Pinnacle -Lock please-

[Ser'reth]

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I love the sky! Perchance you could tell who is who?

[DRdoctorlady]

Its supposed to be teh ten peoples, but as you can see, I could not draw people back then, nor realized proportions. The only thing I like about the pic is the grass and the sunset

*looks up at Serreths new post*
I suppose I can :D
I believe, and I can't remember exactly which way it is, (plus the picture isn't entirely consistent with how everyone looks now because I changed some things between then and now), from left to right, it is
Flyby, Coon, Dagger, Grasswhistle, Jarrah, Ice, Break, Badger, Rosethorn, and Laurels.
Not entirely sure if that's right but o.o I just now realized how old this is

[King Abi]

oooh i like the clouds and wavy grass *stares intently at picture* still need something to read however :'( ahhbd hurry :L (meant in the nicest way possible without trying to sound rude/stalkerish/psycotic...) uuuhhh! incase you cant tell im extreamly bored, its 2:27 in the morning here and umm i guess i need to sleep :/ but i like sleeping in the day and being awake at night! dude- might draw something... i am only telling you lot this as i realy want to draw Flyby- if it doesnt turn up here... i havnt drawn it :S OKAI BYE WRITE SOME MORE :D ♥

[DRdoctorlady]

Heh heh heh

(just when I'm about to post this I see Abi posting)
Its 9:46 in the evening here.
And jes, I have written something :D
Happiness for you all.
And Flyby... Ah, I luff her. But then again, I luff them all

Chapter 1l
-------->Continuation
* * *
When we reached the edge of town it was already daylight, the sun blazing in the center of the sky. Which means that its noon. Which means I woke up at 2 in the morning since it takes at least 8 hours for a journey. Which all means that I'm dead tired, grumpy, and hungry.
Grasswhistle looks tired too, but somehow Rosethorn is alert. She prowls ahead, sweeping the landscape with her eyes. All I can do is attempt to stay upright. I haven't gotten a good sleep in the last 48 hours. Slowly, we walk up to an old tattoo parlor, which is the closest building. Grasswhistle throws open the door. We've been here before. Usually, we sleep here if we need a chance to rest.
I stumble in last, after Rosethorn, who does a quick check to make sure something isn't in here waiting to kill us.
Without another word, I lay down my sleeping back and flop onto the ground, spent. Grasswhistle's sitting next to me, her head in her hands, and Rose is fussing with the locks on the door.
Finally, I get some sleep.
* * *
I wake up to hearing Grasswhistle muttering in her sleep. Disgruntled, I haul myself up and look out the window of the parlor, leaning on the windowsill. I can't see the moon, but the stars look bright and cold. The buildings across the street are dark and empty. Everything is eerily quiet. Glancing back, I see Rosethorn is asleep as well, sitting against the wall with her head lolling to the side. Grasswhistle is still muttering, and her eyes are rolling under her eyelids. I consider waking her for a minute, but decide against it.
I look back outside the window, enjoying the relative calm. I feel fairly relaxed and settle into a reverie, quietly observing the outside.
It all feels so surreal. Jacksonville was never a very big or busy town, but there was always some noise. There used to be lights on at this time, and cars racing up and down the streets. But that's all gone. It won't be back in my lifetime. I miss it. I miss my parents. I miss my friends. My house. My pet fish. My stuffed horse I used to carry with me. I miss chocolate. I miss people. All the new faces everyday. Heck, I even miss the annoying people next door who would play bad guitar in the middle of the night.
I sit there, taking in the weirdness, slowly tapping my pinky, ring finger, middle finger, then pointer to my thumb, and back again. Its a weird thing I do when I'm just sitting there with nothing to do.
Out of nowhere, a huge dog jumps from below the window at the glass. With a curse I catapult backwards and send something crashing down. The dog is still barking, scrabbling at the windows and pressing the sides of its face against the glass.
Suddenly, Rosethorn and Grasswhistle are awake, both pissed.
The dog keeps barking for a moment, before licking its lips and backing away. It dips below the window and out of sight.

((ACK! Mom's telling me to get off the computer. Dang it. This was going to be fun))

[AngelInWaiting]

AHH SUSPENSE :0

Ohmai, the sky is verrrry beautiful in your picture.

For some reason, I really want to draw Flyby too, but as a teenager or something xD I dunno why...

[Ser'reth]

I makes me so happy to check my posts and see an update. =D

[DRdoctorlady]

Angel- Hahah, yesssss, and suspense usually makes me want to write more, so its a double awesome :D
and for Flyby, I've always thought she'd be pretty cool looking as a not-toddler. GACK! I want to tell something but as usual that would give away
grrfuurfef and other general noises of discontent

Ser- Oh yes. So now I make you guys happier by posting more :D

Chapter 1m
-------->Continuation
"Well, we're trapped," Grasswhistle said dryly, plunking down on the floor and yawning.
"The dog's already gone though," I gestured at the window, where there was a sudden lack of homicidal canine.
"You mean we can't see him. He could very well be waiting in front of the door for us to come out. I don't particularly want to risk having my fingers bitten off," Grasswhistle replied. She yawned again then shook her head. I peeked out the window and sure enough, there was the dog, staring intently at the window from its vantage point on the ground, its nose twitching. The moment it caught sight of my face it went back into rage mode and leapt at the window again. I quickly backed out of the way. It snarled once more before dropping back out of sight.
You know how when one dog starts barking in a neighborhood, suddenly every canine creature in the entire state seems to be howling and yapping? That's exactly what happened. Further away, I could hear the barks, howls, and whines of many, many dogs.
There goes my peace.
"Well, I'm not getting anymore sleep tonight," Rosethorn commented sourly. I just noticed the bags under her eyes and chuckled.
"Not getting enough beauty sleep?" I asked innocently. She scowled and turned her back to me. I smiled then turned to Grasswhistle, who looked dead serious. Can nobody take a joke around here?
"Jarrah. Stop messing around, and lets figure out the best way to get out of here. I don't particularly want to stab that dog-"
"Can we call him Mr. Growly?"
"What?"
"Never mind..."
"Anyway, I don't think there's a backdoor-"
"Actually, there is," Rosethorn said, scooting over to us. "I wouldn't go into a building without at least two exit points."
"Really?" I asked. She nodded.
"I should have guessed that. Rose is as paranoid as a conspiracy theorist," Grasswhistle says blandly. Rose scowls.
"Yeah? But look who's alive because or her paranoia," She says, gesturing outside at the abandoned buildings.
"I happen to be alive," I volunteer. Rosethorn glares at me but I ignore her.
"Anyway, before someone interupts me again, we could probably exit out the backdoor and run until we get out of dog territory," Grasswhistle says. Its an okay plan I suppose. Dog territory is mostly around the suburbs and the outer edges of the city, a.k.a. right around where we're sitting. But running out of dog territory is not the easiest thing either. If you're lucky, you won't come across any other dogs and will just end up in the semi-safe zone. But that doesn't always happen. Badger once got bitten when he was on a raid. It left a scar too.
Rose looks irritated.
"That's a terrible plan," She grumps.
"Its the only one we've got," Grasswhistle growls. Suddenly, I'm smacked upside the head with a good idea.
"How long does it take to hotwire a car?" I ask.
"What?"
"Just answer the question, please," I say, feigning good manners.
"About five minutes. Why?"
"Do you think you could do it before Mr. Growly up front realizes your outside?"
Grasswhistle starts smiling.
"Why yes, yes I could," She grins. Rosethorn jumps to her feet.
"Is there a car back there? I didn't check."
"Actually, there's a meat delivery van behind the store next to us," Grasswhistle says. I make a face.
"It'll smell disgusting inside! Rotting meat? Did you think of that?" I protest.
"Its either that or we go and play with Mr. Growly and his friends outside," Rosethorn says, jabbing her knife at the door. I see more dogs have gathered. I sigh.
"Let's get this over with."

[King Abi]

aha! Mr.Growly :') pure love- allthough- i would not be happy about getting in a rotten meat truck :S probably one of the reasons i would be dead now if this happens... however, i am rathersneaky- so maybe through my sneakyness i could survive :/ any whoo- love it. ♥

[DRdoctorlady]

If this had happened for real I would be dead as a.... dead thing XD
And looky, another person who says anywho :D

[King Abi]

Yay for anywho!! i dunno, i guess i would just take over a supermarket and live happily their- its got pretty much everything you need :L ♥