Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

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[[Just because I'm loosing]]

The forest rushed by, blurred beauty being ignored in the pup's obvious hurry. Screams of ignorance could be heard from not too far behind, the pup wished they'd fade away. Ever since he was born, with his stupid black and blue fur, people judged him. Just because the judge him doesn't mean they're judges. They shouldn't be able to control his life. But they did.

" Kill it!" They yelled, eyes rolled back so they couldn't see what they were doing. If they could just tilt their eyes forward some...but it was too much to ask of them.

Stones and twigs sided with the pursuers, tripping the pup they called " 02". His name was not so, but the number on his shoulder told such foolish people otherwise. They didn't care enough to ask. No one ever loved the pup, not even his parents. They sent him away, shunned into the outlands of the inlands. They didn't give him the time of day, but it wasn't expected. Marked pups were cursed, or so they thought.

{{ Doesn't mean I'm lost }}

The trees were endless. No light shone at the end of the non-existent tunnel. It seemed to be be infinite, as if the trees were being cloned to mock him. Shouts were closer now, voices louder, threats full of more hate. The hate flew ahead of the mouths it came from, getting caught in the trees, choking the pup. Beads of hot sweat ran through his fur, being blown back by the gale of running. He was a little fish in a big pond at the moment, with vicious, snapping jaws arising from murky darkness behind him.

It was soon to be over when his foot became entangled in a root, and his body thudded to the ground. He lay in hopeless misery for a moment, before picking his mass back up. He started into a run again, until a small voice entered his ears.

" Come, come here. Please, I don't want to see another. "

[[Doesn't mean I'll stop]]

The pup was reluctant to follow the voice, thinking it was trickery from one full of hate. But the voices behind him swelled, so he followed the cooing into a small swampy area.Trees draped over, cutting out the light of the moon, but preserving the flashes of the lightning bugs. A creek swept by, little fish swimming in it daintily. The pup continued to follow the female voice through the area, finally catching sight of two flickering eyes in front of him.

{{ Doesn't mean I'll cross }}

She stepped into a stream of light that managed through the leaves of overhanging plants and trees, showing a rather normal coat. Why was such a...regular being out here? she had both a menacing and calm look put upon her face.

"My name is Kryya." She looked over at the blue and black male, who's eyes were wide with interest and fear. " And yours?"

The male was determined to speak without fear like he had done for ages, hiding his true emotion behind a fake mask. His voice had always been grim, emotionless, cool. And it would stay the same.

" I've been called many things. 02, K2, That Thing, and more. But my true name is Forty. "
Her eyes narrowed, face developing a frown, deep in thought. Suddenly, she brightened. Her face seemed to explode with joy, and she had a hard time containing it. Her voice was quick and shrill as she chirped out.

" I suppose you wonder why I'm here? "

[[Just because I'm hurting]]

His eyes closed some, concentrated blue in the center shining loudly.
" Maybe. So why are you?"

She opened her mouth to speak, just about to form her first word, when a noise erupted from nearby. Her eyes fell and his shot with worry as the villagers stumbled in, grabbing hold of them both in such a frenzy it couldn't be stopped.

" Finally, " muttered one " we found you."

Another looked at Kryya, eyes suddenly flying open with direct shock.
" What is this? The other child of this thing's parents. I thought she was dead. "
Murmurs started to spread as Forty's head shot up. Sister? He thought she was dead aswell, the twin of him. Why she ran, he couldn't fathom.
" It was never confirmed "
" Didn't they find her body? "
" No, it was a setup. "

They each answered each other's questions, finally coming up with the answer that she had run away.

{{ Doesn't mean I'm hurt }}

" So, in other words, they're both to die. "

They were so cruel. Deciding the two pup's fates in an instant. Life could be snatched away so easily. Each person nodded their own head, and the people holding the pups both pulled out some sort of muzzle.
He had to ask, now.

They flipped on the switch. A smell started to fill the large muzzle, it was scented with death.
Forty became lightheaded.
It was now.

" Kryya," He sputtered, loosing energy as the gas stole his life away. " why...did you run?"

She smiled weakly inside her muzzle, even though he couldn't see it, loosing her life more quickly.
"Because," She coughed, gasping for the breath she couldn't find. The villagers laughed at them both with cold eyes. " they..aren't the controllers of my life. Or yours. They were coming for me next, they consider me as tainted as you. " Her eyes started to roll, her face became pale. " But I suppose..in the end, they've taken away what life I had. Oh well." She swept out of her body, rising as she spoke her last words. "I'll see you..soon."

He followed shortly after, as the villagers threw their masks down, such tainted objects now. They receded back into the woods of death, where countless murders like such had occurred.

Such fools.
They hadn't a clue.


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Guys, I have no idea. LOL

Might make a second part for this if I have time. :3

[Keriae]

She was a strange sciencetist.
A very strange sciencetist indeed.

[ThisIsInCode]

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It wasn't my fault I dropped my new book in the pond. I slipped, and it flew out of my hands. The next think I knew,
Splash. A strange thing fluttered by me, and I swam after it. It looked interesting, so I took a bite. I had no idea I wouldn't be a fish anymore.
I scrambled up and ran over, and then I saw her.
My brain told me I needed to go above, and I did. And then I saw him.
Who was that girl? She swam like a fish, literally.
Who was that boy? He didn't look like a fish, that was for sure.

Not based on anything, just randomness.
Continue?

Yes please. But tell me, was she a fish?

Yes, she was a fish.

Part 2: Introductions.

There was a strange girl in the pond. She was kind of glittery, like the scales on a fish.
There was a strange boy there. He didn't look like a fish at all. But then again, I'd never gone above the surface before.
"Um..." I wasn't really good at talking to people.
He was making sounds with his mouth. I'd never seen that done before.
It struck me that she probably couldn't talk. "Come with me, you'll be okay."
He helped me out of the pond. It didn't seem very inviting anymore.
I showed her how to walk. It wasn't very far back to the university anyway, and I wanted to show her to my teacher.


Meh, I liked the first part better. It gets really complicated when you realize that you don't actually have more story.

[nostalgiatech]

Pet's name: Jif
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Pet's name: Aqos
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Hi, my name is Jif. Jifliin Forester. I am horrible with introductions, so lets get this over with. I'm a pretty ordinary village dog. My mother died of age and father died of war, so i am all alone, sustaining my life. That's pretty ordinary for a teenage dog like me.

In case you didn't realize, i am the other character is the story, Aqos. Tech want us to have an introduction, so i'm introducing myself. I'm a princess. A sea princess. You know, those underwater kingdoms. And i am probably the most amazing dog in the world. True. My whole family says that about me. Why? I don't know.

Well, i guess i should start with the story.
[Come on Jif, why do you get to start?]
[Just deal with it, Aqos. You'll have your turn soon enough]

Just returning from the hunt, i placed my bow and arrow down on my father's grave, where it always is. A silent prayer, i mumbled, and then i went to the market.

I circled around in my [underwater] room, clicking my fingers without realizing it. I couldn't stand the suspense. I just HAD to go to the surface. Why did my father set times for me to go above the sea? I mean, he says stuff like "Aqos, just wait until you're 15th birthday, and then you will be able to venture, well, wherever the h e ck you want". Why? Why couldn't i jut go up now?

Will continue soon

[corviidae]

Tony Parks{M} & Mackenzie Lee {F}
They are both naturally a good but unusual pair who met in a apartment in my RP

STORY:

Mackenzie put her luggage down beside her new apartment room, digging in her pocket for the key.I better not of forgotten it,She muttered.
She finally pulled it out and unlocked the door. She set her key back in her pocket and walked in with her stuff.
"Its awful empty in here.," She said to herself as she started going through her stuff.
As she almost reached the bottom, she pulled out an artifact that she found less than a year ago. She examined it for a second, then stood up to go put it in her jewelry box. When she did, she locked it, and put the key deep in her drawer.
She opened her master closet in the corner of her new room and set a V-packer on the top shelf; followed by a pair of 50-caliber pistols,tranquilizer gun, shotgun, a desert eagle, grenade launcher, and a regular pistol, hung against the inside closet walls. She then went downstairs to get her box of books and breakable special objects and walked back through the hallway. On the way,her being clumsy, she tripped over a loose shoelace and fell, dropping the box. She heard glass in the box shatter.oh noshe thought irratatedly. She sat up and reached into the collapsed box and pulled out a object wrapped in newspaper, and unwrapped it. She gasped when she saw her Glass China Egyptian cat her grandmother had given her was broken into peices.

Her heart was torn," NO!" she shouted in the hallway, picked up a shattered peice and threw it at a wall, making a big thud.

She looked at the wall that she threw the glass at quickly.who lives behind those walls? And i hope he or she doesnt freak out on me, or theyll see freaking out themselves.She thought, watching the door now.

Tony heard the glass shatter from the other side of the wall and poked his head out the door curiously. Spotting Mackenzie, he raised an eyebrow in questioning. "What, are you doing mosaics, or something?"

She noticed him and quickly flushed," Terribly sorry!" She walked quickly over to the glass she threw and picked it up."I was just carrying a box to my new apartment room, but i tripped and fell. Sorry... " She grew hot with embarrassment. as she set the box upright and set the broken peice into it....

It's a little long but that is how it started between the lovebirds.

[wibeke]

Quick, happy little story because I'm tired of writing about people dying. xD


Bessy [f] & Sprinkles [m]

The little donkey strutted proudly about the pasture, every once in a while stopping by the water trough to examine herself in the water's reflection. Oh how jealous those other ponies must have been. With a neat, striped bow on her ear and soft pajamas made especially for her, she was clearly the little girl's favorite.
Every morning the girl would appear at the gate, smiling and calling for her little Bessy as she ran as fast as her short legs could take her. Without fail the donkey would be there to greet her, braying a loud "hey-haw!" to voice her excitement. The girl was still too young to ride her, but she loved her just the same. The girl spent hours brushing out the donkey's long hair and tying bows in her mane, chattering on about various childhood battles and adventures.

But as time went on and the girl grew older, the two grew farther and farther apart.
The girl began to take an interest in riding, often cutting short the time spent with Bessy to sit and watch her mother ride and teach the other children. She tried to ride the donkey once, but Bessy was hardly pleased, stomping her feet and causing a big fuss when the girl tried to urge her on.
She liked the spotted pony most, a pony that Bessy had seen before but never paid much attention to. She took an instant disliking to him, hating the pony for stealing away her friend. Even so, she couldn't deny how happy the girl seemed so she did her best to tolerate him.

Eventually she found that the pony had been moved into her pasture. Her pasture, her home. How dare this pony barge in like this, stealing away her girl and now just moving on in. The nerve! Voicing her displeasure, the donkey snorted and turned away. She would have nothing to do with this intruder. Nothing at all.
But her ears pricked up at the sound of a friendly whinny coming from behind her. She turned to find the pony with a lump of grass held in his mouth, offering it to her with a gentle bob of his head. Well, he couldn't be that bad, she thought, timidly accepting the offering. She could use a new friend.

[TheWhiteWolf]

Jeff (M) and Starrita (Star-re-ta) (F)

I was walking home from a friend's house, when a cold air blew through. I shivered. It was winter, and I was hoping for snow. It was also evening, and even though I was hungry, I wasn't in any hurry to return home.

Then there won't be any school! I thought gleefully. Then my smile faded. Then I won't see Samatha.... I frowned. Samatha was the new girl. She was cute, and I was lucky enough to end up as her welcome buddy.

" Ah who cares about girls anyways? " I said out loud as I kicked a tuff of grass that was peeking through the crack of the sidewalk. " I sure don't! "

That was a lie, but I was to stubborn to admit it to myself, so I decided to whistle a merry little tune that I just made up. I shivered again as goosebumps appeared on my sensitive skin. Rubbing my arms against each other, I wondered how it got so cold so quickly.

Shrugging it off, I slowed down. I didn't want to home. Not with The Father getting drunk every night, because of his stupid job, and taking it out on me. Then Mama letting him, not stopping him. But she made it up by taking me to fun places when The Father was at work or passed out on the weekend. Maybe she has ice cream waiting for me at home!

With that happy thought in my head, I skipped home. Of course, that was not the case. The Father was already drunk, and already worked himself into a rage. When the night was over, I had another set of bruises and a black eye to go along with my long faded ones. The Father always made sure that my first set of brusies faded before giving me more. I was a clumsy child. And I have senstive skin, so he got away with it.

As I sobbed in the bed, I heard him rage at Mama for a while, before the loud THUMP of him hitting the floor, passed out scared me. I timdily crawled out of bed and crawled to Mama, whose eyes were red and puffy. She rocked my for a while, before shushing me back to bed.

But I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I went to the window and stared at the sky. I saw a star, that seemed to twinkle at me, and I closed my eyes tightly, and whispered:

" Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight.

I wish that The Father would disapear, so Mama and I could live happily ever after. "

As I opened my eyes, I was disapointed. I could still hear The Father's rumbling snores downstairs. Sighing, I slid down off the window and crawled into bed, not noticing that the ''star'' appeared closer, and brighter then before.

Anyone like?

[.:scales:.]

Jeff (M) and Starrita (Star-re-ta) (F)

I was walking home from a friend's house, when a cold air blew through. I shivered. It was winter, and I was hoping for snow. It was also evening, and even though I was hungry, I wasn't in any hurry to return home.

Then there won't be any school! I thought gleefully. Then my smile faded. Then I won't see Samatha.... I frowned. Samatha was the new girl. She was cute, and I was lucky enough to end up as her welcome buddy.

" Ah who cares about girls anyways? " I said out loud as I kicked a tuff of grass that was peeking through the crack of the sidewalk. " I sure don't! "

That was a lie, but I was to stubborn to admit it to myself, so I decided to whistle a merry little tune that I just made up. I shivered again as goosebumps appeared on my sensitive skin. Rubbing my arms against each other, I wondered how it got so cold so quickly.

Shrugging it off, I slowed down. I didn't want to home. Not with The Father getting drunk every night, because of his stupid job, and taking it out on me. Then Mama letting him, not stopping him. But she made it up by taking me to fun places when The Father was at work or passed out on the weekend. Maybe she has ice cream waiting for me at home!

With that happy thought in my head, I skipped home. Of course, that was not the case. The Father was already drunk, and already worked himself into a rage. When the night was over, I had another set of bruises and a black eye to go along with my long faded ones. The Father always made sure that my first set of brusies faded before giving me more. I was a clumsy child. And I have senstive skin, so he got away with it.

As I sobbed in the bed, I heard him rage at Mama for a while, before the loud THUMP of him hitting the floor, passed out scared me. I timdily crawled out of bed and crawled to Mama, whose eyes were red and puffy. She rocked my for a while, before shushing me back to bed.

But I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I went to the window and stared at the sky. I saw a star, that seemed to twinkle at me, and I closed my eyes tightly, and whispered:

" Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight.

I wish that The Father would disapear, so Mama and I could live happily ever after. "

As I opened my eyes, I was disapointed. I could still hear The Father's rumbling snores downstairs. Sighing, I slid down off the window and crawled into bed, not noticing that the ''star'' appeared closer, and brighter then before.

Anyone like?

I love it. Can i have the code for yourcoexist button?

[micah]

@Fantastic Ninja: I'm a little late but thank you so much! <3
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um um For some reason I feel like this is a different style from my normal writings, but I'm not sure... ^^;;;; I can't tell myself about these things!
If this makes sense to you, would you explain it to me?
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"You too...?" His eyes were soft and small and full of hurt; his lip was tucked under his teeth. Even someone who was completely awful at reading the atmosphere could feel the pain that lingered freely.

Snickering, the other man dragged a slim finger across his own bottom lip. Toying with its smooth exterior, he thought for a moment, but quickly shook his head briskly. "I really think you've got to asses my words for more than they're worth," he leaned in slightly, wavering smell of petrichor sticking thickly on his skin, recreating the aroma of the scene outside the window. It seemed to linger at his shoulders, drip from his nose, and weep from his eyelashes. "A lot more. And think of my actions, those are important too,"

He nodded slowly, absorbing whatever was just tossed at him, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"But just like what anyone should think, things may not always be as they seem. I wouldn't trust me, were I you; I also would not trust myself. Because inside I hurt. Deeply. And things that feel pain are not to be trusted, due to their nature of... Of... Hurling their feelings at others." His breath smelled of freshly cut grass. "So mull over my words and remember I'm here for you. But I will never be here for you. I will forget you, in due time, and with all respect. And you will forget me as well."

"I cannot forget you." The words were drawn slowly from his vocabulary, but they did not prove his intelligence well. His actions did not either - he sat trembling, again, again. "My memory has never failed and it will never fail for someone like yourself."

The other bit his tongue. "Do not trust yourself, or your memory. I will make you forget. Do not trust me." He cocked his head.
"For I do not love you. I cannot. I cannot."

"You too...?" His eyes were soft and small and full of hurt; his lip was tucked under his teeth. Even someone who was completely awful at reading the atmosphere could feel the pain that lingered freely.

Snickering, the other man dragged a slim finger across his own bottom lip. Toying with its smooth exterior, he thought for a moment, but quickly shook his head briskly. "I really think you've got to asses my words for more than they're worth," he leaned in slightly, wavering-g-g-g


{ For he was the smell of the petrichor, he embodied it, and he was the scene outside of the window. He is rain.

[Lennie]

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jacques - - - - - - - - - - - - - - touxica
"It was you, wasn't it?"
The young creature smirked faintly, her expression revealing both arrogance and humor. "I haven't the faintest idea what you mean my dear." Turning to face him a moment later, she leaned back against the counter, smiling a tad.
"Care to specify?"
The man's expression hardly changed as he watched her, the edges of his lips revealing a faint smirk.
"You were the killer, weren't you?"
A dry laugh came from the creature, her wings fluttering a tad, her striking eyes blinking a moment later.
"My darling, be careful what you wish for."


There’s a point we pass from which we can’t return.
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm...
It was raining that fateful evening, the outdoors revealing itself as an evening of an array of shaded rain clouds, contrasting in every way with few natural clouds floating within. The rain came down in faint sheets, small droplets falling and seeming to evaporate upon impact upon the warm ground of the outdoors. The grass collected dewdrops, but it was hardly seen on the night of the half moon. The weather was perfect though, with everything else taken into consideration, and Jacques sat upon the rather uncomfortable sofa, the one which held a faded floral patterning from years behind. It held too many memories to get rid of though.
A sigh seemed to be heard around the room as the young man glanced down at his wrist watch with a fleeting gaze, his eyes returning a moment later to the muted television, his irises reflecting the flashes of the news casts lights. He was waiting for her, as he so often seemed to do in the evenings like this, particularly when the weekend was to come.
He unmuted the television just as the doorway opened a moment later, followed a short time later by the faint click of the door lock.
She was home.

"Well, you're quite late, aren't you?"
The girl scoffed faintly as she hung up her dark coat, removing her shoes a moment later, the white suede boots being placed quietly beside the coat stand. "I hardly need you to judge me dear." He seemed to nearly cringe as she said that, and he stood a moment later, the television seeming to shout beside him. He walked towards her rather slowly, his steps faint and seeming without great purpose. "Care to explain where you were?"
The girl laughed dryly, leaning back against the wall, her eyes staring at the mirror across the aisleway on the opposing wall near the doorway for a moment before the hollow seeming gaze turned to Jacques. Her bright yellow eyes were startling to most, though something within her eyes frightened him a tad more. It was the lacking of humane emotion, the lacking of human like actions. She smiled only meekly, she stared hollowly, she even laughed dryly and it was more often a mere scoff as a laugh.
"I was out."
A moment past before he passed her, grabbing the door handle and twisting it quickly, pulling open the door to reveal a chilling breeze throughout the room, the rain just outside. "Yes, well you can take yourself right out ag-" But his statement cut short upon two things. A voice within the television blared out an urgent news report, a call regarding a new series of murders within the town the ones which followed the patterns of the previous murders. The criminal had finally been witnessed, wearing a golden mask to conceal his/her face. He hardly would have paid it heed though, if an image of the mask hadn't appeared upon the screen. It was the mask that he had given Rebecca on the evening of their masquerade themed wedding. His eyes turned to her a moment later, her gaze now colder then before. "Rebecca, why is that my hand is quite a tad wettened?"
She laughed once more, "Merely the rain, wouldn't you say?" He smirked in reply, pulling his hand away from the handle to reveal a scarlet mess upon his hand, outlining the lines upon his hand. "Rebecca, tell me. I don't care if you lie, or if you tell me the truth, but is this blood?"
Her lips curled into a smile a moment later, "My dear, it was within my vows to never tell a lie. Don't you remember? No secrets between us. So, it is blood. Does this satisfy your curiosity?"

As the image of the mask appeared upon the screen once more, he almost laughed. "Where is the mask dearest? Or have you spoiled that purity as well?"
"Purity, darling don't make me laugh. You know very well that such concept doesn't seem to exist within this soiled world."
"Is that why you did it? Is that why all those people are now lost from this world? Because they were inpure?"
She smirked once more, hardly glancing at him anymore, a spark of near pride seeming to reflect within her eyes. "I suppose one may say so."
Her gaze turned to him a moment later as he closed the door, closing it with a dull click once again. "But darling?"
His expression was wary as he looked to her a moment later, hardly managing a smile. "Yes?"
"I'm afraid I've told you a little to much, and I've soiled you in such sense."

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"In other news, the recent series of murders have finally come to an end as the Golden Toxin was captured this morning, found deceased within a small town home. Beside the man was both his mask and a letter in which he admitted his crimes. His death was similar to those of his murders, and it is a pleasure to state that such homicides are finally past.
Now onto the weather...

All because of you,
I haven’t slept in so long,
When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore where I can let my hair down,
I’ll follow your voice,
All you have to do is shout it out.

{everyone, I love your stories, just so many to post about. ^^ can't wait to read more. :]
oh and sorry for rambling in this... >_< }