Hey Kam. I'm really busy this week and was going to put off trying for a goey till next week, but I've just completely fallen in love with this little guy. I have a story planned out and everything, so it really would kill me to just leave him there without an attempt, even if it doesn't come out very good.
Goennec Pen #: Affected, care pen #1
Name: Cycle
How would you use him/her: While his disease would make him pretty hard to rp, I would do my best to take care of him otherwise. His story has room to expand further than just this form, and I'd be interested in making a whole story out of it. Of course i'd also get him a lot of art, and draw him a lot myself as well. I'm sure he'd be happy under my care and his special needs will be attended to.
Define your Goennec:
"Is he...is he alive?"
"I'm sorry..."
"Is he? He has to be! He's my baby! "
My baby.The words rang in my head, repeating over and over again. Echoing, as if my head was hollow.
It might as well have been.
"He's stable, at least for now. Poor thing's one of the affected."
Affected.I didn't understand this disease. I hardly even understand it now. It destroyed my eye sight, left me unable to hear. I couldn't walk, couldn't eat certain things, I was just a creature with all sorts thoughts but no means of conveying them. I was trapped within my own mind, constantly recounting old memories and incapable of creating new ones.
I was alone.
That is, until he came.
Always I was surrounded by humans. I was never among my own species. I think they were afraid that I would be trampled, or that they could accidently past something onto me. It was a reasonable fear i guess. Even without them I was sick often, and even the most harmless of diseases could be deadly. One day I'd find myself with a stuffed up nose, and the next I'd be lying in a small, cold metal cage with a needle in my leg and feeling awful. I was never upset by that, it was just the way things were. Only humans could really care for me, and even they were always worried. Most hardly dared to touch me.
There was one zoo keeper though, a kind hearted young man. His name always escaped me, my hearing too weak to pick it up, but I came to know him as my friend. It was him who sat in my enclosure and stroked my fur, the one who'd gently support me and help me to walk, he treated me perfectly. I wasn't just the poor little diseased animal that didn't have any hope at a normal life. He knew what was wrong, but he also knew how to get around it.
He also had a dog. A big, fluffy old dog that left a trail of drool wherever he went. The dog seemed to content to just curl up beside me. My inability to walk made no difference to him, being such a lazy creature. I liked him though. It was nice to be with something other than a human.
It was because of them that I discovered my third eye. My eyes were always closed. There was no point in opening them if they didn't see. One day, my friend was stroking my head when he noticed something. Something on my forehead.
He pulled it open gently, and suddenly I was overcame by a new sense. I could see. It was blurry and overwhelming at first, but slowly my eye focused. Sitting in front of me was the dog, and another creature. Something furless and two legged, something that made me want to run and hide. It took a few moments for him to register as my friend. So this was a human.
I didn;t know why, but I was completely overcome by fear. Humans were evil, selfish creatures that killed for their own enjoyment. Why did i allow myself to get so close to them?
I didn't even know why I knew this. I didn't want to, I just wanted my friend back.
WIP of course.
