Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[faraday]

the fireman......the girl

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The bow hugged the strings of the instrument, velvetine sounds awing the audience into silence. The single girl stood not on a stage, but on the ground, like the rest of the people, the bright white light glaring against her skin, beads of sweat threatening to break from her pores. Her face was knit together in concentration, her eyes flying across the crude notes scribbled across the sheet of music. There was no doubt in anyones mind about the girls talent. She was amazing; like an angel sent down to earth straight from heaven. When she was done, there was a slight pause, as if the whole room was in disbelief that she was done. And then applause. Such applause; the whole office space erupted. It was a beautiful sight. Almost as beautiful as the little girl.

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The headlines were all the same. "World Trade Center Attacked; Thosands Dead", "Terrorist Attack on America", "Twin Towers No More", "9/11, a day to remember." What had happened that day was so huge, nobody would have been suprised if aliens had landed. The fireman wiped soot from his forehead, his sides heaving from so much labor, and no rest. They had to work all night to pull the last of the survivors from the rubble. Sirens wailed, people wailing alongside with them. It was a symphony of sadness. Pushing away what seemed like a desk, a petite body lay curled up next to a pile of papers and a chair. She appeared to be sleeping, but the man knew that was not the case. He knelt down to pick her up, when he noticed something in her hand. A violin. It was severely mangled, but he could still distinguish the shape. The girl looked vaguely familiar; like someone he had seen before in a dream. He picked the crumpled body up, tucking her head in, and closing her eyelids. He brought her to the sidewalk, and set her down, violin beside her. Watching with misty eyes, the EMTs placed a sheet over her, as if tucking her in for bed.

But the man knew that was not the case.

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9/11 is approaching, and I wish I could tell every single person and family that has been effected by this how much I sympathize for them. If I could, I would show each and every one of them my sorrow. Sadly, that is not the case, but I did write this in honor of those lost on September 11th, 2001.

[mawsoleum]

xx the moon | the sun xx

Story?
C:

Listen to this as you read.
xx | xx

The moon rose steadily in the sky, as to take its place for the night. As it moved upwards, it used a strong pitch dark cloak to push the sun down. She didn't speak a word of protest, but took her glorious cape of gold down, her eyes filled with sadness.

The moon raged over the sky, calling out its dark creatures from the land below. They grew from the earth to haunt anyone foolish enough to travel in the dark. A shadowy feline darted from behind a tree, as to capture and kill a small rabbit. It caught the poor victim by the neck, dragging it away into the darkness from whence it came. A silhouetted wolf howled an eerie call from a mountain peak, warning others of it's presence. Deer's heads and ears shot straight up as a black ghost of a bear charged them, hitting them with his mighty dark paws.

The sun hid in the lightest corner possible, hiding from her fears. She shivered to herself, fearing what the moon brought upon her once peaceful land.

A sudden shadow of a tiger pounced above the area she was taking refuge in, only missing the sight of her by a small amount. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. Her bright eyes dimmed as she was reminded of her curse once more, the curse of silence. She could not protest against the mighty moon, nor speak against his creatures. She was helpless until her cloak rose into the sky once more.

As the night grew darker and deeper, the moon claimed even more of her creature's lives with his own beasts. She wanted oh so badly to yell to him to stop, but the ropes the tied her mouth would not tolerate such an action. The sun remained hidden for the entirety of the night, as always. Her tears had only just started shedding as her reign was called up once more.

She rose to the sky, the moon mocking her with his voice as she sadly rose. Her eyes welled with fear and loss, wishing so badly for him to remove the plague he had set upon her. As he settled down to the ground, the sun illuminated herself the best she could. Her creatures moved out of their hiding slowly, checking every direction before putting another foot to the ground. They emerged finally, enjoying the sparse happiness while they could.

And in the sky, the sun mourned over them, creating a light rain.
She knew the cycle would continue for as long as her curse was on her.
And she knew that eventually, she would not be just barely missed by a shadow creature.
Eventually, like her own creatures, the black night of death would be upon her.

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Again, sorry for how odd my writing style is. Cx

xx morning | evening xx


The next generation, I suppose.
Story soon.

Listen to this as you read.
xx | xx

Morning ascended to the sky, her time arriving. Her majestic backdrop of cool, wet blues and whites entered the area around her, calling out for those sleeping to awaken. The sun and moon had long but had their quarrel, the sun finally falling to the darkness. She was killed quietly, but from her sprung another.

And so came morning.
Moon fell out of the sky later, being pulled down by death. Out of him came evening, one who had a heart more wicked than his father. He painted the sky blood red every day at his time, using what his father had killed to do so. He brought malicious beasts from the earth to gather more paint for his masterpieces.

Like her mother the Sun, morning was a peaceful being, only having hatred for one other being; Evening. She would rather hold the birds in the sky than throw them down. She brought the light, instead tinting the sky with the hopes of others. It seemed so much more honorable to help the beings of the earth, rather than to kill them.

But of course, to each are issued separate views.

Peace was kept between them for short years, held apart from each other by a smaller being named Kangrel. He wedged between them, acting as a barrier for their hatred of each other. They could not break through his walls, never did they see each other, only briefly when their time went and came. Her eyes would shoot as Evening's for just a moment, and then return to the sky above.

Their power, though, was much greater than Kangrel's. When they both entered a state of rage at the sight of each other, the strength removed the mutt from above, causing him to fall to the earth. And as he did so, all hell broke loose.

The two, Morning and Evening, fought for years upon years. Mornings were no longer a time of peace. Evenings were worse than they ever had been. Kangrel watched from the ground, staring into the heavens, wishing he could do something to at least cease their anger.

The only thing to do now, though, was wait for the sun to burn out.
And it did, for both of them.
They fell at the same time, arms still entwined from their fighting, scarred, wounded.
If only they knew what their unimportant issues caused.

And so is how the light from the world vanished.


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May not write here for a while more.
I decided my style isn't really what people enjoy to read when it comes to pet pairs, so I'll take my stuff elsewhere.

[nostalgiatech]

@Hachikō: what do you mean? Your writing style is fantastic! I'd love to see more of your writing sometime.

[aquamarine]

Solful xxx Starlet

Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again

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Once upon a star so bright
Two children laughed and played
They only came out during night
And never during day

Trouble was their middle name
They loved to play their little games

They bounced on moons, together as one
Forever sharing moments of fun
But growing up had to be done
One became a star and the other became the sun

Sol was banished to the light
Star continued to shine at night

There's still a special time of day
When the stars peek out, but the sun is still at play

A time when the dark of night is near
Listen closely and you'll hear
The sounds of Sol and Star together
Laughing and playing, forever and ever

~~~

Poetry is NOT fun -_-

[nostalgiatech]

Solful xxx Starlet

Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again

~~~

Once upon a star so bright
Two children laughed and played
They only came out during night
And never during day

Trouble was their middle name
They loved to play their little games

They bounced on moons, together as one
Forever sharing moments of fun
But growing up had to be done
One became a star and the other became the sun

Sol was banished to the light
Star continued to shine at night

There's still a special time of day
When the stars peek out, but the sun is still at play

A time when the dark of night is near
Listen closely and you'll hear
The sounds of Sol and Star together
Laughing and playing, forever and ever

~~~

Poetry is NOT fun -_-

Wow, that was nice to read. <3

[Wild]

Danny & Sam
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Dog/cs pet versions of two of the main characters from 'Danny Phantom' so you know their story just by watching it ;D

[nostalgiatech]

The Blind and the Terrible


Pet's name: Mini
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Pet's name: Villian
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I was almost glad she couldn't see the horrible villain within me.

Villian hid in the shadows, never to be seen. The guards patroled the night, searching for the treacherous dog. People and groups of people on the streets were shouting 3 words. 3 words over and over again. "Kill the villain!" they would shout, Villian resisting the urge to kill them also, among the many he had killed in his lifetime.

When dawn began, the shouting stopped. The guards suddenly went back to their homes. Villian could finally come out.

Villian wandered around the bare streets, ready to kill any person who would dare show his or her face. It was true, Villian was a villain. He, ready to destroy any being that came close to him, was somewhat lonely. But that could never stop him. When Villian would awaken to his monster inside, others would scream and cower in fear.

Villian kept on walking, never stopping. He eventually reached a village, nature dominant in pretty much everywhere. No one was screaming. No one was running away. No one was trying to kill him. They didn't even pay any attention to him. Villian liked it that way. But there was one person who was looking straight at him. A young girl, pale skin, and wearing a black hood. Her eyes looked distant and clear. And then all of a sudden, the girl started walking towards him, wearing a curious look on her face. Villian said nothing.
"Mister, why does no one look at you? Why do you look like a stranger?" the girl asked like she knew him, "and why do you look so lonely?"

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part 2 later. Anyone like?

[aquamarine]

Solful xxx Starlet

Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again

~~~

Once upon a star so bright
Two children laughed and played
They only came out during night
And never during day

Trouble was their middle name
They loved to play their little games

They bounced on moons, together as one
Forever sharing moments of fun
But growing up had to be done
One became a star and the other became the sun

Sol was banished to the light
Star continued to shine at night

There's still a special time of day
When the stars peek out, but the sun is still at play

A time when the dark of night is near
Listen closely and you'll hear
The sounds of Sol and Star together
Laughing and playing, forever and ever

~~~

Poetry is NOT fun -_-

Wow, that was nice to read. <3

Thank you <3 <3
I really like your pairing, the pets match the characters they play perfectly.

[wibeke]

That was so beautiful. I nearly cried.....

Late reply is late, but thank you. <3
Love your story by the way. Continue? ^^

Solful xxx Starlet

I don't really care much for poetry, but this was really good. ^^

[coco-kitten]

Little girl, won't you share with me your {m.a.s.k.}

Story?