Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[morris.]

It was a tragic day when the couple died.
It seemed everyone came to their funeral.
They were young, with no children.
Some guessed they hadn't really lost
really anything.

They were right,
because, were they
really dead?
That's up to you to figure out.

[•r•u•s•s•a•n•d•o•l•]

It was a tragic day when the couple died.
It seemed everyone came to their funeral.
They were young, with no children.
Some guessed they hadn't really lost
really anything.

They were right,
because, were they
really dead?
That's up to you to figure out.

OH MY GOSH! THIS IS AWESOME! PLEASE WRITE MORE!

[TigressJaguiar]

xD Thank you. I can't believe how many comments that story got. <3 Thanks again to anyone who commented.

I feel like writing. So you get another worddump. 8D


Guessing Game ~ Imperfection

I love both these stories! I don't think many people actually write stories where the pets are actually CS pets. I love they way they are written!

[G.L'S]

I've been racing for you honey
But you take your love
From under my feet
The very moment I arrive
I hold the invitation in my hand
You smile and I don't understand
When you tell me the writing ain't yours
You were the one thing I could count on
Even if your apathy was what I expected
Oh darling I waited and waited to feel your footsteps
And to hear your breath
But maybe I just wanted someone to wait for

You were ever in my mind
You were behind my soul each time
I held it to the flame
You were ever in my precious thoughts
I'd leave a room of angels
Just to be alone
If only to say your name
I never told you I needed you darling
Like a rose needs the rain
How could you possibly know how much
So I reach for your love
Like the moon and the stars
Ever in my sight
Ever out of touch

There's a spotlight of a holy kind
Think it comes from somewhere
Up in the sky or from some far off lovely place
But this light never ever ever shone on me
At least as far as I could see
So I sat in the dark and I watched you
Now I just cry to myself
When there's no one around
And I teach myself to walk backwards
Out of any given situation
Yes I can be graceful and try
Not to step on my train and
You don't have to say goodbye
But I'll be right here if you want to

You were ever in my mind
You were behind my soul each time
I held it to the flame
You were ever in my precious thoughts
I'd leave a room of angels
Just to be alone
If only to say your name
I never told you I needed you darling
Like a rose needs the rain
How could you possibly know how much
So I reach for your love
Like the moon and the stars
Ever in my sight
Ever out of touch

Now I could paint your portrait
If I never saw you again
When I am old someone may ask me
If I ever loved
And I will speak but they won't recognize
My words, they'll say I'm telling lies
And maybe I am
Maybe I am
All I know is

You were ever in my mind
You were behind my soul each time
I held it to the flame
You were ever in my precious thoughts
I'd leave a room of angels
Just to be alone
If only to say your name
I never told you I needed you darling
Like a rose needs the rain
How could you possibly know how much
So I reach for your love
Like the moon and the stars
Ever in my sight
Ever out of touch
~ Ever, Emilie Autumn

[Dani Fenton-Phantom]

Anima-♀-------♂-Axel

Cecily </3
♀

~~~

All this feels strange and untrue
And I won't waste a minute without you
My bones ache, my skin feels cold
And I'm getting so tired and so old
I blink my eyes and lean against the wall, idly looking around the street. A slim boy with dark, snow dusted hair walks by, hands casually in the pockets of his coat. He was alone, smiling with his lopsided grin that he always wore no matter what mood he was in. It was Axel, one of the Sled People of Daila. An Element Seeker. It would soon be my job to protect him when he reached the age of eighteen in a year. I was one year his senior and the daughter of a Cat-Shifter Blacksmith which made him practically ignore me as he was seventeen and the Son of a Dog-Shifter Sled Person.
It was his job to bring supplies to and from her snowy mountain top country of Daila, while it would be my job to protect him as well as find lost Shifters. I would be a Chandlia, someone who helped hide Element Seekers secretly and mainly found the groups of Sled People that got lost in the snow during blizzards. What a thought, protecting my true love from the evil queen who didn't like those who controlled elements. Even if he never noticed me it would be excited.
I quickly shifted into my cat form, a long haired pale feline with stunning green eyes and walked forward. My big, Maine Coon paws caught on the snow and kept me from sinking to my shoulders as I walked down the street. "Axel." I called quietly, slipping into my shy manor. I flicked my tail and continued, hurrying ahead. Axel also changed into his animal form, a dark Huskey-Wolf Hybrid with a curled tail and light gray eyes. He didn't seem to hear me because he kept on going, not turning to look at me.
I stopped and frowned, falling onto my haunches and curling my lanky tail around my paws. I just watched him leave, turning to round a corner. He glanced behind him, finally seeing me. Axel stopped and wagged his tail in greeting. "Hey," He grunted and sat down. He didn't talk again and he acted like he was waiting for someone.
I stand up and shake the snow out of the yellow pelt, taking slow strides towards him. "Axel!" A high, feminine voice calls excitedly as a light gray She-Wolf with floppy ears bounces down the steps of a building. When her paws hit the bottom step she shifts into a stunning girl with long blue hair to her hips. It rippled like water on a pond beautifully and a stepped back, stunned at her excitement.
Axel's expression changes he grins widely and changes back to his human form, a lanky teen with shaggy hair. He steps forward and embraces her lovingly. I stumble back and choke on nothing, staring wide eyed at the sight. No, this couldn't be happening! There was no way Axel had a betrothed, because only those to be married were permitted to show affection in public. But sure enough a silver circlet was pressed to her forehead, a single sapphire dripping down to the top of where her nose started.
The anger swells in my guts
And I won't feel these slices and cuts
I want so much to open your eyes
'Cause I need you to look into mine

[I don't know why, I just love the Malk Cat and Sled Dog together. <3 But I also like the idea of the Sled Dog and Rain Dog together. What to choose, what to choose? I might type more later.]

[clusterducks]

I was captivated from day one. I'd watch her from my group, across the passageway from her. While the other puppies jostled and wrestled and played, I would just sit by the glass screen, watching her.
There seemed to be nothing really extraordinarily special about her. She was just a small grey pup at first, under a blanket decorated with two windows in a grey stone wall overlooking a sunset.
But as she grew, a purple mist emanated from her. It surrounded her for a day, and when it eventually evaporated it wasn't a young, helpless grey pup that lay among her siblings, it was a beautiful young she-wolf, with a purple goth-like dress and stunning blue eyes.
Of course, as soon as this happened the Master took her in and gave her a collection of wonderful purple toys, like she had with all of the pup's siblings. The pup seemed bewildered with all the items; even so, I couldn't help but feel a small stab of jealousy as the small pup was given all this. It meant that she was probably safe from being traded away; unlike all of us in my group who could be gone at the push of a button. Literally.
But then her rarity was announced: rare. My jealousy evaporated, replaced by something I'd so far only felt for myself: concern. Now that the pup was rare, more trade offers would be made for her. And more chance of her being traded away. My watching her became less of a way to pass the time and more of a way to convince myself she was safe.

I had been worried about the 'banner pup'- as users called the litter- for quite some time, and I was beginning to tire of just watching her. She'd noticed me gazing at her through the glass screens and had begun to retreat to the back of the glass box where she and the rest of her group lived.
A soft beeping started and a light on the wall began to flash rhythmically. We all scrambled to our feet and organized ourselves as the glass box containing the dogs jerked into motion and slid up the wall. The electronic display changed from Dogs (152 pets) to Dogs (149 pets). The Master had accepted a trade. As the box came down, I eyed it sadly. Three dogs from last month had disappeared. A bewildered-looking dog from three months ago dropped into the box labeled Pets without a group (0 pets) as the display changed to show the glass box was now occupied. Just as quickly, the dog dissolved away and reappeared in the dog group.
The electronic tags on the leather collars we all wore began to glow green as our own group was lifted into the viewing platform. The tags of a few puppies to my left flashed orange as the Master chose those to offer for a young lioness across from us. A typed message appeared above the holographs of the puppies displayed on the platform: Is this OK for you? Feel free to edit
Our group was lowered again. I watched the banner pup- Aleah, her name was- as I lay and waited for the user to accept or edit. The puppies that had been offered were sitting together, shell-shocked that they had been offered away. Their tags were now red.
After a few minutes our box moved upwards again. The tags of a few of the offered puppies had gone back to green, and they were playing and laughing again, relieved that they were to stay.
And then the strangest thing happened. My tag turned orange. The same lioness as before now had a message displayed above her: Got them. How about this?
The reply was instant.
Done.
As my tag shimmered red, I just sat there, shocked.
I'd been traded away.
And as my form disintegrated and reappeared in another user's Pets without a group box, another thought struck me.
Would I ever see Aleah again?

This is really cool! If I write a CS pet story like this, then could I steal your idea of the glass boxes and such for it?

[TigressJaguiar]

xxxxx

He was a rare. She was a pretender.

Just an idea.

[~Fallen Angel~]

I was captivated from day one. I'd watch her from my group, across the passageway from her. While the other puppies jostled and wrestled and played, I would just sit by the glass screen, watching her.
There seemed to be nothing really extraordinarily special about her. She was just a small grey pup at first, under a blanket decorated with two windows in a grey stone wall overlooking a sunset.
But as she grew, a purple mist emanated from her. It surrounded her for a day, and when it eventually evaporated it wasn't a young, helpless grey pup that lay among her siblings, it was a beautiful young she-wolf, with a purple goth-like dress and stunning blue eyes.
Of course, as soon as this happened the Master took her in and gave her a collection of wonderful purple toys, like she had with all of the pup's siblings. The pup seemed bewildered with all the items; even so, I couldn't help but feel a small stab of jealousy as the small pup was given all this. It meant that she was probably safe from being traded away; unlike all of us in my group who could be gone at the push of a button. Literally.
But then her rarity was announced: rare. My jealousy evaporated, replaced by something I'd so far only felt for myself: concern. Now that the pup was rare, more trade offers would be made for her. And more chance of her being traded away. My watching her became less of a way to pass the time and more of a way to convince myself she was safe.

I had been worried about the 'banner pup'- as users called the litter- for quite some time, and I was beginning to tire of just watching her. She'd noticed me gazing at her through the glass screens and had begun to retreat to the back of the glass box where she and the rest of her group lived.
A soft beeping started and a light on the wall began to flash rhythmically. We all scrambled to our feet and organized ourselves as the glass box containing the dogs jerked into motion and slid up the wall. The electronic display changed from Dogs (152 pets) to Dogs (149 pets). The Master had accepted a trade. As the box came down, I eyed it sadly. Three dogs from last month had disappeared. A bewildered-looking dog from three months ago dropped into the box labeled Pets without a group (0 pets) as the display changed to show the glass box was now occupied. Just as quickly, the dog dissolved away and reappeared in the dog group.
The electronic tags on the leather collars we all wore began to glow green as our own group was lifted into the viewing platform. The tags of a few puppies to my left flashed orange as the Master chose those to offer for a young lioness across from us. A typed message appeared above the holographs of the puppies displayed on the platform: Is this OK for you? Feel free to edit
Our group was lowered again. I watched the banner pup- Violet, her name was- as I lay and waited for the user to accept or edit. The puppies that had been offered were sitting together, shell-shocked that they had been offered away. Their tags were now red.
After a few minutes our box moved upwards again. The tags of a few of the offered puppies had gone back to green, and they were playing and laughing again, relieved that they were to stay.
And then the strangest thing happened. My tag turned orange. The same lioness as before now had a message displayed above her: Got them. How about this?
The reply was instant.
Done.
As my tag shimmered red, I just sat there, shocked.
I'd been traded away.
And as my form disintegrated and reappeared in another user's Pets without a group box, another thought struck me.
Would I ever see Violet again?

It had been three months. Three months since the pup who watched me had disappeared.
I hadn't understood at the time. Where had he gone? Why was there a new lioness in the glass box a few boxes down?
I myself had been hidden at the bottom of a page when the Master found me. I had been too young to remember exactly, but I was certain that the person who found me was not the same person that was known as the Master here. Only now did I understand the system- heartless users swapping pets for others.
Yes. Users is the right word.
I didn't know where he had gone. Despite never having talked to him, I'd learned his name: Tiger. Huh. Real creative. But I missed him terribly, missed the way he'd gaze at me wistfully when he thought I wasn't looking, missed the way he looked when he slept.
Don't get me wrong; I was happy here. Our group was similar to the one next to ours; dark, with a paved stone path leading up to a beautiful, ancient-looking manor. Just for show; I'd tried to get in and hadn't succeeded. We were fed and watered regularly, by some unseen entity.
I slept in a little cave hewn into the stone wall at the back. It was comfortable and warm, with a purple silk curtain separating it from the rest of the scenery, and I had a great view of the group across from ours; the bright, sunny meadow where the puppies lived.
But it just wasn't the same.
Because he wasn't there any more.

Just to say, the fronts are glass, the rest of the group area is tailored to suit that particular group. But it all moves round for trading and such.

@CloudCatcher: Sure, but could you avoid the whole boxes-moving-around-for-trading thing? :3

[revenmoore]

Alec~

Akira~

I really like these two together. C:
I doubt I'll write a story though^^;

[TigressJaguiar]

xxxxxx

"Exactly, what are you?"

He smiled with his coal grey eyes.

"The real question is, what are you?"

xxxx

"Hey! That's funny! We are wearing the same mask!"

"Mask?"

xxxxx

Have you ever seen a shark eating grass?