
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Stuffy / Stuffies / Stitch Creatures!
A fun little character i've had on my mind hours today.
It doesn't have a name, doesn't need one.. Stuffy might fit though.
A Variable colored Stitch Creature. only 5'1". It has no gender or gender identifying traits but some creatures can have them added for personal reasons or to identify itself.
Some live alone in a completely alternate dimension, others travel and live in forests alone or with a small town.
They usually prefer being with someone that appeciates their company.
Though stitched and stuffed, these creatures can possess the emotional capacity of an average fur, more or less, evenso.
Oh, Stitch Creatures vary in size too. Some mount over most at 10+ Feet, others as tiny as a basketball.
They can do just about anything an average fur does. Except fight for long periods and reproduce.
How there are so many is a mystery. Some are believed to be possessed by the spirits of innocent children and people.
I know it sounds a bit crude but I was trying to make a sense of their existence. and to make them feel even more human.
Stitch Creature are very useful. They have varying textures, stitching, designs, and even personalities.
Some stay around to serve you while others want to be your best friend.
Depending on how it's stitched, a Stuffy can be thick and tough, made up of all stitch, (metal, plastic and whatnot) or be all cloth, having very little stitch holding it together.
Stuffy are not fragile though. The magic in their cloth bodies, or Spirit Essence, keeps them from breaking thread and losing limbs.
It is VERY, VERY RARE If a Stuffy can speak, as that requires a rigorous reanimation ritual process along with Soul Bonding.
And Soul Bonding is EXTREMELY difficult if the body already has one possessing it. Because one body is allowed one Spirit possession. More than one would cause unintended side effects, flashbacks, unwanted autonomous actions and etc...
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Lol
I can't keep up with your posts Tim!
My most hated feeling is the feeling of servitude.
What? I post like once a week XD Until recently which was twice a week.
Hm, that servitude can be a real cowboy can't it? Lol
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You did two post since I looked! D=
@.@
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Oh.. well, sorry? lol
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It is scary how strong humans can be... but it is even more scary of how fragile we are.
Able to break a plank of wood but can be broken just as easily.
It's amazing how our bones can take so much before snapping lol.
Now, as a human myself, I can identify myself as weak. Because I kinow I am.
Half the people I meet are stronger than me, by a little or alot.
Now, to think of yourself as fragile is easy or hard, depending on the person.
But, no matter your muscle mass or ability to take pain, we are all human.
Therefore we can break just as easily as another human.
Imagine the fact the you could get broken into fractures by a PVC pipe, and then by layered wood.
Scary, isn't it? Now imagine trying to break those objects yourself, without suffering a fracture, bruise, dislocation or severe cut.
Most of us can't, but there are those who can. Yet they are as easily breakable as you.
Destruction = Mass / consistency X success rate.
Destruction Equals Mass Over Consistency Times Success Rate.
YES, that is a random formula I just came up with, but think aboout it...
Name one thing you know, made of... let's say glass, that wont hurt you if you broke it... can you?
And I mean physically broke it without a tool.
The formula works, by theory. Obviously it isn't real or proof-ful. And now for a quick pun. ^_^
I knew this crazy guy who used to work with bones. He's in an Asylum now. I guess he just snapped.
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LOL
Snapped
*giggles*
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I have a mindset, which I cannot explain but I can explain what I understand about myself.
I... view things a little differently. I always want to be different but... never alone.
My thinking pattern is actually very simple but it's difficult to explain HOW simple.
I also forget easily. I know I have emotions and im slowly becoming more sensitive to them.
I hope that I never lose them. Then i'd really be alone. I used to be less... understanding of emotions so I would seem, bored or irritated. When I was younger, irritated was a constant. Now i've learned to be more accepting of said things.
I still don't like certain qualities but I have my feelings about them change often.
I can't explain my emotions though. Because im so free and forgiving, I can easily brush off most things.
Although I feel I have a pit of resentment and dislike somewhere inside me.
Which I figure why I get irritated easily.... I don't know.. I used to hurt in my heart everytime I yelled at a family member or argued.
And when I bursted with a snap at someone I liked, it would hurt. And it didn't even have to be a romantic or friend-like relationship.
It had to be someone I viewed as respectable, trusting, or nice. I eventually started pushing away those pains and now it never happens.
I sometimes think I grew up a little heartless but I blame the kids in my schools.
I never really felt like I had friends and I always hated being called a Special Ed kid, even though I was in it for 9 years, 3rd to 12th.
I have a very creative mind though ^_^ I used to love playing with blocks, mega-legos, and anything solid with Art Properties.
Except drawing. I HATE Drawing... just like my handwriting... it's not perfect either.
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I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3,
I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3,
I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3,
I hate the PS3, I hate the PS3.
It can't copy, it can't do anything right with internet browsing, it can't load a video, it can't load pictures, it can't even type past a certain amount of characters without stopping. Like it has a limit and it's so stupid.
It randomly freezes when you use the internet, AND ON TOP OF THAT!!! It just doesn't load anything right.
Some of these are true but im just mad because I don't have a working computer right now.
but im mad at my PS3, too. But I love my PS3, too.
It just has a weak browsing software.
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I would like to note. NOTHING, Huahahahaa!!
Ok. Tim's theme will always be Welcome Home (Coheed and Cambria) [[Found on Rockband]]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=abJYXY3mPjs (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=abJYXY3mPjs)
And Shazza's Theme is Dragon Contra Theme (NightmareCinemas) [[Found on Youtube]]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-oY8uNYUS8 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-oY8uNYUS8)
They have friendlier themes as well.
Tim's is Adventure of a Lovestruck Tomboy (Touhou) [[Found on Youtube]]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku1YlgMhMng (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku1YlgMhMng)
Shazza's is Chozo Ruins >Nintendo Gamecube< (Metroid Prime) [[Found on Youtube]]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXS3XZwPaEk (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXS3XZwPaEk)
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Gummy People!!
Oh my! It appears another creation has hit me!
They're gummy people! Oh it's so wonderful! Unlike the candy, they aren't affected by temperature the same way.
See, these gummy people... They are made of the same solution as you make the candy, but the way they live is another story.
And I shall explain that story.
A destructive event happened that caused a tear between two realities.
A candy world and and the realistic world. A rift had opened up, allowing the two worlds to be traversed and interacted with. Much like how the stuffies have their own world and ability to live.
These gummy people have souls like the stuffies, operate the same way too.
The gummies walked into the real world much like how the stuffies had done.
This is kind of difficult to explain but the gummies have an existence pattern similar to the stuffies.
Gummies are very squishy indeed and are very nice friends, good companions. Some gummies are very sour while others are very sweet.
Some gummies can even be both sweet and sour, a nice, friendly gummy that's sour or a mean and nasty gummy that's sweet, different combinations. Some gummies are just plain, without the sweet or sour or having little sweet or sour. Gummies sound soft and very fragile but these gummies are just like stuffies. Their souls prevent them from being so easily destructible. Meaning, gummies will feel really soft but it is harder to destroy one than you would think. You CAN melt them but it would take longer since they are not sugar based.
There's a phenomenon in the gummies that give them their tastes but there is absolutely no sugar content within their bodies, whatsoever. Many believe its because of their personalities but that has shown absolutely no connection between the two. Some people have yet to understand that gummy people are NOT like the gummy candy.
gummy people do not get sticky when they get wet OR hot, in fact, they just get wet!
gummy people literally have the ability to generate heat or cool as they please.
And much to contrary belief, they have detailed and sculpted bodies.
Sadly, gummy people cannot prove half of the features on their bodies because of them not having skin, muscles, and blood to help define their features.
Basically, they have no organs so they just look like walking glass mannequins, or sometimes the opaque plastic mannequins.
Gummy people generally are very heavy but they are actually made up of a gummy petroleum gel solution that is surprisingly durable. Added that the souls add increased durability. The souls actually allow the gummy people to have eyes, mouths, hearts, and in some cases, ghost shells. Ghost shells, or spiritual visages, occur when the soul is bonded to the gummy by summoning or by pure bonding.
Pure bonding is when you sacrifice yourself (while still living) and transfer your consciousness over into the gummy.
Gummy people are NOT made for being a trampoline, kids!
Now, back to my earlier point.... Gummy people are bouncy and stuff but they are also pretty hefty.
If you were to get hit by a gummy person, it would both hurt and not hurt.
It'd feel like getting slapped by water but awkwardly, the water is solid and can give you whiplash.
Gummy people are sadly enough, not as emotionally stable as us regular furs.
Some are extremely sensitive and others are just sensitive. Don't think they are innocent though, oh no no no.
Gummy people have over three times the crime notoriety as stuffies. And the only crime stuffies can really do is Arson and Burglary.
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This is seriously, very embarassing. Everytime I look at page one, I think... Oh my god, what have I done? and Why is it so long?!
The pages are too big! My stories are too long!
Lol. Well, I love this thread now. It's lonley but im kind of accepting that now. It gives me a place to think, a place to write things -forum apprpriate of course, and it gives me a place to put my imagination.
Lets see... Stuffies, Gummy People, Shazza, Tim, Sina, Marina, Hyurao, and Jsaiko.
Saki, you're such an ass. Be grateful you got this in return!
Tim is like me. He wants to be nice to everyone and try not to be an enemy. He also just want some friends to talk to. Which he has! Yay!
I don't kow why I just posted that. Oh well, THIS IS SPARTA!!!!
Boy am I being completely random right now! Lol. Ooh! Ufur! *Throws mattress at Ulfur* Catch!!
Thwere we go, im having fun. well, all im really doing is typing everything that pops up into my head as we speak.. errr think. Hehe....
Fire Style: Blinding White Flames!
Fire Stryle: Freezing Touch!
Hmmm.... a console style, sword art online, multiplayer type of RP sounds kind of fun.
With respawns and game modes. That sounds awesome.
Guess i'll stop my peaceful ranmbling right here. Lol. See you later Matrix!
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Gummi bears O.o
I came for the Random shorts, stayed for the PS3 love/hate relationship
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please tell me what a palindrome is. That way everytime I forget, I can come here and read it. Yay for quick notes!
Lollies at thereason you stay. And yesh! my gummy people! Lol, I admit, I was thinking of two things, one. the fact that I love Gummy worms, Gummy bears, Butterflies, rings, etc. I LOVE Gummy candy!
The other reason is highly classified! Im afarid disclosure will have to take place elsewhere.
I also get bored and just create things if you havent noticed. I created the stuffies out of a small bit of loneliness. Fact.
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I have reached Page THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
ANd the seagulls outside my window are just as beautful as ever.
And theres a Big Brown Seagull too! :o It's so amazing! It's pretty big compared to the other seagulls as well.
I really wish I could hold one or pet one.
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A palindrome is a word or phrase which is spelled the same way forwards as backwards.
Like "Bob".
If it helps, try listening to a song made up only of palindromes sung in the style of Bob Dylan!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnJdxUwF1Wg
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Thanks. I had kinda already figured it out by convenience of it's placement in your 1million count posts.
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But now with singing!
:D
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Lollies Hahaha, that was amazing.
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"Is Reasoning really needed for half the things in the world?"
How does one generate plain humor without boring his audience?
You can't. They're like a fish in a barrel, it's so easy to drown them in despair!
Bad joke. Bad jokes are like racism. Once you've heard Juan, you've heard Jamal.
Ok ok ok, I get it. MIB couldn't even log you in. Are you that high you seriously think MIB exist? Lol.
That wasn't suppose to make sense. Like my next joke.
I know it'll sting like a bee, cause this one's a Zinger!
But honestly, we all know the pain of a bad joke. It's like a thwomp resting on your shoulders waiting for you to say the punchline.
Only thing is, Thwomps can't punch! Hahahaha! No? Ok, I see.
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Lets see... first poem i've ever done OF another person.
Let me try to get some good qualities....
Flame Red and Chestnutty Brown, Foxy Vixen.
Heart of Hearts and Queen of Queens.
Lover and Loved, strong mother.
ok, that's one. I need some time for a bigger one.
*Thinking Activated*
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I don't know why but I like this one very much >.>
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Trickster with magic, her powers know no mercy.
Magical she is, but limited she is as well.
Her Zap fells all who stand before it,
As quick with her wits as she is with her tongue,
the mighty vixen speaks royally with grace.
When her magic runs low, she takes a nap.
With that nap,
she braves more challenges.
Fighting monsters in her sleep and around her nest,
she protects her possessions with a virtue of power.
That power,
filled with light,
will burn the monsters that threaten her existence.
Alas though,
the vixen falls,
but her allies will always be there,
to serve, protect, and pick up the vixen.
Within her heart, where her power resides,
sits a dark power.
With the help of her allies,
and her self will and conviction,
she defeats the dark being.
Another day comes, the vixen awakes.
She begins another journey into the endless future.
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That's the best thing EVER!
I wonder if it's too big for a sig?
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You can shrink it with THIIS or use
A SPOILER
OR
Use the alignment buttons :3 With a little experimenting.
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I think I got it.
Since Tim represents my more manly side, if I can call it that.
Shazza will represent my more sensitive and secluded side.
Hmmm, I have been thinking about it... Shazza being an impossibly curvy boy but I don't know how to pull that off lol.
So, maybe it'll be a Cousin thing.
Two Raptoid-Leopards. Shazza keeps his manliness BUT i'll put the fimininity in his cousin. His flat chested cousin.
So... that's one Raptoid-Leopard and his curvy, flat chested, female cousin.
Yaaay. I finalized my second Sona! With the power of DnD Imagination!!
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I wonder how many people know this place exists.... x_x always curious as to what this smiley was made of x.x
Have you ever thought of something and the "What if" monster crawls out from the back of your head?
I have a "What if" monster and an "I wish..." monster.
I don't like them very much. They sometimes hurt me, emotionally.
Especially with things that I had to get over.
Examples include but are possibly not existent to: Relationships, Mistakes, Ideas, School (Lol), and Actions.
They hurt me by Anger or Sadness.
Sometimes with the Sadness, they make me feel lonely, which depresses me a little.
I can smile past it and forget it but it comes back. Sometimes weaker but it comes back.
Speaking of Anger, I had a dream.
I bought a gun, Assault Carbine of some sort.
I was about to collapse the stock but then I left it outside to check something in the store.
I came back out and my gun was in pieces being held by 3 different people.
I had became so mad, I dreamt another dream that I had felt the Anger.
(In that dream, I wanted to punch my cousin so hard, it would rock the Earth.)
I even felt the Anger THROUGH my sleep. It was so intense.
I kind of felt scared that my emotion was so powerful to even affedt me in my sleep.
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The Realm of Nothingness
Here goes nothing.... ((Discontinued until I get back to this. Sorry, :P ))
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Now I'm worried about Artax.
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Artax? Is that someone from one of your Stories?
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Once upon a time, in a secluded section of the forest. A cherry red fox pup laid alone and in a small patch of grass.
A wolf bandit speedily ran by, carrying a bag filled with jewels and some magical stones.
A bright yellow stone that glowed with a magical power fell out the bag and landed by the sleeping fox.
After a few hours of slumber, the red fox finally woke up and noticed the stone glowing brightly in her face.
"!!.. Huhhh, oooooh! Pwetty shiny thingy!" The little vixen's tail wagged and she took the gem into her paws.
Within a few minutes, she gained the magical power of lightning. Her magic was new and weak, but she gained it.
((The wolf is just a minor character. Not important.))
The little vixen strolled into town with the gem in her paws. She walked up to a lady who handled jewelry.
The woman took the gem and made a necklace with it. The lady handed the necklace to the little vixen and smiled warmly.
"Come back whenever you need it fixed."
"Ok. Thank you!" The vixen replied.
She then walked about town and enjoyed the sights, peacefully.
Every once in a while, after she passed someone, they would hand her a small piece of food.
Usually bread or meat. Later that day, she ate and then let to go watch the sunset.
Time in the town was often described as short, but really, it was a short daytime and a really long nighttime.
The nighttime was very... melancholy. The town changed into a different place at night. It was called "The Plaza" instead of "Dayton Town Square".
Every night, there would be a man who stood by the town back entrance towards the castle. And he would play a tune, he called it the "Song of Storms".
The little vixen wandered into The Plaza and noticed the castle behind it was quite unusual. Just yesterday, it was Glowing with the castle lights.
Tonight though, it glows with the castle lights and a slightly red outline. It was faint, but if you looked close enough, you could see it and tell that the castle wasn't with that outline yesterday.
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Artax is the horse from The Neverending Story.
*sits up and pays attention*
A sleepy vixen story huh? I like her already ;)
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The little vixen walked up to the man and asked him a question.
"Mister, what is that song you are playing tonight and why does the castle look a little red?"
The man answered:
"I am the Music Man. This song is called Eye of Storms. The castle has suffered from a curse. That is why it is Red."
She looked at him curiously.
"Eye of.. Storms? That is not the song you always play."
He slowed down the fairly ominous song and replied to the pup.
"I changed my song because Dark Days are coming. A fox with Magical powers must help the Hero of Time and defeat the Evil Wizard who holds the curse on the castle."
She looked with awe and excitation.
"A Hero?! Ooh, she must be powerful and brrave. And the best warrior of them all! "
The Music Man continued playing, but it almost seemed like he just older in a few minutes.
The little Red Fox Pup, grew as well. Into a young child.
"Mister.. you got old! What is happening?"
The Music man played a darker tune, blending it in with the already playing song.
"The Dark Days are coming. You should head home. And never leave it."
With that said. The old man slowly faded and the music did too, but it stayed in the vixens head. As she paced quickly and left the town, she noticed some people were fading away. It began to scare her, so she walked a little faster.
As the curse was becoming stronger, the jewelry lady that the vixen met with the gem, appeared old and didnt do much.
She sat in her shop and waved at the fox, smiling. She then stood up and walked into the back of her shop.
The vixen, relieved that her friend was still there, began walking home again. Back into the woods where she lived.
She finally reached her home. A den with walls, a door, and a bed with a little light.
She approached the door and was about to open it but her neckalce glowed brightly.
"Huh?" She grabbed it and looked into it. It crackled with electricity and glowed bright yellow. The lightning inside was red even though the gem was yellow.
She opened the door, walked in, and closed the door. She looked at her necklace one more time and yawned.
She thought she felt tired and agreed with the feeling, so she tried walking to her bed. In a few more seconds her eyes became heavy and her breathing deepened. In no control of the affect she was going through she forced herself to walk to her bed but passed out widway and made a thud as she landed.
((Let me know if you really want another part. I just might make it.))
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I just remembered that I had come up wth a new species while walking out in the cold!
D'Lôkvar Bunnies! They a re a custom species, by me. They have Freakishly huge ears that have lenghtened nubs that seem to act as individual fingers. Their tails arent, tiny pffballs either. They're more like little waggy nubs. Like a Rottweilers tail. I find it really cute and I honestly love it when dogs have nugs for tails.
Back o my topic. These bunnies have really big ears that are always floppy. Like Lopunny. And they can grab things with their ears and wraps their ears around their faces to kepp warm. The ears usually have a very thick layer of flattened fur on the outside.
The ears goosebump very easily and the goosebumps are a little bigger than the rest of the body's.
D'Lokvar Bunnies have a natural telekinesis, but no telepathy. The ears also aid in Telekinesis.
Male D'Lokvar Bunnies are less than common as well. There are many, but you don't see as many as you'd think should exist.
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Oooh yes, another part please!
I've been thinking about a bunny-sona...
Hmmm, how does "Trixsie Bunny" sound?
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Oh wow, that's so wierd LOL.
I was gonna have "You" meet a bunny in the story, and I read an old message bout our Bunny attractions XD
D'Lokvar Bunnies ;3
And I like Trixie Bunny. Bun Bun Trix!
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That's so adorable that you read our old messages ^_^
Maybe I'd be a better bunny than a vixen? *hop hop*
Hmmm...
Or a zebra!!
*ponders*
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Your avi colors are cool. Decepticons, pffft.. It's all about Dinozoids.
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Zoids!?
They were OK... I guess.
Soundwave said it best.
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Ok.. part 3. Gotta read where I was first...
Just outside of her little comfy den, A fight was happeneing. She awoke to the loud ruckus being made but she stayed inside, afraid of what was happening. Three men could be heard fighting. The vixen decided to look out the window, at a safe distance of course.
"Ragh...*clang!* gyah! *shink!* Hyyeeeee... *hit* AGH! GRRRR!!!"
The men outside frightened the vixen but it was a Two Versus One.
She became worried for the one guy, fighting the Wolf and Iguana. She couldn't tell what he was, he looked so.. different.
Suddenly, the two assailants struck down the one fur and he laid against the ground, still alive, but at mercy's point of both swords. Out of nowhere an arrow struck the Iguana in his shoulder and another through his chest.
The wolf watched and paid guard, but another arrow flew in and struck his thigh.
Falling to the ground on one knee, the wolf cursed the fur who was lying on the ground.
"AGH! Damn you.. lucky rat.. we were about to get our money. Lucky mouse had a friend. If you didn't have any friends, you would've been-"
A female rabbit came up behind the wolf and held a short dagger to his neck, cutting off his sentence.
"Would've been who's..? Certainly not yours.. *giggles* This Mouse here, he belongs to me. It's my duty to protect him. Now leave before I put a Death Sentence on your soul."
The bunny's dagger was resheathed and her paw lit up with a black and silver cloud, then it decipated.
The wolf stood up and limped back to his Clan's Den.
"You'll be hearing from us you Long eared wench!!"
The bunny looked towards the house and back to her Mouse friend and helped him up.
"You can come out now, whoever is in there." ( B )
"Thanks for helping me. Y-" ( M )
"You shouldn't have left camp this morning. What did I tell you about leaving early?!" ( B )
The young vixen opened her Den Door and stepped out catiously, her heart pounding in fear as she did not know anything anymore. Time has fast forwarded and nothing was the same to her. Her home was covered in dense moss, grass, vines, and tree roots.
"....please, don't h-hurt m-me..." The now young adult fox, unaware of her growth during her sleep, trembles in the prescence of these warriors. At the sight of the fox, the bunny takes off her shirt,wearing only the undershirt now, and hands it to the vixen.
"My dear, you can't walk around barely clothed. It's dangerous to do that!"
The fox took the shirt and put it on quickly after looking at her self and realizing that her clothes were practically gone; as they mostly tore during her growth and now look minimal.
"Ohm... Th-thank you." The bunny ordered her comrade to give the fox his pants.
"Krygor, your pants. Now." ( B )
"What?! But i'll be bare!" ( M )
"Quit crying. You'll still have your undercloth." ( B )
"But i'll-" ( M )
"NOW!!" ( B )
The mouse reluctantly took off his pants and handed them to the vixen. At this point, she didn't care if the clothing was dirty.
She just wanted to be clothed. The vixen took the pants and put those on. "Thank you. Why are you here? What is happening?" The vixen had so many questions to ask about the world that is so quickly changing around her.
"Um, we will talk about that later. Let's get you somewhere safer for a home. A pretty thing like you can't be dying while im alive."
The bunny giggled a little, winked and held the vixen's paw as she escorted her to a farm that the bunny owned.
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I need to make a Part 4!
Just for a little teaser, this story could go on for a few more chapters
Maybe 3 more. Two posts make 1 chapter because of reading time and material to input.
So this story could go on or end. It honestly depends.
I could even do Fanmade Endings! (But Im not poplar enough, lol) [Yes, I mean Poplar, like the flower.]
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The Bunny's Dagger is a great name for a tavern XD
I can tell you how I'd like to see this play out... but I'm sure I am as transparent as vodka XD
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You're ransparent but im dumb as an IQ test. Lol.
I'll have to make parts 4 and 5 later when I get my mouse.
I know there's going to be a little "River Dance" later in the story ;)
Stay tuned and you'll get to see how it plays out.
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Just in case you want everything going up to part 4. Part 4 in next post.
Part 1: Epilogue
Once upon a time, in a secluded section of the forest. A cherry red fox pup laid alone and in a small patch of grass.
A wolf bandit speedily ran by, carrying a bag filled with jewels and some magical stones.
A bright yellow stone that glowed with a magical power fell out the bag and landed by the sleeping fox.
After a few hours of slumber, the red fox finally woke up and noticed the stone glowing brightly in her face.
"!!.. Huhhh, oooooh! Pwetty shiny thingy!" The little vixen's tail wagged and she took the gem into her paws.
Within a few minutes, she gained the magical power of lightning. Her magic was new and weak, but she gained it.
((The wolf is just a minor character. Not important.))
The little vixen strolled into town with the gem in her paws. She walked up to a lady who handled jewelry.
The woman took the gem and made a necklace with it. The lady handed the necklace to the little vixen and smiled warmly.
"Come back whenever you need it fixed."
"Ok. Thank you!" The vixen replied.
She then walked about town and enjoyed the sights, peacefully.
Every once in a while, after she passed someone, they would hand her a small piece of food.
Usually bread or meat. Later that day, she ate and then let to go watch the sunset.
Time in the town was often described as short, but really, it was a short daytime and a really long nighttime.
The nighttime was very... melancholy. The town changed into a different place at night. It was called "The Plaza" instead of "Dayton Town Square".
Every night, there would be a man who stood by the town back entrance towards the castle. And he would play a tune, he called it the "Song of Storms".
The little vixen wandered into The Plaza and noticed the castle behind it was quite unusual. Just yesterday, it was Glowing with the castle lights.
Tonight though, it glows with the castle lights and a slightly red outline. It was faint, but if you looked close enough, you could see it and tell that the castle wasn't with that outline yesterday.
Part 2: An Early Journey
The little vixen walked up to the man and asked him a question.
"Mister, what is that song you are playing tonight and why does the castle look a little red?"
The man answered:
"I am the Music Man. This song is called Eye of Storms. The castle has suffered from a curse. That is why it is Red."
She looked at him curiously.
"Eye of.. Storms? That is not the song you always play."
He slowed down the fairly ominous song and replied to the pup.
"I changed my song because Dark Days are coming. A fox with Magical powers must help the Hero of Time and defeat the Evil Wizard who holds the curse on the castle."
She looked with awe and excitation.
"A Hero?! Ooh, she must be powerful and brrave. And the best warrior of them all! "
The Music Man continued playing, but it almost seemed like he just older in a few minutes.
The little Red Fox Pup, grew as well. Into a young child.
"Mister.. you got old! What is happening?"
The Music man played a darker tune, blending it in with the already playing song.
"The Dark Days are coming. You should head home. And never leave it."
With that said. The old man slowly faded and the music did too, but it stayed in the vixens head. As she paced quickly and left the town, she noticed some people were fading away. It began to scare her, so she walked a little faster.
As the curse was becoming stronger, the jewelry lady that the vixen met with the gem, appeared old and didnt do much.
She sat in her shop and waved at the fox, smiling. She then stood up and walked into the back of her shop.
The vixen, relieved that her friend was still there, began walking home again. Back into the woods where she lived.
She finally reached her home. A den with walls, a door, and a bed with a little light.
She approached the door and was about to open it but her neckalce glowed brightly.
"Huh?" She grabbed it and looked into it. It crackled with electricity and glowed bright yellow. The lightning inside was red even though the gem was yellow.
She opened the door, walked in, and closed the door. She looked at her necklace one more time and yawned.
She thought she felt tired and agreed with the feeling, so she tried walking to her bed. In a few more seconds her eyes became heavy and her breathing deepened. In no control of the affect she was going through she forced herself to walk to her bed but passed out widway and made a thud as she landed.
((Let me know if you really want another part. I just might make it.))
Part 3: A Dewy Dude in Day
Just outside of her little comfy den, A fight was happeneing. She awoke to the loud ruckus being made but she stayed inside, afraid of what was happening. Three men could be heard fighting. The vixen decided to look out the window, at a safe distance of course.
"Ragh...*clang!* gyah! *shink!* Hyyeeeee... *hit* AGH! GRRRR!!!"
The men outside frightened the vixen but it was a Two Versus One.
She became worried for the one guy, fighting the Wolf and Iguana. She couldn't tell what he was, he looked so.. different.
Suddenly, the two assailants struck down the one fur and he laid against the ground, still alive, but at mercy's point of both swords. Out of nowhere an arrow struck the Iguana in his shoulder and another through his chest.
The wolf watched and paid guard, but another arrow flew in and struck his thigh.
Falling to the ground on one knee, the wolf cursed the fur who was lying on the ground.
"AGH! Damn you.. lucky rat.. we were about to get our money. Lucky mouse had a friend. If you didn't have any friends, you would've been-"
A female rabbit came up behind the wolf and held a short dagger to his neck, cutting off his sentence.
"Would've been who's..? Certainly not yours.. *giggles* This Mouse here, he belongs to me. It's my duty to protect him. Now leave before I put a Death Sentence on your soul."
The bunny's dagger was resheathed and her paw lit up with a black and silver cloud, then it decipated.
The wolf stood up and limped back to his Clan's Den.
"You'll be hearing from us you Long eared wench!!"
The bunny looked towards the house and back to her Mouse friend and helped him up.
"You can come out now, whoever is in there." ( B )
"Thanks for helping me. Y-" ( M )
"You shouldn't have left camp this morning. What did I tell you about leaving early?!" ( B )
The young vixen opened her Den Door and stepped out catiously, her heart pounding in fear as she did not know anything anymore. Time has fast forwarded and nothing was the same to her. Her home was covered in dense moss, grass, vines, and tree roots.
"....please, don't h-hurt m-me..." The now young adult fox, unaware of her growth during her sleep, trembles in the prescence of these warriors. At the sight of the fox, the bunny takes off her shirt,wearing only the undershirt now, and hands it to the vixen.
"My dear, you can't walk around barely clothed. It's dangerous to do that!"
The fox took the shirt and put it on quickly after looking at her self and realizing that her clothes were practically gone; as they mostly tore during her growth and now look minimal.
"Ohm... Th-thank you." The bunny ordered her comrade to give the fox his pants.
"Krygor, your pants. Now." ( B )
"What?! But i'll be bare!" ( M )
"Quit crying. You'll still have your undercloth." ( B )
"But i'll-" ( M )
"NOW!!" ( B )
The mouse reluctantly took off his pants and handed them to the vixen. At this point, she didn't care if the clothing was dirty.
She just wanted to be clothed. The vixen took the pants and put those on. "Thank you. Why are you here? What is happening?" The vixen had so many questions to ask about the world that is so quickly changing around her.
"Um, we will talk about that later. Let's get you somewhere safer for a home. A pretty thing like you can't be dying while im alive."
The bunny giggled a little, winked and held the vixen's paw as she escorted her to a farm that the bunny owned.
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As the bunny girl lead the the vixen to her farm, her comrade couldn't help but wimper like a baby about not wearing pants.
"Can you quit your blubbering you little baby! You can get them back when we put some clothes on our poor Fox friend here."
In the Vixen's mind, all she cared about was food, shelter, and protection. But in the bunny's head, she had the image of the Vixen before they helped her out, burned into her mind. She enjoyed that thought and began getting butterflies around the vixen, but she kept it to herself.
"I-i-is there f-f-food? Please, im so hungry... I haven't eaten in hours! Days!!" The vixen hurled as they entered the gates of the ranch.
"Yes darling. There's food. I'll get you a bath and food, and even a nice bed." The Bunny held the Vixen's hair up and petted her back.
"Everything will be alright. Your body needs time to adjust to these sudden changes. You'll feel better by tomorrow."
"Krygor, go fetch me an elixir. And you can take off your armor, You just look wierd with no pants on."
The bunny makes her way to the well with the Vixen, convulsing every few seconds.
"This is my ranch. Here, you'll find plenty of food and shelter."
The mouse comes back with the Elixir and hands it to the Vixen. She ppulls the water bucket up and pours the Elixir into the bucket and lets the Vixen drink from it.
*gulp, gulp, gulp* "Thank you... Thank you so much! Now, please.. food!"
"Ok, ok. Im gonna go get some roasted Craycaws and a miniature loaf of elven wheat bread."
The bunny leaves and the Vixen sips the Elixir water from the bucket, then Krygor returns with the vixen's necklace, repaired and refitted. In surprise she spits out water and looks at the mouse wide eyed.
"Where did you find this?! Oh, thank you for finding my necklace! I forgot I even had it on!"
"You're welcome, miss. You dropped it back when we were walking. SO I picked it up and got it fixed."
The bunny girl returns with roasted Crawcaw wings and some Elven Bread. The Vixen bit into the meat of the bird and swallowed it whole, devouring the wings one by one. She then bit into the bread which had a garlicy tastse but was a little sweet, it was smooth too, like someone made sure it baked perfectly in the oven.
"Slow down there little fox. You don't wantr to choke on your food now do you?"
The vixen gave a light growl and continued ravaging the food until she was full. Then she drank from the bucket until she burped loudly and wanted to sleep.
The bunny girl wiped the vixen's muzzle, adoring her feast, and krygor left to go tend to the farm.
"Are we ready to go clean up now?" The vixen nodded, wagging her tail happily andwalked with the bunny to the river, out of view from the ranch, just down the hill. It was actually a lake that gets circulation from the nearby river.
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*giggles*
What a place to leave it! XD *dies from suspense* x_x
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Nuuuuu, Don't die!! *Performs CPR and breathing techniques*
It hit me! Im way behind on myself but, I updated Sina. Her new name is Seattle! everything about her! DUNK.. well, except her personality. She's a shy kitten, except she's a Long-Tailed Weasel, looks like Tim almost.
And I need to add my Squeaker People! AND FINISH PART 5!!!!
*Hoof...* im behind on my work... like usual XD
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XD
So confusing. I hope you know what you're doing!
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Be nice if I wasn't so tired... frickin sleep pains. PAIN TO SLEEP NORMALLY..... >:(
Such a struggle.
I would love some cereal right now. GAAAAARGH
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So the vixen went into the river and washed up. She evencleaned the clothes she was borrowing.
The bunny girl, still unnamed somehow, walked into the house and got some better fitting, cleaner clothes for the vixen.
"Hmm, Hmmm hm hm hmmm hm hmm.. HMMMM, hm hmmm hmh hm hmmm..."
She's humming and bathing in the lake's waters. It was pretty warm that day and the water was at the perfect temperature if you wanted a quick dive or bath. Although it was nice, everyone knows sitting in the water too long will get you cold.
As she was bathing, a few fish swam by and even some smaller ones tried hovering around her.
Birds could be heard singing and chirping and the horses up n the Ranch neighin and running freely.
The sun shined down from above almost as if IT, itself was happy; and the clouds peacefully drifted through the shy like airships on a vacation.
Meanwhile, at the house, The bunny is trying her hardest to figure out what would fit and what would look nice.
"Hmmmmm... oh my gosh, I don't know what would fit or what she would like!. She's so unknown.. like everything about her is blank right now. I don't even know her name.. or what she's like, I don't even know if she has a name. Whatever, i'll just give her these... pants and shirt.. wait! she needs an undertop! She isn't a guy.... ummm.. well, i'll just might end up having to go buy more clothes if thats the case..."
Krygor walked by and bluntly spoke,
"Just give her the clothes you can't fit, Bonnie. And there's a larger undertop in the droor."
"Which one? The bottom?"
"Yes, that's it."
"Thank you, i'll still have to go buy clothes for her."
Back at the lake
"Ahhhh, this water is so cleansing and warm! I haven't felt like this in..... a long time..."
"Man, I hope I have something to wear after I finish... speaking of which, I am."
The vixen picked p the clothes and wrung them until they were heavily dampened..
She almost forgot she was nde and had started up the hill, but didn't want to be seen by anyone.
"How long will she be gone? I kinda need her right now...."
The house.
Bonnie had just finished getting the clothes together and was about to head back to the lake.
"Alright, I think she should be done by now. Suns gonna start setting in a few hours and we should be getting ready to lock up afterwards."
"I hope she accepts these clothes and.... wait... I FORGOT THE UNdERCLOTH!!
bonie rushes back in to find a pair of underwear for the vixen. "Got it!.... please fit..."
Bonnie jogged lightly out the door and to the lake where the vixen was waiting.
"Heeeyyy!! I found some spare clothes that might fit!" ( B )
"Oh, that's wonderful! Can you hand them to me?!" ( F )
"Here..." Bonnie hands the clothes to the vixen and wonders if anything will fit.
"You have really nice fur... it's so red.."
The vixen puts on the underclothing first, then the pants and finally, the shirt.
"They fit, thanks. and thank you. Your fur looks nice as well. What's your name?" ( F )
"Thank you. My name is Bonnie. Im a Bunny." ( B )
"Just a regular Bunny? Im a fox, if you haven't already noticed. My name is Tilera." ( F )
"Pleased to finally meet you Tilera! Would you kindly follow me to the ranch?" ( B )
"Oh, yes.. gladly. Nice to meet you too, Bonnie." ( F )
Bonnie walked upwards to the ranch with Tilera following closely.
"...would you like to learn horseback?" Bonnie asked Tilera
"Oh, yes.. I would! It would make traveling alot easier!" She answered.
"Alright, follow me and i'll get a nice strong one for you." Bonnie unlocked the Ranch gate and walked in with Tilera.
Holding tightly onto her paw, Tilera was pulled by Bonnie's excitement and eventually ended up beside a Noble Mane Saddler.
"This horse here... he's really nice and proud. He likes to help out alot and is often left alone by the end of the day. I always promised him an owner. Sometimes I hear him whining and bucking in the stables. I think he has nightmares. It makes me sad knowing he feels lonely. Will you be his owner?"
"Sure. I don't care what horse I get, as long as he I get one." Tilera slowly approached the horse and with a soft voice she spoke to him, petting his nose bridge.
"..everything will be okay. I'm your new owner and I wil take care of you from here on out. That sound good?"
The hose happpily whined and neighed, shaking it's mane around and prancing in a circle.
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This is a set of poems I just felt like doing. 2 of them are influenced by two special people in my furry life.
The other one or two... just for fun.
The Aguilorian Goddess
Gray, Blue, Black, White, Green, Yellow, and Red.
All colors that I pretty much like.
The most beautiful one is Blue though.
Mixed with Black or White, it's an amazing combination.
Like Yellow and White. Plus Yellow and Black.
Blegh, what am I getting at?
The Blue and White fur is so soft,
so clean and beautiful. A feminine capsule.
It holds so many forms but the one I hold closest.
Her legs as thick as a 2x4,
and as beautifully sculpted as a living marble statue.
Her eyes a wonderful watery shade of blue.
Her blush, a Ruby Red.
But not to mention her soft fur,
the most beautiful blemd of blue and white.
So cute with her smile,
She captured my heart with that first kiss on my rosey cheeks.
Her voice so soft, and so strong.
But not all the men or women can replace her,
for she is a Blue and White Hell of a Beauty.
Peppermint Presciousness
On an island far away,
lived a beautiful dragoness.
She was unlike other dragons though,
for she had fur instead of scales.
On my first year on the Island, she found me.
And we spoke, heartily.
It appeared that we were friends,
but she always had chores to attend.
I considered her a close friend,
and she thought so of me, as well.
At one point, we felt our hearts collide,
and they beat and danced together.
But something pulled us apart,
someone came to rescue me.
We lived with grief, but held in our hearts,
the memories we spent, together and apart.
I'll never forget that pink fur,
with little red dots and stripes.
That peppermint dragoness,
and I, a green Seagull with white.
The best friend a best friend could meet.
Your fur is red and mine is brown.
Together we'll conquer the town.
Another fun thought has popped in our heads,
Alas though, we have to go to bed.
Tomorrow brings a new adventure,
and with it, a new friend -huhhh?
I used to be your bandage, your bone and your bag.
Now im your friend, who enjoys time to be had.
Emotions ran wild, in the summer's winter.
And with it came a new friendship.
One filled with love and close bondings,
that soon mean alot of things.
Close Friends we are now,
sometimes closer we could be.
But things we feel are not always present,
and our thoughts collect the T. (Tons)
We weigh heavily on each other but feel light as a feather.
Remember that first summer?
I had a crush on you then.
Might I say I like you,
Your reaction would mean little to alot.
ALthough the fling is gone and our emotions were on,
our fun continues.
A feeling will often pass over me,
but we still have fun in the end.
My first time turning Pink with Attraction.
(Like the expression "Seeing Red" or "Green with Envy")
There she goes.. or he, I don't know.
This fur sure is beautiful though.
From a distance they look normal and blend in.
Up close they are as beautiful as the full cloudless moon.
This fur, so pretty in the light,
has a beautiful way of presenting themselves.
They have alot of friends and family,
and I became one of them.
But something about this fur seemed different.
They imprinted on me, and I must have imprinted on them.
Their fur was Blue and White and they walked alot.
Often shy they were, they kept quiet and din't say much.
I surprisingly fell for this person, in a matter of minutes.
Blue and White seems to be popular though.
I've seen quite a few furs with those colors.
Where we met you ask? A cafe, I say.
The way she elegantly strutted about in her skirt,
and how smooth her gaze was.
I could feel something pulling me close everytime I looked.
Something inside me begged to speak with her privately.
And once we were alone or sociable enough, we spoke.
Her answer surprised me as much as mine surprised her.
After that day in the cafe, something between us bonded
and we enjoyed it's embracing feeling.
I wonder where it is she went,
I haven't met her in the cafe in a while, but I know deep down.
Somewhere, wherever,
she knows im thinking of her and she's thinking of me.
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I swear you've got to be high or drunk or a major hippie to read my old poems.
"Someone better be dying."
"Im dying..."
*guilty face*
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I was just trying to read you recent stuff but I keep getting intermarumpted :(
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Awww.. should I shorten them into 2 parts then? Or Split them by spoiler? Idk...
Hubba Hubba :* with the Avi Trix ;)
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lol Nah, I just need more peace and quiet!
Thanks, she's cute huh? And not bad for an MS Paint doodle I reckon.
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Pretty good doodle indeed. Yes very pretty... on to my post.
I have 3 things... I don't want to be explicit with the information so i'll just be quiet and subtle.
I like these 3 things but these 3 things are different.
All 3 are the same but they are different.
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What will happen next with Tilera's undergarments?! *dramatic music*
*waits with eyes wide*
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I mentioned I had 3 things I liked that were the same but different.
These 3 things are alive, they are human... wait, 2 are human and 1 is Furkind.
the thing I HAVE is a feeling :3
Umm, let's see.. part 6 coming soon! This is gonna be a big story @.@ -.- 0:) x_x
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A new subject: Hugs.
Did you know hugs are really important?
Hugs are very friendly too. Even if they hurt. But then it's not a hug if it'a shrug.
Hugs are an important way of cummunication. People today, assign hugs with happiness, creepyness, and the one where you invade other's personal space.
But hugs really identify happiness, loneliness, sorrow, excitement, sometimes anger.. like a bear hug or something, and even playfulness.
Let me tell you a little secret about me. When I see a good looking girl I think: "I would love to get a hug from her." Im being really serious too. Im not like the usual guy who's like: "Boy would I date her" or "Wow, she's looking really good... id hit that."
No, no.. I most of the time dont think that way. It's my creepy hug thing X3
I express my attraction to women through hugs. The more I give or want.. or sometimes the longer I hold, the stronger the current attraction. It's kind of a guilty pleasure..... but I make myself feel creepy alot.... :/ Hmmmmmmm...
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Pawwwwwwwwt 6
Krygor walked out of his little house and walked up to the Ranch, watching Bonnie and Tilera.
"Hey! BOnnie!! You gonna lock the ranch down soon?!"
Bonnie turned around around and looked up at the sky starting to turn orange.
"Oh damn.. Umm, Yeah!! I'll close it in a bit!!"
"Okay!" Krygor responded, he then walked back into his little house and watched some movies.
((If you didn't know, the time period is past fantasy but with furturistic objects. No guns or projectile type weapons and items though.))
"Let me get you that horseback ride practice, darling." With that, Bonnie brought out a saddle for Tilera's new horse.
"you gonna give him a name?" ( B )
"Oh umm.. I don't know yet." ( F )
"Why don't you give him one after the lesson."
The horse sat still as the saddle was put on, Bonnie patted it and slid it around until the horse thought it was comfortable.
"Ok, Tilera. Mount on and we'll get started." Bonnie got close to the horse and told him gently "Go easy on her boy."
The horse nodded and huffed.
"Ok, I guess it's starting now... umm, do I grab this knob here and climb up?" ( F )
"Yes, firmly grasp the knob on the saddle and put your foot through this reign here." ( B )
"hyuh.." Tilera hopped around as her foot was in the reign but she couldn't pull herself up high enough to climb over the horse.
"I can't... I can't get up! I think i'm stuck."
"Alright, Tilera. Ummm, here's the prolem... let me just lengthen the reigns aaannnd there."
Tilera was able to get higher than her foot now and slowly but surely pulled herself up and onto the horse.
"Ahh, Thanks!" The horse began walking forward and slowly trotted around with Tilera on his back.
"Okay Tilera, grab the control reigns right in front of you and just give the horse a small squeeze with your feet and he'll speed up his walk. Don't worry, he won't buck and drop you."
Tilera grabbed the reigns and shook them a bit, she then squeezed her feet lightly against the horses sides and he sped up to a light trot. Delighted with her experience, Tilera began to feel happy again and a smile came over her face. She looked at the sky and noticed it was turning orange.
"Hey umm.. Bonnie. Can we finish this up tomorrow? Maybe we can do the running and jumping and other stuff tomorrow. It's getting dark."
"Relax." Bonnie replied. "I still have another half hour until I gotta close."
The horse walked around more before stopping and neighing. "What is it? Is something in the way? Are you hungry, what is it?"
Tilera was wondering why the horse suddenly stopped and then the horse shook it's mane and looked up while stomping it's hooves.
Bonnie got up to Tilera and asked her to get off the horse. "I think something is scaring him. That's why he's not walking. Come on, lets lock up the ranch and get everyone to their stables. Come Tilera, please. Off the horse."
"Oh ok. That seems to make sense. Umm, is it me or did the sun just go down a little faster than normal?"
Bonnie looked up and noticed exactly what Tilera was talking about. "Crap. The wardens are coming. Krygor! Krygor!!!"
Krygor bursted out of his house with his sword in hand. "What is it?!" He yelled
"Wardens!!" She replied "Get everything locked up and covered! We have to head into town!"
"Tilera, come with me. We're going to put the enchantment seal on the stables and pens."
"Enchantment seals? Is that... magic?" Tilera's stone glowed faintly but it was noticeable since it was getting dark.
"Yes, now let's go."
Bonnie and Tilera ran into the house and picked up the Enchantment Seals to stck to the animal housing.
"These Enchantment seals prevent the Wardens from touching the animals. The things they can do after they get hold of something is terrifying."
Krygor ran into the house and found Bonnie. "People in the town are preparing the Royal Barrier and getting their MAges to protect us from the Assault. Word came in that soldierd who were already outside the city liimts are... gone. Nothing left but the armor and weapons they carried."
"Damn... We need to hurry."
eveyone ran out the house and placed each seal with their appropriate buildings.
"What.. what are Wardens?" Tilera asked
"I'll tell you when we get inside the city. Krygor, lead her to the city. I'll put the horses away."
Bonnie ran up to Tlera's horse and told him to call the other horses near, so they can get inside safely.
"Hey boy.. look, I need you to call on all the horses and call them back to the barn. We placed a seal on the barn so everyone should be safe." With that, the horse neighed, whined, stomped , and whinnied until all the horses came running towards him.
"Okay.. everyone into the barn. Go, go, go, go!"
All of the horses ran towards the barn and quickly got inside, securing them selves in the stables. Bonnie closed the doors and locked them, placing the final seal on and then rushing towards the town.
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Uh oh! The shit's hit the fan! XD
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Hehe. How ya doin Trixsie? :3
I reckon to believe you are well?
Let me know when you call back. Lol.
Ok, so this week... didn't start out a happy week.. nothing bad happened to me, I just get stressed and irritated easily and honestly, I need something to do. 7-11 told me I must be 21.. and the cornerstore isnt open for anyone, but im cool with the guy who works there so it's not a total loss. And my sleep hasn't been helping either. I wake up at 7 or 8 PM after falling asleep at 9AM sometimes close to 10AM... and it really makes me mad beacuse I hate sleeping longer than I should, but it's not like my body is going to wake itself up in the middle of the day. KI mean, I was awake for three parts of the day and yet I still slept... mainly because I didn;t have pants on and I just dont want to get up unless my pants are on, it's wierd but it's true.. noticed this myself. It's kind of like if you don't want someone seeing you naked. But I wasn't naked, can't sleep like that. Anyways.. back to my point.
I want to sleep normally, sleep at 2, wake up at 1 or earlier, like 11 or sometrime 10. but for some reason, I stay up longer than my last sleep, EXCEPT WHEN I SLEEP IN THE MORNING!!! It's like my body is meant to wake up at night and stay down during the day. I am a night person but I like to see the sun too!!!
So, yeeah... I get stressed and irritated just from my sleeping pattern alone, so my days aren't allways happy.
And... I still feel lonely for some reason.... but I havve Garmy and you Trix, and Scout, Ani, Luggz, ummm.. saph I guess, and my rice stinks... im full, need a drink. I have an upside to though. I watched an episode of Toriko, Gourmet Hunter, and I just fell in love with the way they drew his face. His eyes are beautifully shaped and his face is nicely shaped too but his teeth and scar are so amazing. I nicknamed it the "Toriko Mark" it's a 3 lined scar the runs from his cheek straight to his ear and a little past it. He also has nice hair, he honestly reminds me of the old school anime guys back when they started getting out of the Manga style and evolved a new anime style. Fistr of the North Star is a beautiful show. It's post wasteland life and survival after nuclear disaster but not apocalypsse.
I also want to get another thing off my chest... RPs!!! What... the **!!! is with an RP dying the day it's made?!!! This **.. it ** annoys me!! Now I see why I was bothered by the constant RPs being made.. because NO ONE COULD JOIN THEM BEFORE THEY DIED!!! ** **!!! And to make it worse, I joined THREE of them and they had died before anything even really hapened!! The steampunk RP though, I was really enjoying it... but then they stopped posting in it... that made me kinda sad and irrutated.
I know thats a 'U'. I joined a wild west RP, died... didn't even get to page 2. Joined.... uhm the steampunk one, that just... flopped. And finally, a pokemon/digimon RP. I WAS HAPPY TO SEE IT! And I joined it. Dead before it started. And they posted in it "YESTERDAY!!!" Im saying yesterday because on the day I joined, the makers posted a day before. And there are so many RPs that were started and then didn't go anywhere... like WTF!!!! I understand if it's for fun butr it is kind of irritating for those who joined sand wish to participate in it, only to find out that it gets abaandoned by it's owners!! My god! at least have the decency to remember it exists and look at it! give it some attention so it can spark and live again! ** PLEASE!!
There, i'm happy I could get that off my chest and my mind. It's been peeving me ever since I saw it happening. In fact, you can go look at these dead RPs if you wish. They are mostly in the Fun RP section.
Wow.. it's like a bunch of receptors in my head just expanded my skull and new air and blood is circulating. I feel lighter aand a little happier. Oh my egad, I posted my first trant and it made me happy! Oohhh, hoo hooo hoo...
*gives Trixsie a big hug* You're the only person who knows this exists, besides the mods anyways...
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LOL *hugs Tim*
Your fanbase has to start someone man! XD
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i tryed to type up a story some time ago but it got no wear but i am trying to make a game out of it
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That's pretty cool Kimya. Have you ever minded if I called you Kimmy?
Do you have part of your story?
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i have no problem with you calling me that and i have a little bit
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Yay! I wanna see *peeks over Kimmy's shoulder*
X3
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Ok, Kimmy. Come here whenever you want to post it.
Blue & White are some hardcore populars, same as Green & White, and Red & Black.
NBut NOBODY wants Black & Neon Dark Blue? or Neon Dark Purple?
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Ok, get this. I crush easily, about the 3rd time i've mentioned that.
And I have 3 crushes.
3 is a magic number afterall, Lol.
Don't tell him but, #1 goes to Scout. I just can't handle his Nimbat Fursona. She's so.. Beautiful! And Sexy!!
#2 is Mittie. Cute little Fox Android. I can't help it.
and ummm, well... #3, I already told you.. I think. And You'll be the first to know this.
In fact, Crush #3 comes here the most. Besides me, cause it's my thread but you get what I mean.
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*hugs a Tim*
Is it Anoni? ;)
Also, Scout is aces... I wish he was about more.
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You silly fox. Lol XP
I guess imrunning on Will Power today. could be a chance my sleep will change.
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"Sleep is for the weak" ...:l Hm... I guess the weak never sleep peacefully then eh?
So... Arnelia and Shazza, two cousins.
Tim and Seattle (formerly Sina), Brother and Sister.
Hyurao and Jsaiko, Two oddball friends.
Oh yeah, Marina. A Heartless Romantic.
Heartless and Hopeless don't go together normally but, it somehow worked before!
They don't date but... Huskies are pretty cute.
I like... don't even use her... Hmmm... I honestly just might... forget her. I mean, I made her but she just doesn't fit with anything....... know what I mean? OH I REMEMBERED GARMY!! I have 2 owners. :3
The Beautiful Luggz and The Dashing Garmurin. I have a pretty nice furry family.
My mother is a cat even though im a frickin Bio-organism from a different celestial colony in space.
Im froma different planet and different Galaxy. For simple terms.
Okay... I need help with playing out part 7. How should it go?
Should there be death already? no.,.. maybe in part 8. Yes,part 8 will have definite death but part 7 will have fear and pain... ooh! Howabout some gut wrenching close calls and dramatic escapes? Wait escapes isnt the word... dramatic events! There we go.
I'll handle everything from here on out. Ths series could make it's own little story. My dream of making a story has come to life!
Oh i'm so happy I could hug myself but the posssibility o that ever physically happening are infinitely impossible. The only way such a thing could truly happen is if the fabric and structure of rality and logic destabilized and began to cease to exist, leaving only physics and bio-organism self-awareness and reasoning.
Like a videogame or fantasy world.
Orenchi no Furo Jijo, Awakawa: Water under the Bridge, and Oreimo 2. <3 :* My top 3 animes at the moment.
Air Master is forever #1, Anisava, #2 and Orenchi no Furo Jijo (There's a Merman in my Tub!) is #3.
Oreimo is going to be #4. Im sad the Pokemon RP didn't move anywhere.
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The day you hate yourself is the day you regret everything.
I can't help but feel like shit now...
Someone.. please.... I want help...
Im sitting alone, n these shadows..
reasons I did this, over that..
I hate myself and my life..
for one decision I made,
it was so painful to realize..
that I made a big mistake..
now I have lost and I am lost..
Sadness come take me,
and fill this hollow shell..
with sorrow and regret..
imaginary tears fall like rain in the forest..
and pain swims through it's waters..
darkness captures the sun..
shallow pain pierces my heart..
I am crying and not crying..
I am sad and mad and regretful..
I am hated and unwanted..
I am sad and more alone than before..
nothing can desribe this very well..
I am trying but the words arent there..
all there is.. is shallow pain,
shallow sadness, and a shallow heart..
Someone help make this pain go away....
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(ok, i'll be doing this in parts... it'll make it easier.))
As Bonnie ran towards the town, she couldl see everyone locking up their businesses and houses. The priest stood in the middle of the town and put up a barrier so the Wardens couldn't get in.
The priest's magic was strong and he had a few minor preachers by his side to keep the magic strong against the wardens. There were several paladins spread around the priest in case he needed more protection. There were several knights spread around the town square. from Bonnie's view, you could see the clouded, red toned, and purple lightning covered castle. A small force of legions created by the wardens ran on foot towards the town, easily going through the barrier.
"AH! They're going through the barrier!" Tilera shouted, frightened.
"It's only because the barrier is meant for Wardens. Our knights and Paladins can handle them." Krygor responded
"Arr.. what happens if the barrier breaks?" Tilera asked
"We die... or a few of us survive."
The thought sent shivers down her spine and she was afraid of a warden breaking in and killing everyone.
"What can we do?" Tilera asked.
"All we can do is hope they leave or fend them off until then. They usually run after their ground units are wiped." Krygor said.
The priest and his preachers stood by the knights' sides and were protected from the Wardens.
"They're getting close, stay back! Go somewhere safe, like inside the building."
"Oh-ok..." Tilera ran into the nearest building and a shopwoman let her in. There was a mother with two kids and her husband by their side.
"We'll be ok, kids. The knights and priest will protect us."
"Mommy is right. We'll be safe from the monsters."
"Daddy.. will brother be ok?"
"Your brother is strong. He will protect the town with all his might."
The priest began chanting loudly and the preachers were following along.
"You have cute kids." Tilera told the mother.
"Thank you. Are you new around here?" The mother asked
"Umm... no. Im not. I guess ive lived here my whole life."
"Oh. i've never seen you around before.. that's why I-" *crash*
*gasp* "Mommy, what was that?!" The family began to move towards the outside, where the barrier was.
"I dont think we're safe inside here anymore." Tilera said *thud*... *thud* ........... *crash!*........... *crash!*
"We need to get out... now." Tilera suggested.
"O--oh ok. Dave. Take the kids and get them to safety!" Suddenly, a feral wild animal thing crashed through the back of the shop and fell in front of Tilera. The animal thing lashed its tongue towards the mother and Tilera stomped on it's skull, silencing the creature for eternity.
"I suggest you hide in the fountain."
"ok.. ok, we wil. Kids, wife, lets go."
Tilera walked out of the shop, somewhat guarding the family and Bonnie finally caught up.
"Tilera! oh good you're safe. Krygor!... Krygor? Where is he?"
"I think he's out fighting in the front of the town where the priest is."
"He can't fight! He'll die! He'll die without me!" Bonnie protested and tried running ahead but Tilera grabbed herf and held onto her.
"Running out there isn't going to help!"
"But he will die without me! he almost died when we found you!" I t was a good and true point but Krygor had more than just him this time.
"He will be fine Bonnie. He has the help of the knights and paladins. The priest will keep the barrier up until the wardens lose their ground troops.'
Bonnie and Tilera move up to the front to try and help. Little do they know, they'll need more than clothes to help
"I think we need armor."
"Why?"
"They're using Walker Scorpions."
"Walker Scorpions?" Tilera.. knows nothing of the world yet but will soon.
"Yes.. they are abominations that walk on their hands and have two Scorpion tails. The only thing that beats them is crushing their heads or knocking them over."
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Sitting and the RPs are poking. Prickling, and prodding.
At ease is my worry. The RPs are only moving slowly.
I really hate getting pages behind. Its acceptable if its one page or less.
If it 2 pages, i'll give an exception if the posts are at most 3 lines. 4 is stretching it.
Ok. So nobody likes Black and Blue? Those colors are badass! Let me clarify.
Black is nice but Darker Grey is the best. And is best suited with a Neon Dark Blue. And not the Dark Blue That's deep like Emerald, I mean the Dark Blue that is hard to see. Yep! White and Yellow or Dark Gold are an awesome combination too.
Also... Battle Wolves are gorgeous beyond beaty! :$ Toriko is the best i've watched since Air Master & Oreimo! ((1&2))
Double Pareis is a habit now. ((Double Pareis)) Ooh! Parenthesis look like ranks!
) Privarte
|) Pvt. First Class
)) Corporal
))) Sergeant
())) Staff SGT
F* ()) Master Corporal
(())) Master Sergeant
((())) SGT First Class
(((X))) First SGT
(((★))) Sergeant Major!
and then Liutenant, Major, Liu Colonel, and Colonel. And General.
Army Ranks by the way. I can do Quake Wars, BF3, and SAS Zombie Assault ranks too. Actually BF3 has WAY too many ranks.
Quake Wars is the only possible one for me.
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I don't like the sound of Walker Scorpions D:
And if I've learnt anything, it's this:
NEVER TRUST THE PRIESTS!!!
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Why can't you trust priests? Hahaha
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Did you remove your post? Cause it told me you replied but there's only my last post.....
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No. Weird, I haven't replied since priests.
<.<
>.>
They sneak up on you you know. :o
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That's kinda creepy. I understand why.
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I would like to see the paws of anyone happy to see this thread again!
Aye!
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*Raises paw*
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*high fives* Bounty hunter Trixsie!
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"I might kill you for no reason"
I'm safe... right??
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No one is safe Tim
but the glass half full version is I might NOT kill you for no reason XD
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You ever had the feeling that your life has always bright and sunny with perfect weather?
And then something happened so it rained or became cloudy?
But it goes back to being sunny and everything is normal.
Then one day something big happens and whatever it was that kept the sun shining has made it go down a few hours.
So now instead of a super bright day, its a slightly less bright day. Then one day something happens again, a friend is gone or you lose a love, then the sun goes down a few more hours and now its a sort of orange, going to set soon.
Eventually your mood always feels like a sun setting day, and eventually it will feel like a constant night time.
And then you just have those few elements that visit you in the night. The few that comfort you.
And sometimes you don't even get the comfort of the night or moon, you feel like you're in a coma instead, completely blanketed by something like fear or anxiety or sometimes depression or loneliness.
The sun rises and it sets, but not to how we always want it to.
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Sounds like my life in a nutshell Tim :/
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Your life is beautiful though. And i kinda blew my mind when j thought of this.
It's true though... my sky always feels... sorta sunny, with a few clouds. For short moments it feels windy and brightly lit, but....
it's just for then. I know we've all had that cloudy rainy day where we stare out our window wanting to do something.
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My memories of childhood are blue skies and green lawns
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I wonder.... if I just quoted everything... man I wish I had a computer.
I remembered that I was gonna say something but then i forgot.
hmmm, .......What will happen to the group?
Ah, imma spoil it for you.
Oh no! It's Commander Spoiler! He will tell us everything we are waiting to find out! Dont do it!
Commander, no spoiling! Commander, no spoiling! Commander, no spoiling!
Agh... whatever forget all of you. Thats why season 3 of Scandal ended bad.
"Booooooooo!!"
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You are SO random Tim XD
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PEOPLE READ THIS THREAD??!!
Aheom... maybe I should finish oh, wait..
*Time Skip*
Months Later after the headstomping war, Tilera the Bunny Warrior and her Vagrant Friend: Krygor the Mouse Protector, Headed off to a new home with... uhm... what was her name? TILERA IS THE FOX XD
Ok, Bonnie the Bunny, Tilera the Fox, and Krygor the Noble Mouse.
They survived the great encounter at Town Square. They now own a set of homes far from the castle and in the middle of a gigantic field.
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Lets see how much it climbs after tomorrow.. maybe i'll get motivation. You were my motivation Trixsie!
I'll finish this for your sake! And sake, never drunken but I wanna try one day.
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Whoa, 1718... that's almost...um... well it's morwe than what I had before.
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The three sat in a field. Plush green, bright, and sunny.. not to mention completely surrounding their homes. Bonny looked towards Tilera's direction and Krygor simply self noted a statement to Bonnie.
"You look at her like a cow looks at grass. Well... let me rephrase that. You see something in her and you wish she wasn't gifted."
Bonie:
"That's exactly it Krygor. I like her but I wish she wasn't magical. She looks happy too, and yet, I feel it's going to be taken away from her one day."
Krygor: =she didn't even disagree with my first part.. althugh a cow looks at grass like food.= "What is she to you?"
Bonnie:
"Something I might actually miss one day... and more, if it comes to that."
Krygor grabbed his shoulder and moved it while holding it, wincing at the pain from his cipped joint. The scar was obvious if he lifted his sleeve, the bone was neatly cut and pulled out along with muscle and skin. His shoulder was deftly balded and toned.
The scar was shayed like an eye, narrow at both ends and expanded near the middle. Something mysterious did that to his arm. It aiming for his chest but he turned and it had struck his shoulder. Twice.
"Stop messing with your shoulder." Bonnie said. "It will only make it worse. Let it heal. Otherwise your right arm wil bee your only defense... and you'd have to learn to use your sword WITH your shield."
Krygor whined and spoke to Bonnie.
"I can't help it. The nerves are not healing fast enough and the bone isn't rounded out. Plus my muscle gets tight around it so the blood between the muscle and gap pushes the muscle back and it hurts... so I stretch it."
"And how would you know that?" She asked.
"I know that because I have a book about the anatomy of bipedal mammals.. us. And also because my shoulder now feels like theres a very small but wide bubble in it. A very firm bubble but it's there." Krygor explained.
Meanwhile, Tilera was enjoying the soft breeze and plush grass under her feet. She sat down a couple times from running to catch her breath. The sun shined down with a subtle warmth and made her fur glow. Bonnie watched happily after turning her attention away from Krygor.
"Oh. Ok." She plainly said
Krygor went to his horse and rode around on it. Prancing it across the field and to the new Ranch.
Bonnie waved and called to Tilera.
"Tilera! Hey! Come here!"
"Tilera happily, yet jokingly, retorted. "No! You come HERE! Why should I have to come to you.. you should come to me! Besides.. i'm tired from running."
Bonnie giggled and stood up before walking over to Tilera and plomping down beside her. "You shouldn't run too much. You'll get hot and pass out."
"Yeah.. but I don't care. I'm enjoying what I have right now. And my magic is just a plus of my awesomeness. I mean., I have good friends, like you and Krygor."
"Well, Tilera. At least you are happy to have us as your friends.
we're pretty happy but I, myself in particular, am more than happy."
"Well then, Bonnie. It's nice to know I have two friends who care, and one who is sweet."
Bonnie began to fluster and smile. "Oh you."
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D'Lokvar and Kukhleovar. The Kukhleovar are a new species I caame up with. I'll come up with more info soon.
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Good one TIm! I like the latest installment.
I think I'mma steal that cow eating grass line XD
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Thanks. Will post next part in time. Must think of new plot.
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Update on the Kukhleuvar. I think Kukhle is pickle in some language. Maybe German or Swedish.
The Kukhleuvar are a non mammal like species of sentient organisms.
They all possess a spear like tail that ranges in length and can all expand to 4 times it's length. Kukhleuvar are mainly warrior like and behave as such.
Rites of Passage involve brutal survival methods and fghting to prepare young ones for conflicts.
Most can choose to take easier Rites which just get them acceptance into the society. As a result, many have become outcasts due to natural disability mutations and such. Although it sounds bad being an outcast, They are still accepted into society but have a lower reputation status among the warrior half of the society. The caste system is very loosely used since they represent a more simplified democracy. Meaning that ranks and tiers of groups exist but they are not strictly held to their nobility or rites. So anyone can do anything and have any occupation, but there are parts of the society where it weighs heavily. Those are the more biased and pushy sects of the society, but they exist primarily as an economic stabilizer for high cost sources. Those sources include politics, war, government benefits, funding, galactic taxes, space imports/ exports, etc.
Kukhleuvar are highly noble and loyal. They, in fact, represent one of the many races in the galaxy who possess a strong attachment to their owners like a loyal butler. But they also know when their attachment is doing wrong against others and have a strong sense of humbleness and peace. Not all share the same characteristics, just most of them.
Kukhleuvar are primitively intelligent, yet possess technology that outspecs current knowledge. Their bodies are powerful, lance like, machines. The have 5, sometimes 6 fingers and 2 thumbs, which make them highly skiilled in combat and weilding any weapon of choice. And if the situation is different of favoring, the Kukhleuvar can adapt to the situation. For example. If a Kukhleuvar soldier held a human weapon, it would be too small for his hand, but he can adapt by taking his two or thee middle fingers and dislocate them, moving them up to his wrist. Or maybe even the other side of his hand to get a better grip.
Some Kukhleuvar go through a mysterious metaphasical phenominon where their bodies mysteriously form into a semi synthetic form. Like a cyborg, the metamorphed Kukhleuvar has cybernetic qualities. Even though it is classified as semi-synthetic, or cyborg, in human understanding, it is actually not metallic in any way. It is a mysterious, purely organic change in the body of the Kukhleuvar. Though it is as wonderous as the species itself, it not common which is why it's rendered as a phantasmic phenomena. It happens with every 1 out of 2,000,000 Kukhleuvar. And the race currently colonizes three whole planets in its galaxy. All habitablre for them and hardly any other.
I will add more soon. I just need to think of more information for them.
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I'm sorry. I'm a purile child XD
All I see when I read Kuhkleuvar is Cocklover... XP
You be the judge >.>
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XD... now that you mention it, I see it too!
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I'm a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad fox >:3
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I'm sorry. I'm a purile child XD
All I see when I read Kuhkleuvar is Cocklover... XP
You be the judge >.>
I really dont see it
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Something I made when I was at home. No Internet again. I'd like to get it back.
"I am not in love with you, But I can't be in love without you."
Basically... it's like when you love someone for so long, you don't have the exact same passion. But deep inside.. deep inside, you still love them and can't hurt them. You don't want to be separated and you have a spot in your heart for them. I have a few spots... admittingly. Well, in my mind. my heart can only hold so much, but there are spots in my head that aren't filled yet.
Also... I know it sounds like crap. :/ but it's really not.
Trix, Amai... all my viewers... I sadly CANNOT finish the story until I get internet again.
*cries and hugs everything*
Lia: My Timmy is unhappy that he cannot finish his story.
Rio: Hhhh.... Tim. Your magic sucks right now. I admit, it does suck without communications right now.
SCP#4511: =Sucks I can't physically speak= *goes under a gold light*
[size=78%]Tim: All of you guys know why we are here.[/size]
Lia: Yea. I miss my little knight! He is so adorable! He's also telepathic. Chains. You are pretty cool.
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I've been dreaming in my half assed naps.... before I fall asleep. >_>
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I thought of a pick up line a while back. So aherm, here it goes.
"Are you my nurse? Because I'd like to wake up beside you every morning."
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I don't know how to say it but., I am saddened and very... Hurt.
And.. I might never finish my story in this current condition. I have to finish it. But for right now, I'll just... I don't know...
I'll figure out something. Maybe get a hold of myself and make something. First I have to get all of my emotions back. And put all of my pieces back together.
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STORY STORY STORY!!!
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MY LIFE.. Has it been this long? I can do it on my tablet. My tablet will work.
Sooo... anybody have anything they wanna say?
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I guess nothing. Hm, well a small poem for the thread.
Tired pup.
Little pup, all grown up.
Oh how tired you must be.
Feeling alone?
Or feeling adrone?
Little pup be me, is tired by three.
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WWWWWWWUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
Hello.
Well, my thread has now become a silent, desolate, graveyard. WOOOOO.
I love graveyards. They have the most amazing appeal at midnight. especially on cold nights.
This thick layer of fog and CO2 blanket the ground.
It would make sense because the tons of dead bodies buried underneath.
Eventually the Co2 rises through the grave and deposits on the ground, creating the dense fog.
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*sets up a fan*
I don't wanna breathe in corpse gas :/
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It might be natural too. There's a legitamate death pit somewhere in either africa or australia.
It's a carbon dioxide death pit. I saw it on Discovery channel and it was so cool.
The carbon dioxide stayes there for hours until it warms up, making it lift away.
I wpuld hate to be kidnapped and then thrown there. Plus, vultures feed there regularly and die regularly.
*tackle hugs Trixie* You don't need to breathe this stuff. You made me happy posting here. And surprised.
Lights are seen. Impossible to feel.
Heat from the bulb makes a dry pain.
Slow death from an alternate tiny sun.
Lights out. The heat stays, unless vented.
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Well, I have to come here Tim, I'm contractually obligated :D
And anyway, I've tried going other places and I don't find your writing there, so here I am :)
Is that poem called Will o' the Wisp?
Seems fitting...
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Well... thats because I havent gone to other places ^_^°
Well, I have an FA but I don't remember my info. I have a chicken smoothie... man, havent been there in a long long time.
Imma see my FA.
My Twitter, Im not used to using twitter so I dont know how to do anything on it.
I dontnuse other phone chats or social networks. I have my facebook... but it's.... kinda dead, I use it to talk to whomever I can, who still uses facebook anyways.
*lick* You smell like sweet cherries.
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https://youtu.be/Y-dMSstLDqM (https://youtu.be/Y-dMSstLDqM)
Kay.. so while looking at my topics, it appeared that a couple of them were still open. Unless that's normal to see Reply when looking at your own topics.
Anyways, Gonna post a song that I like, lol. Don't worry, its all good.
OMG TURN INTO A VUDEO THAT CAN BE PLAYED FROM THE FRICKING..... Hhhh....
I really wish Inknew how to makke the link into a clickable playable video.
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I thought I posted in here after the 7th...
Aw well.
So, a new character that I thought of. Maybe a little character development so I can figure out what she will be like.
I don't like the forward flirty type of character. I can't do it very well.
So, As a way of discovering her personality, Kira will just be whatever I eventualy get to.
So, she could be nice but psychotic, any range of personalities actually.
and any combination.
She is a ... Hm. Now I actually don't want her to be an alligator...
But she is very muscular. More than Ardys. It is very clearly visible what her body shape is.
But she has curves and muscle. Ñot any fat, really. She is quite a non realistic body.
She is also very tall.
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Perhaps a chameleon?
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I don't feel like going exotic, heheh.
But, her body is pretty unrealistic.
Her muscles are very defined, like they were drawn onto her body.
And they dont bulge out either.
*hugs Trixsie*
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*hugs Tim*
Not too exotic huh?
Frilled-neck lizard? :D
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I misread that as Erotic. XD
Well, That does soun nice. She was suppose to be of a reptilic race, which would easily explain her super toned body.
I am okay with her being human as well. Ah. I think I know what.
A human with a lizard's blood. Like a mamorime or shrine priestess.
I don't think the type of lizard matters at this point.
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*hugs Tim*
Not too exotic huh?
Frilled-neck lizard? :D
You're more helpful than you realize.
Kira is gonna be a Frill Neck Lizard Girl. Tiny frills that flap around when she presents positive emotions.
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I like it!
When they make the movie you can send me a cheque :D
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*gives Trix a slightly flirty hug* Boy. The stuff I dream of.
Now I want a baby blue hoodie with tiger print.
Trixsie. Glorious Vixen. Don't feel too down, I'm here for anything.
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You're a good fur Tim *hugs tight*
My brain is just damaged I think :/
Maybe it will come good when I'm old?
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Trix, you'll always be well. It how you can handle it. You have been strong for a slong as I have known you.
You're also the most beautiful fox I know. Hm. I am always hoping you're okay.
I also like to hear from you whenever you appear.
*Tim buries his face into Trixsie's chest, her heart beat in his ear*
I have thought of you in many many ways, and motherly was one of them.
Sexy fox was another. Best friend, sexy friend, motherly friend, ... and that hot fox mother.
Yeah, my thoughts go anywhere and everyehere.
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I wonder what to type here.... *echoes of cars, rivers, and air from atop the skyscraper*
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YASSS!! YES! YUS! IT, IS STILL, HEEERE.
Now. Onto business. Things to make. Things to say.
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Lol
I love all the permutations of me in there Tim XD
Legend!
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Hehehe, thanks. Theyre true. You're alot of things to me and a bunch of other people.
Tim could have two wifus... Trixsie was always the first... but then the sabretooth tiger...
Hmmmm... your thoughts? I mean.. he likes both women. They both seem, reputable.
Reputate-able... they have... idk how to use that word. They are rrspected and have their own l8ves besides being Tim's two only interests.
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Haha, respectable... I don't hear that much XD
But it would be an honour for anyone to be your wifu Tim!
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Im charming, but i dont try to be. And if I do, I probably mess up something. O well.
I had thought of a mix of animals one day. Couldnt think of a name, now that I remember it, i cant even think of what the animals were. So.. now im just making a post, hoping i will remember.
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Overdue post is overdue!
*taps foot impatiently*
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Overdue post... where!!
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Where? Why here of course!!
What a silly sausage :P
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**nuzzles and cuddles puppies** Well, Trix my dear... I have been doing more of my interests.. oh wow, um not doing, hehe, Engaging my hobbies.
I love puppies. Theyre so warm and soft and you can always hold them and nuzzle them.
Hm. Soft an roumd they are, puppies. But sleeping theyre shape.
Warm and squishy they feel, wonderful puppies. But alive and fragile.
Cute and fluffy, they bark and whine. Puppies are both yours and mine.
Alone during growth and together at birth, puppies are great things to be cared for.
There, an analogic poem that provides a commonly described viewpoint of the objects selected.
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Classic Tim, always loving life to the fullest! :*
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Bleh bleh bleg, 21 days.. I DONT CARE. SHUT IT. Ahem.
Its 617am and im a little thirdty. And tired. And i might typo alot because im on my tablet and not a keyboard but this is faster.
Anyways, Ive been thiking, With the help of a recent umm... Whats the word for someone who isnt your friend yet but you socialize sith them... Cohort? Aknoledgeee?... Eh,, *** it... Someone who I have talked to recently.
They helped me... Helpmed... ***! HELPED ME... im repeating mysel, focus. They hekped me finish this... Jew character whom ive been thinking of for a while, it was difficult because incouldnt come to a fair choices, it was either horse or bird, male or female... Ajd it wluldnt put itself together. I finally ave it... A Clawed Pegasus. With hands.
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To help wit the research, i chose two specific traits of this temporarily canceled ... Fursona... Charscter. Strength and speed.
The character will be rather short to average height while at the same time, needing to share a value between the two traits owned. So, instead of thentraits being exact values ofmtheir original species, they are assisted, degraded values because of the body type.
A Shire Horse and a Homing Pidgeon Bird... Or Homing zpidgeon something , I already forgot.
HOMING RACING PIDGEON. Glad I suddenly remembered. Thanks, Terraformers flashbacks.
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If i remember correctly from the original values, the horizontal flight speed of the Homing Racing Pidgeon is 105mp/h? I do not remember.
And the shire horse is able to pull 25 tons or so. Yeah, animals are amazing with the stuff they can do and can be bred to do.
A peregrrine falcon has a diving speed of 207km or something u there. Its the fastest bird, but i wasmt looking for diving speed, i was looking for natural flight speed.
Same with the horse, didnt want speed, wanted strength in muscle.
Kira's body will reflect her abilities as an individual without superpowers and such. Although I might haveto lool at the fastest speed for a horse, since she has wings for flying and using air for movement on the ground as well. Although she is going to mostly, MOSTLY Bipedal / Anthro.
Unless specified otherwise for specific purposes, roleplays, or whateber other reasons, Kira will NOT be a naturally feral horse.
Now, to decide Kira's appearance, well she has had the appearance of a woman... Mmmm a shrine preistess for like... Ever since she was introduced. Big robe, long LONG hair, and the soft demure smile of a innocemt and spirotually devoted woman.
AHEM!! Skin / fur pattern / feather pattern and markings? Depends. Tim is the only one with markings. Rio has a magical gem embedded into her abdomen and is actually an iridescent beetle appearance. Fiery Orange and Deep Forest Green if I remembered properly. Lia is a friggin gu!!y, she can be whatever color she wants. Marc is all white and behaves more ike a butler.
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Im no physics professor but i can surely conclude that wind speed from the wongs can be added to ground running speed. Due to the lift of the wings from the wind, it is possible to alleviate some gravitational pressure fro the body, allowing more mobility thats unrestricted from gravity forces and friction on the ground.
Now of I comine 44mph groumd speed, maximum sprint speed. Cut thatinto a third and thats the initial roll / quickdash speed. Then halve that and i get the fastsest sidestep for Kira. Her body reflexes have to be measured by muscle power and speed of reflexes and flexibility due to the muscle size.
If her wings can make a drsft wind by themselves, then lets say thats a third of her flight speed. So, 31.34 Mp/h on top of her possible 36 mph at max sprint.
Thats a total speed of 67.34 mph at manual draft creation.
Now, if theres a strong breeze, we can add 15 to that making it 82 mph.
Flying is easyfor this woman, i assure you. She also has four sets of wings.
Four sets??? Thats alot.. 2 sets. Just 2. A pair of back wings and a pair of wings that travel from her ribs up tomher forearm. The armwings are manually spread by pure muscle memory. So if she got into a fight or was walking / running on a track, the wings wouldnt spread u less she willed it to.
Her feet are not normal horse feet. She has hawk sized claws where her nails should be and plated sking covering her toes, shin, and shoulders. This natural armor decreases her wind resistance enough to balance out the weight the skin carries.
Same goes for her hands, except theyarent as big. Her claws are actually much smaller compared to her feet. Her face has an odd shape, not fully horse, but not fully bird either. Her spine has an extensive amount of vertebrae, so she can look 150 degrees on each side. Her peripheral covers the missing 60 during most situations.
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Kira can hold 18 tons on her body with ease. Even the force of tons do not stun her. Her snout is shorter than even a mare's or as some would call them, ponies. Her head i smoothed out and her eyes are positioned moreso middleways.
The most pressure she can withsyand at any given time, all at once is 20.
Distrubuted, she can take 24.
She can HOLD 18 EASILY, but she can take the force much more depending on how she takes it.
Her bones are extremely dense and powerdul. Needless to say, the woman can NOT float well. She has more than enoug swimming talent to make up for it though.
She has a finite interest in piano, organs, musicbox, violin styled music.
Thay being said, she sings to all lf the music she listens to in her private time, alone, far away somewhere. Kira likes squishy things, but she also cant stand squishy things. It depends on what it is. She can tolerate grubs / worms, but octopi and anything sea related gross her out. She adores frogs and eats candy too.
She has the biting strength of a catfish, able to place a couple tones of force on anyone dumb enough to go near her mouth.
Kira can punch hard enough to level a dumpster truck. She can axe kick strong enough to split an iceberg fullway through. Her charging dropkick can disintegrate anything squishy. Her job is a construction worker despite her appearance. Her strength scares the biggest monkeys and the toughest ehinos in her crew. Her skin armor can hold bullets from a 38 magnum. 44 can barely pierce her armor. Only weapons strong e ough to kill her are weapons that can kill elephants. It must be stronger than a 44.
Tranquilizers work surprisingly well against her, but theyr short lived. Tim on the other hand is immune to tazers and tranquilizers through self conditioned torture.
Kira can hold her breath and create a bubble 5 inches big before it starts rising into a mass of bubbles. She can deepwater dive to the equivalent of 8 tons of water pressure. The reason that is so mich lower is because of her oxygen supply from her melonin. She trained it enough tto survive a tidal wave if a it crashed onto her during surfing.
She has a well known attraction towards othwr horses and flirts woth other female horses often. Sometimes the flirting starts before she even opens her mouth.
Kira is well around her construction crew as the robed mistress of pretty destruction.
She knows Tim and has conversed with him about private matters before. Kira isn't a confident woman either, which explains her flirting and her demure appearance.
She rarely ever takes off her robe.
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All of this data together makes Kira. A beautiful body building machine of calm and happiness. Kira can throw a frisbee so hard that it sometimes flies in place. If she were to flick the fisbee into place, it could hover over the water and make a mini water spout.
Kira is a Fowuxunb Pegahawk. I have yet to umderstand the pronunciacion of that word. It is not of a regular saurian dictionary. I BELIEVE the n would be silentin this case.
So it would be pronoumced Fo Wu Shoob. Soumds funny as hell, I know.
She is a Herm, but is mainly female with one obvious difference.
So, she works just fine. Anything female, just dont call her a guy directly too mamy times. Letalone saying he, him, thay guy, when addressing her directly.
Her hands can amass a grip that rivals a gorillas, but its usually ablut as strong as say... A superglued doorknob.
Kira is powerful, her headbutts can cause comas and her grabs can initiate fractures.
Needless to say, you dont want to fight her if youre normal for your species. Blades dont even affect her skin armor. She has natural plating on her shins, toes, collarbone, fingers, and rear shoulders. She can grow plating instantaneously to protect herself. She can grow it on her head like a helmet and even on her torso and critical vital spots.
She dkesnt like tomfiht though, this is all natiral stuff.
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Im going to clear this up for anyone who wishes to read this stuff. I WAS SLEEP DEPRIVED AND FULLY AWAKE AT THE SAME TIME HEN MAKING ALL OF THIS, SO IT IS , VERY.... INCONSISTENT.
Her species is a Fowuxunb Pegahawk.
She can not fly at 105 mph like the Racing Homing Pidgeon because of her size and bipedalness.
She can not hold or pull a whole 25 tons like the Shire horse.
But she CAN pull and push 18Ts.
Maybe I will adjust her flight speed to suit her body size and bone density on top of
her muscle mass.
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I need to make some info, a data page for Kira.
I dontneven knowmwhat she needs to look like, so itmis important i fully flesh out her house of cards.
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Name: Kira Aoji
Fur Type:
Hair, Mane, Tail, Smooth yet thick. Curls when dried, Braided tail.
Hair Color:
Blonde or... mmmm Light Brown? Maybe red... Cherry Blonde? Or rather, nearly bleached grey blonde.
Yeah, Deep Cherry Red with a mix of Bleached White Gold Blonde.
Eye Color:
(I really love green but imma use orange, not any orange, a special orange.)
Lets go with a shade of Orange thats bright, yet potentially not too dark, if ya get me. A volumious Candy Orange.
Theres a word im looking for... SATURATED. A beautifully saturated, yet slightly dark orange thats bright enough.
Personality:
Kira is a very kind woman, caring and shy. She is self conscious of her body. She grew up watching body builders and TV Models. She didnt know what was right, butnshe saw that TV Models always had attention from regular people, yet the body builders didnt get alot of attention from people. She felt she wasn't good looking at this point.
So she hides her body now in her large robed hoodie. Although, she works with her Construction / Destruction Crew. She can be hurt if you call her mean / derogatory names or if you comment about her appearance and she thinks negatively about it.
Patterns:
(Nothing in particular yet.)
Piercings:
She has two stud piercings in her tongue
A gemmed crown for her to wear at specia
Events.
And a necklace that she always wears as a memeneto of being her Family Shrine Priestess. (She is adopted.)
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Maybe I want to add a wasp type character? ...
I would like an insect of some sort... hmm, I would love a wasp.
Yeah, a hornet or wasp of some sort. Im sure I can draw a bug too.
I can get on that, drawing bugs. Simple shapes and curves, wings and eye shapes.
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Hilarious. I will never get locked. Im happy I still have this though. Somewhere i can freely post my own content.
I did start with stories but i dont have much motivation for them. I mean, i have my favorite reader, but even then she cant always be here to read them. So i just use this page for my creations and ideas.
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Hilariously, half the stuff I made about Kira Aoji is very impractical.
I am keeping the body armor, cant float well, and some other qualities.
Like candy, and squishy things. She likes cute stuff too despite her bloody appearance.
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I just go a pen in the mail so i might try teaching my hand to draw. Hopefully i can produce SOMETHING worth looking at.
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DEWIT! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGfwXqeWKz8)
I mean it doesn't have to be a picture of me. It could be anything >.>
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LOL that video is amazing. Thank you for that. My heart has been brighteneed by the trixie vixen, the loveliest of witchy foxes.
I now have a want to draw, but my only problem is not knowing how to start.
I will try though, i have to.