IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna sighed, relaxing in his arms. She hummed along with him, feeling his chest vibrate beneath her.
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WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony smiled happily, and pulled back slightly, gently kissing her on the cheek, his odd eyes gleaming
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna blushed heavily and looked him in the eyes. She never thought someone could care for someone like her.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony blinked back at her, his blood red eye and his gleaming golden eye blinking back
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna smiled and looked at him, leaning forwards a bit until her lips touched his gently.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony blinked and closed his own eyes, leaning closer and kissing back
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. Her wings fluttered a bit behind her as she kissed him back.
Teh Frixz
That lady robot
Her eyes open up to stare, jealousy evident. "How would I watch a movie?" Almost as if on cue, a new blood red trail leaks down her cheeks.DeusExAlice said:
Tatt closes her eyes again, continuing down the path. The thought of watching a movie again causing an unexpected amount of pain in her stomach, like something was knotting it up and not letting go.
She grew up on movies as a kid, brief flashes of talking animals and princesses remained but with each death she went through, a little more was lost.
She knew her real name. She knew her home was a place in the 'burbs. She wasn't sure what city was nearby but it had to be in the Midwest because there was snow and there was summer. She had parents but couldn't remember their names or faces.
A few steps before the sand and her tears become real for a moment. Heartache gripping her, maybe a few hours death would be a respite. The less memory she had the less words could hurt her.
Sucking up the internalized pain like a stoic father at his sons funeral, she buried it deep and thought about the task coming up.
"If you hook it, I'll follow your line out. You drag it in and I'll sting it to paralyze or kill or whatever happens. I've never seen the results of it, I just know the big cats here don't bother me anymore. You pull it in, I'll keep my hands on it."
Tatt looks back. "Oh, and if I die, keep my body warm for a few hours and I'll wake up. Don't let me drown though, I hear that sucks."
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony closed his eyes as she kissed back, and his own wings brushed against hers
kjsprk
Ex Ignition Hero
Babble made his way back to the shelter after washing himself off. His clothes were soaked, but he felt clean. The always present look of being lost was ever so present on his face as he made his way back. His left arm hung onto his right and his leg was still very weak. He no longer felt like he needed to wear bandages on it.
"I hate walkin-" He scolded himself, "I'm stupid..."
'Yes, very much so.' His mind added.
"Shut it." He returned right before teleporting back to the shelter.
"I hate walkin-" He scolded himself, "I'm stupid..."
'Yes, very much so.' His mind added.
"Shut it." He returned right before teleporting back to the shelter.
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna smiled as she pulled away, resting her forehead against his.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony opened his eyes as she pulled away and smiled softly at her, eyes gleaming happily
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna smiled. "I have never told that to anyone, nor have I done that before." She said, looking at him.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony chuckled, "neither have I" he replied, "but I'm glad I have now" he continued happily
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Ayumi smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. Taking a deep breath, she smelled fresh rain and ocean. She smiled, closing her eyes.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony kept his wings and arms wrapped around her, feathers ruffled happily, "you want to go back to the others?" He asked
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna shook her head. She didn't want to see the others. "I would probably end up blasting something."
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony looked at her, "you wouldn't. We'll go whenever you want to ok?" He replie softly
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna nodded, staying put. She liked it here, it was calming. More calming than music.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tony hummed softly to her, his feathers moving to stroke hers
IceQueen
The Clawed Fauni
Luna smiled and hummed back, her feathers ruffling a bit.
WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Tonys heart warmed as his feathers brushed hers, for once feeling complete
DeusExAlice
I sell body horror and body horror accessories
Fuck.
The Third opened her mouth to make an apology, but it just worked itself silently. She didn't know Tatt very well but if it was her, anything like that would've just pissed the Third off even more.
Just the way to make the beach trip even more enjoyable. She never even noticed the tears though, indistinguishable from the red fluid running from Tatt's eyes. Not that the Third was looking too hard at Tatt at the moment. Her eyes were busy scanning the tree line, the sand and water for activity of a more humanoid nature. It seemed empty for now, a lack of foot prints in the sand, no voices and no smell of smoke from a fire. Just the cries of sea birds, the crash of waves and the sound of life from the jungle at their back.
The direction hadn't been entirely aimless either, it took the Third a few moments of pacing along the treeline before she spotted a large rock formation nestled in the sand. Despite everything looking clear she approached it cautiously. Who was to say there was only one invisible stalker on the island? Or perhaps someone who could change into an insect? Or someone who could merge with the rock itself?
Or...well, she took what precautions she could without succumbing to full blown paranoia.
There was a large piece of driftwood crammed inbetween the rocks, reaching into the hollow of it she pulled out a long, smooth shaft of bone that ended in a tip. The other end had a hole in it with circular grooves shaped into it for a screw. Reaching in a bit further she pulled out a rattling mess of links also made of bone. They had been one of the hardest things to make as she had to make one, detatch it and start another one inside of the previous link. All in one stretch. The only time she had been so hungry was when she was first dropped off here and had no clue how to hunt and forage at the time.
One end of the chain had been specially made, a point covered in a winding blade meant to function as a screw for the one end of the spear. Prizes in hand the relief she felt quietly smothered the gnawing guilt over having upset Tatt. She didn't try to reprimand Tatt over the cavalier attitude towards dying. Wouldn't she do likewise if death was something she could get over faster than the common cold? More than likely.
"Lets not find out what it's like." Looking out towards the ocean it looked like a flat, blue plain to her. A stark contrast to the densely packed jungle of the island. On the otherside of the island they would have been able to see the manmade bar of land where the onsite research staff and security were housed. What exactly they did there was a mystery, the Third had never even seen them leave the place but their presence invaded the island everywhere.
"I don't have much experience with maritime fun though. You said you were a scout, any suggestions?"
The Third opened her mouth to make an apology, but it just worked itself silently. She didn't know Tatt very well but if it was her, anything like that would've just pissed the Third off even more.
Just the way to make the beach trip even more enjoyable. She never even noticed the tears though, indistinguishable from the red fluid running from Tatt's eyes. Not that the Third was looking too hard at Tatt at the moment. Her eyes were busy scanning the tree line, the sand and water for activity of a more humanoid nature. It seemed empty for now, a lack of foot prints in the sand, no voices and no smell of smoke from a fire. Just the cries of sea birds, the crash of waves and the sound of life from the jungle at their back.
The direction hadn't been entirely aimless either, it took the Third a few moments of pacing along the treeline before she spotted a large rock formation nestled in the sand. Despite everything looking clear she approached it cautiously. Who was to say there was only one invisible stalker on the island? Or perhaps someone who could change into an insect? Or someone who could merge with the rock itself?
Or...well, she took what precautions she could without succumbing to full blown paranoia.
There was a large piece of driftwood crammed inbetween the rocks, reaching into the hollow of it she pulled out a long, smooth shaft of bone that ended in a tip. The other end had a hole in it with circular grooves shaped into it for a screw. Reaching in a bit further she pulled out a rattling mess of links also made of bone. They had been one of the hardest things to make as she had to make one, detatch it and start another one inside of the previous link. All in one stretch. The only time she had been so hungry was when she was first dropped off here and had no clue how to hunt and forage at the time.
One end of the chain had been specially made, a point covered in a winding blade meant to function as a screw for the one end of the spear. Prizes in hand the relief she felt quietly smothered the gnawing guilt over having upset Tatt. She didn't try to reprimand Tatt over the cavalier attitude towards dying. Wouldn't she do likewise if death was something she could get over faster than the common cold? More than likely.
"Lets not find out what it's like." Looking out towards the ocean it looked like a flat, blue plain to her. A stark contrast to the densely packed jungle of the island. On the otherside of the island they would have been able to see the manmade bar of land where the onsite research staff and security were housed. What exactly they did there was a mystery, the Third had never even seen them leave the place but their presence invaded the island everywhere.
"I don't have much experience with maritime fun though. You said you were a scout, any suggestions?"
Teh Frixz
That lady robot
"Like a Girl Scout....a brownie" Tatt hesitated on the word, trying to remember if that was right. There were never any solid old memories anymore, just these flashes of little bits of them. Her brownie uniform with the sash across the chest and all her badges...she was really happy about those and every time she got one everyone would be proud.
Nobody was proud of her anymore. Not even herself, especially as her ears perked up at the sound of bones being dragged around. Something she was all to familiar about. It made her stomach growl loudly in anticipation of real food.
"Did learn some things though when I got older. How to start a fire, how to keep warm, how to tie knots..." Tatt drifts off as her toes adjust to the sand. She sniffs at the air, thinking about what was there.
Fish mostly, the scent of the ocean. Something rotten further away and even smoke from a wet fire somewhere. Other than that, it was just how many steps back to her trail. Her world was black and that was it.
"That's the ocean right? Do you have a knife? Just let me cut my legs up and tie your line to me. I'll go in the water, bleed all over and get some good fish in here. When they get close I'll grab them and hook something in them, sting and you drag us in."
Tatt stands up, not looking forward to this but less eager to experience starvation.
Nobody was proud of her anymore. Not even herself, especially as her ears perked up at the sound of bones being dragged around. Something she was all to familiar about. It made her stomach growl loudly in anticipation of real food.
"Did learn some things though when I got older. How to start a fire, how to keep warm, how to tie knots..." Tatt drifts off as her toes adjust to the sand. She sniffs at the air, thinking about what was there.
Fish mostly, the scent of the ocean. Something rotten further away and even smoke from a wet fire somewhere. Other than that, it was just how many steps back to her trail. Her world was black and that was it.
"That's the ocean right? Do you have a knife? Just let me cut my legs up and tie your line to me. I'll go in the water, bleed all over and get some good fish in here. When they get close I'll grab them and hook something in them, sting and you drag us in."
Tatt stands up, not looking forward to this but less eager to experience starvation.
gogojojo331
Six Thousand Club
(Anyone know a way for me to catch up?
