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[Warrdog]

Res with the name Anubis

[gotsalt?]

Username: GotSalt?
Viscet Name:
Viscet Gender: female
Why is this Viscet wearing a gas mask?: cause it's halloween yo She is a chemist of sorts and wears the gas mask so she doesn't choke on fumes from her experiments.

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[Sullivan Maurus]

: Username :
Amxen no.XV

: Viscet Name :
Pripyat

: Viscet Gender :
Male

: Why Is This Viscet Wearing A Gas Mask :
Being exposed to radiation can have serious health effects. Pripyat suffers from an extremely weak immune system from radiation sickness. The gas mask allows him to breath the air around him without falling ill. It also makes him more tolerate to radiation. However, he is not completely immune to radiation, and his health is still deteriorating. It is just deteriorating at a slower rate.

[outro:tear]

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xxxxxxxxxxxxUsername: SaraFox

xxxxxxxxxxxxViscet Name: Dan

xxxxxxxxxxxxViscet Gender: Male
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxRandom Facts

xxxxxxxxxxxThe Mask's power?
xxAh, yes! Dan's mask has a simple thing that he has
xxdeveloped over the years after the incident.
xxSimply from the incident he can smell only a
xxlittle bit and he does use the mask for breathing
xxfrom left over radiations from where he lives
xxand the condition he was left in. But his gas mask
xxcan also tell him how much radiation is in the air
xxand he uses this to help anyone that come by, so
xxthey don't end up getting affected from the radiation.



xWhat did Dan look like before the incident?

From before the incident, people have said that Dan's
fur and mane were a different colour. His fur possessed
a more light gray with small hints of brown in it and his
mane use to be a beautiful dark turquoise fading into a
more lighter turquoise colour. But those who did not see
him from before denied the fact that he's fur change
colour when he was hit by the radiation and they
also found it impossible, saying that his fur colour was
always a light/dark gray and that he has always has had
the purple and orange mane.

Why is this Viscet wearing a gas mask?:

“Get….as….-any…..peopl-…..out of here as you…..-an.” The radio cut out and Dan was in full panic mode. We were just practicing our rescue routine…I knew something like this would…happen. He thought “Okay boy, it looks like the radiation is pouring out into the air, we need to get as many people out of Pripyat as possible.” Dan’s human companion, Jackson coughed as he spoke, rubble was scattered everywhere around them. As he went to stand up another loud bang came out of nowhere. Dan and Jackson tumbled backwards, flames suddenly filled the air in front of them. As Dan hit the ground Dan's hearing was lost, replaced with a terrible ringing noise. Looking in front of him, terror filled his eyes. The power plant just exploded. Dan let out a small cry trying to wake his partner up, but it was no use, Jackson was knocked out cold, all Dan could do was drag him into a safe part of a building. Dan started to feel anxious, where are my pack mates? Are they okay? What about their human companions? All sorts of questions started to race through Dan's mind as people were running for their lives being their normal greedy selves, and not saving anyone that was stuck under rubble or left on the ground in shock, they were only saving themselves, no one else but themselves. Dan ignored them and started running towards where the explosion was set off, when he arrived his bright turquoise eyes turned into a more darker turquoise, his facial expression turned from determine to sadness. In front of him laid his pack mates, all of them hovering over their partners protecting them, but one thing stood out the most, radiation liquid covered their bodies.

Horrified Dan stepped back, already knowing their fate. A single tear rolled down Dan's face as he turned away from the sight, to him it felt like the world stopped moving for a moment as he whispered his final goodbye to all of them. "D-d..a..n." A small fading voice called out. "W-wat..ch..O-o.u..t." Before Dan could react another loud bang exploded behind him. Sparks flew around Dan as his eyes widened at the sight as a radiation goop sprayed all over him. Dan yelped as it melted into his fur, to most Viscet's this would kill them, but slowly the goop stay there leaking out of his body. His once beautiful turquoise coloured mane, was now turned into a dark purple fading into a pure orange. Dan was in pain, but his mind wandered back to Jackson, picking himself up from the ground he used all his power to stand and reach his beloved partner. His small yelps echoed through the town, the once beloved Pripyat was now turned into a ghost town.Time passed, Dan collapsed in front of Jackson who was now wearing a gas mask. "Dan!" he chocked out as he saw his condition. Dan was in pain, and it was making it hard for him to breath.

Jackson thought for a while, he smiled as he took off the gas mask and placed it on Dan instead. A worried look was placed on Dan's face as he started at Jackson "I'm sorry boy...but I was never going to make it, the radiation has already effected me and i'm already slowly dying. Pl..ease remember me bud.." He coughed. Why do you have to die! "Theres one thing I would like you ..to do-" Why couldn't it of been someone else!? "G-guard...t..his....place..for m-me, th..is is my..hom..e.to..wn." You can't leave me here.. "T..h..a..nk..y..o.u bud, a-a...nd...sta..y...s-s...a...fe" You just cant leave me here alone.. Before Dan knew it, Jackson was gone. Dan couldn't move as his emotions took over him. Very weakly Dan laid down beside him, snuggling into Jackson's side for the last and final time.

7 Years Later

The sun rays beamed onto Dan's grey fur as the goop surrounded him. Slowly raising his head he let out a small yawn, it was time for him to get back on duty. Patrolling the empty streets of Pripyat he spotted a group of teenagers. Rolling his eyes he sensed the radiation in the area was higher than usually. Dan eyed the group of people and hissed at them, not in a mean way, it was meant to be more of a warning for them. The group of people, scared of his appearance just stared at him nervously. "Yo, let's get out of here, he has some sort of radiation leaking out of him..." One of them said. Dan just hissed again, showing no emotion at all towards the people, once they drove away frightened, Dan was once again left alone only saying one last thing before turning back to his building. "Jackson, i'll protect this place till the day I die, I promise."

[koegami]

dropping out - lost interest

[Rivaille]

Username: Akihiro
Viscet Name: Thorn
Viscet Gender: Male
Why is this Viscet wearing a gas mask?: Thorn was involved in a bad fire. But let me start from the beginning so you know what I mean.

Thorn was born in a government lab as a new species that they created. As the only one who had goop dripping from him, he got more attention than the others. As a young pup he only got to play with the scientists that tested on him. The day he was 6 months he started to smell something rather strange but he thought nothing of it. Thorn continued to play with a young male scientist up until the strange smell grew stronger and thicker. Thorn looked towards the door and watched as a dark grey cloud seemed to seep out from below the door. He perked his ears and let out a small whine as the young scientist started to freak out when he started to see small flames lap at the bottom of the door. "It's okay Thorn, we'll be okay." The scientist said in a tone that showed that he was scared. Thorn lowered his ears as the human laid down on the ground where the smoke wasn't at. Thorn shook a bit as he quickly moved over to the young man and covered him in goop to protect him from the flames that were quickly swallowing the room. Thorn curled up against the young human as he shut his eyes tightly while he waited for someone to find them. It wasn't long until he started to lose consciousness while the flames started to lap at his muzzle. Without realizing it, Thorn had passed out from inhaling too much smoke and from the pain of the flames that licked his muzzle. A few days later when he woke up, he had a gas mask that hid his scarred snout from the world. After taking note of the gas mask, he passed it off as a muzzle that a human put on him to hide his scars. Not long after he soon noticed that he was in the middle of the forest, he figured that the young human that he kept safe released him as payment.

[saphira455]

Username: saphira455
Viscet Name: Nick, short for Nicholi
Viscet Gender: Male(?)
Why is this Viscet wearing a gas mask?:
He accidentally coughs a lot, and when he coughs an acidic or poisonous liquid can come out, so some of the humans brought him into captivity to help him and the other wild Viscets, he is allowed to go back out to meet his family, but for the most part he has to wear the mask. He is quite a friendly Viscet, especially considering that a lot of other Viscets bully him and pick on him.

[Hail.]

Username:
howlingtothestars
Viscet Name:
Pothi
Name Meaning:
Apocalypse
Viscet Gender:
male
Why is this Viscet wearing a gas mask?:

(This is a long story. He gains the mask after it says Five Months Later if you would just like to read that, though it won't give all the details)

Nine years ago:

Booming noises echoed about the odd chamber and steam burst
from cracked spouts about him. An odd humming feeling gave the
air a life of its own, and made his bones feel as though they, too,
were humming. Green and yellow glowing liquid oozed from iron
bins and dripped from holes on the roof. Pothis paws caused the
thin metal grid beneath him to creak and moan as he cautiously
walked past the odd bins and pipes. Not long ago, he had seen
people swarming this area. Then, red and yellow lights began
flashing and everyone ran. Ever since then, no one seems to have
returned, which rightfully leaves it open to exploration. Now, he
was beginning to have second thoughts. Perhaps this wasn't such
a good idea. . .
The metal below him grew louder, and he lowered his head,
making a deep clicking nosie to sooth it, uncertain of why this
metal thing was making so much noise. After a moment, he pressed
onward, his pace broken by pauses and brief jogs when something
curious or startling appears. After some time, he found himself
standing in front of a door with an odd orange and black symbol
on it. Curious, he lightly nudged it, surprised that it was open,
and slipped in.
The room was dark with a cold draft coming in from an air duct at the center of the room. A desk sat solemnly in the right corner, the papers that once rested on it scattered and torn. A lamp lay on the ground, small fragments of glass littered about it like miniature diamonds. Light crept in through battered blinds and illuminated dust as it lazily drifted through the air. Pothi sneezed and shook briefly before entering, jumping as the door slowly closed behind him. The room was odd and smelt like stale berries, but there was a faint scent, one of meat. Quickly dismissing it as remnants of the humans scent, Pothi carried on with his investigation. He curiously nudged about papers until a burning scent of copper attacked his nose and he jerked his head back. He rubbed his muzzle with his forepaws, and eyed the source of the stench. All at once, his blood ran cold and his mane stood a little higher as he starred at a dark red elongated bear paw print. Memories rushed him all at once and he felt a splitting headache begin to grow as a mournful groan escaped him. Slowly, he backed up until he touched the door that sealed him in. He wanted out, he wanted to get away from the paw print, from the stench, from the memories. Panic flooded him and fear threw tears into his eyes. He turned and tried to nudge the door open, before attempting to leap up and snatch the door knob in vain. Pathetic whimpers escaped him as he scratched at the door, tears rushing down his cheeks now. "Help..." It was a squeak, barely audible to even him, but all that his throat could manage.
He stayed in that dreadful room for what felt like hours, his bones and muscles humming the whole time. Eventually, he heard something jingling with the door knob. Excitement brought him to his feet and he began stepping about in place, hoping to see an adult Viscet, here to take him back home. Though, what opened the door sent shivers down his spine instead.
Pothi gazed with wide eyes as the large brown muzzle forced the door open, nearly hitting him as it did. The massive body fell onto its forepaws heavily as the giant grizly sniffed the air fiercely. Pothi stumbled back, trying to remain silent but cringing as he stepped on the crinkling papers. The bears large head snapped to him, it's eyes pale with blindness but bloodthirsty just the same. After a few more sniffs, it reared up, it's head hitting the ceiling as it did so, and released a blood chilling roar. That was when he snapped. Every thought in Pothis mind vanished and he promptly switched to instinct and rushed past the bear, narrowly slipping past its broad legs. The grizly sensed him pass and turn, slamming its forepaws on the floor once more before rushing ahead. Pothi stumbled over is own legs in a desperate urge to speed up, fear and primitive instinct urging him onward. The bear thundered after him, beginning to loom over him as it advanced. Pothi squeaked as a massive paw hit him and sent him sprawling to the right. He collided with the railing heavily and flailed over the edge, his forepaws catching the grate and holding him over the edge. The bear approached, swinging its head side to side as it sniffed the air. The bears head snapped to him and it approached rapidly, it's teeth gleaming with saliva as it loomed over him. Pothi whimpered and released the edge of the grate, plumiting below into a bin filled with purple and orange glowing fluid.

Five Months Later

Pothi was found by seven humans during the draining of the bins. His flesh had merged with the radioactive goop, though its effects on others was lessened. Small wounds littered him along with a piece of twisted iron stuck in his side. Perhaps the worst of it all was his muzzle. The nose had been mostly eaten away along with the chops and tongue. Several teeth were mangled or missing and his lower jaw bone has twisted to where his mouth could no longer open properly without clicking and popping. Concerned about this young Viscet, scientist went to work promptly. In time, he returned to his old self, though his muzzle never did heal. When introduced to other viscets, they fled from him, uncertain of what he was. Determined to return him to a pack, scientist created a special mask for him. This mask not only protected him from judging glares, but purified the air he breathed. Along the sides of the mask, small holes remained opened to allow him to eat berries, nuts, and small pieces of meat.

Pothi was returned to a pack six years after the incident as a fairly healthy adult. After a few anxious moments, the pack accepted him cheerfully and the scientist celebrated their victory at the revival and return of a Viscet named Pothi.

all images from google. story by me

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Marking.