Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[Nikki Amaranti]

• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Past『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Past___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •
• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Present『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Present___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •

I'll walk beside you, don't you ever feel lonely,
itsumo soba ni iru kara, hitori wo saserarenai
atashi to anata ni no yakusoku kara...


• ● • ● 『King of Spades』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『Queen of Hearts』 ● • ● •

Teeburu no ue ni oka re ta kaado ga
Subete no unmei o kimeru
I'm a GAMBLER shouri no megami wa
I'm a GAMBLER dare ni hohoemu?


• ● • ● 『櫻井 飛鳥 Aska Sakurai♂』 & 『櫻井 愛子 Aiko Sakurai♀』 ● • ● •

Brother and sister
See the differences in our eyes
See the sorrow and hope in them
Pray for Japan,
our Land of the Rising Sun.


• ● • ● 『ヴィジュアル系 V-kei♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『ゴシックロリータ GothLoli♀』 ● • ● •

Visual kei (ヴィジュアル系, vijuaru kei, literally "visual style") is a movement among Japanese musicians, that is characterized by the use of make-up, elaborate hair styles and flamboyant costumes, often, but not always, coupled with androgynous aesthetics. Some sources state that Visual Kei refers to a music genre, or to a sub-genre of J-rock (a term referring to Japanese rock in general), with its own particular sound, related to glam-rock, punk and metal. However other sources state that Visual Kei's unique clothing, make-up, fashions, and participation in the related sub-culture is equally as important as the sound of the music itself in the use of the term. (Wikipedia)

Gothic lolita, sometimes shortened to GothLoli (ゴスロリ, gosu rori), is a combination of the Gothic and Lolita fashion. The fashion originated in the late 1990s in Harajuku and was promoted by Visual Kei bands such as Malice Mizer, which brought it to greater popularity amongst fans of alternative street fashion and followers of the musical style. (Wikipedia)

[moira]

Max

Thorn

RATED PG-13 FOR BLOOD AND VIOLENCE

MAX'S POV...


I was having one of those gut-wrenching moments where I wasn't quite sure if I was flying toward the floor or it was rising to slam into me. Either way, I knew that it would probably hurt. I collided with the floor and felt my fur grow warm and wet from the blood now gushing from my jaw. I closed my eyes and lay still, maybe my ugly pelt would blend into the floor or something and Thorn wouldn't notice me. Hey, it was worth a shot. Unfortunately, I missed that shot, and I felt claws digging into my neck and yanking me to my feet. A misleadingly pretty face stared into my eyes before dropping me again. I barked in shock as the air was crushed from my lungs again, and a minute later another paw grabbed my neck, but this one was larger and more gentle. This time, the face I met was the old, wrinkled face of our school principal, Ms. Barlow.

"Not again..." Ms. Barlow muttered, letting go of my neck and dropping me to my paws. I spit on my paw and wiped the blood away with it, though only seeming to move it to my paw and bounded off, arriving in class almost a minute after the bell had rung.

"Do you have a pass, Max Mullen?" my grumpy science teacher, Mr. Gulati grumbled, not even looking up from his papers. I hated it when he said my last name.

"N-No." I replied shakily

"No what?" He asked, finally looking at me

"No Mr. Gulati, sir!"

"That's more like it, Max Mullen! Sit. Now. Detention at 4."

I rushed to my seat, but the minute I sat down several terrified screams echoed through the room. I jumped to my paws with a start and looked behind me. Steven Gulzowski had leaped to the top of his lab table and several girls were cowering beneath theirs. Oh yeah, and Gulzowski had a gun.

Mr. Gulati totally panicked and slammed his paw onto a big red button on the wall. "HELP!" he yowled into the speaker, but a loud gunshot hit the wall next to him and he fainted. An earsplitting screech played from the speakers on the ceiling, a lockdown signal, but it didn't do us much good anyways.

Gulzowski kept rattling on about how miserable his life was, but it actually didn't seem all that bad to me. That was, until I heard a girl screaming in agony and Thorn landed next to the table I was hiding under, bloody and moaning. It was really creepy, there was a wet red hole in her chest and blood all over her body. In that one second, it seemed like time had stopped. All I could see was Thorn, and that was all that mattered. I slowly reached my paw up to the top of my table, grabbed someone's pencil box and hurled it across the room, where it broke apart and sent pencils and crayons flying everywhere. Just as I had planned, Gulzowski went nuts, shooting randomly at the wall, and I was able to grab Thorn's neck and make a dash for the door. I had to duck for two shots (Wow, you'd think he'd run out of bullets by then) but I managed to get the door open and I ran out as quickly as I could, dragging Thorn behind me.

Continue? Yes or no.

Yes. Please. That's an awesome story. <3

[poltergeist]

Forest[M] X SnowStorm [F]

[Atomic Blue]

• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Past『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Past___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •
• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Present『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Present___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •

Really diggin this post.

[Tesalong]

Max

Thorn

RATED PG-13 FOR BLOOD AND VIOLENCE

MAX'S POV...


I was having one of those gut-wrenching moments where I wasn't quite sure if I was flying toward the floor or it was rising to slam into me. Either way, I knew that it would probably hurt. I collided with the floor and felt my fur grow warm and wet from the blood now gushing from my jaw. I closed my eyes and lay still, maybe my ugly pelt would blend into the floor or something and Thorn wouldn't notice me. Hey, it was worth a shot. Unfortunately, I missed that shot, and I felt claws digging into my neck and yanking me to my feet. A misleadingly pretty face stared into my eyes before dropping me again. I barked in shock as the air was crushed from my lungs again, and a minute later another paw grabbed my neck, but this one was larger and more gentle. This time, the face I met was the old, wrinkled face of our school principal, Ms. Barlow.

"Not again..." Ms. Barlow muttered, letting go of my neck and dropping me to my paws. I spit on my paw and wiped the blood away with it, though only seeming to move it to my paw and bounded off, arriving in class almost a minute after the bell had rung.

"Do you have a pass, Max Mullen?" my grumpy science teacher, Mr. Gulati grumbled, not even looking up from his papers. I hated it when he said my last name.

"N-No." I replied shakily

"No what?" He asked, finally looking at me

"No Mr. Gulati, sir!"

"That's more like it, Max Mullen! Sit. Now. Detention at 4."

I rushed to my seat, but the minute I sat down several terrified screams echoed through the room. I jumped to my paws with a start and looked behind me. Steven Gulzowski had leaped to the top of his lab table and several girls were cowering beneath theirs. Oh yeah, and Gulzowski had a gun.

Mr. Gulati totally panicked and slammed his paw onto a big red button on the wall. "HELP!" he yowled into the speaker, but a loud gunshot hit the wall next to him and he fainted. An earsplitting screech played from the speakers on the ceiling, a lockdown signal, but it didn't do us much good anyways.

Gulzowski kept rattling on about how miserable his life was, but it actually didn't seem all that bad to me. That was, until I heard a girl screaming in agony and Thorn landed next to the table I was hiding under, bloody and moaning. It was really creepy, there was a wet red hole in her chest and blood all over her body. In that one second, it seemed like time had stopped. All I could see was Thorn, and that was all that mattered. I slowly reached my paw up to the top of my table, grabbed someone's pencil box and hurled it across the room, where it broke apart and sent pencils and crayons flying everywhere. Just as I had planned, Gulzowski went nuts, shooting randomly at the wall, and I was able to grab Thorn's neck and make a dash for the door. I had to duck for two shots (Wow, you'd think he'd run out of bullets by then) but I managed to get the door open and I ran out as quickly as I could, dragging Thorn behind me.

Continue? Yes or no.

Please continue

[Lennie]

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jack {m} ---------------------------------------------------- {f} sylvia

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flint {m} ------------------------------------------ {f} comet

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pip {m} -------------------------------------------- {f} checkers

All right, I've got one vote for the top one, two votes for the second and third one. Maybe just one deciding vote?

[ubiquitous]

@Lennie: I really like the first, but my second choice is third. They all sound great though! <3

[average]

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jack {m} ---------------------------------------------------- {f} sylvia

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flint {m} ------------------------------------------ {f} comet

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pip {m} -------------------------------------------- {f} checkers

All right, I've got one vote for the top one, two votes for the second and third one. Maybe just one deciding vote?

Ack, I like both. But, second one. :3

[Nikki Amaranti]

• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Past『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Past___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •
• ● • ● ,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-(___Present『飛鳥♂』 ♥ ♡ ❤ ♡ ♥ 『黒貓♀』Present___)-,.-~*´¨¯¨`*·~-.¸ ● • ● •

Really diggin this post.

Ahh.. arigatou nyaan! (^_^)
Thank you very much!

[lorreli.]

@Lennie - derp...i like them all.
But I'll go with the first and third.
Preferably the third <3

ACK.
Must. go. write. story.
but. muse. is. low.