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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby - poppeh » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:06 pm

{My muse just acctacked again.}

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Charlie & Nora

When we were little we sat on the couch watching Spongebob.
We shared our laughs, crys basically tons everthing.
I told you at the lockers that I needed you like Plankton needs the Krabby Patty forumual.
Our first kiss.
Then we had our sights set.
Until...

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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby Sonmi-451 » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:22 pm

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Locked Doors....................................Penelope......................................Shut Windows

Heaven is perfect, heaven is wonderful.
Or at least that's what Penelope was always told.
But even in heaven there are things to be hidden.
Even in heaven everyone cannot be trusted.
Even in heaven there are locked doors and shut windows, with secrets behind every one.
And even in heaven, those locked doors and shut windows and the secrets they hide
Can mean death.


Death really wasn't painful, Penelope reflected. One sharp burst, and it was over; her pride had been more hurt than her physical body because she had died in disgrace, a hated outcast. But in heaven, everyone was beautiful, everyone was perfect, everyone was the same. There was no conflict, because everyone knew everything about everyone, so their were no secrets. Or so Penelope thought.

She longed to take her mask off, as it just felt wrong, but her fear of the punishment - being cast out from heaven, never to return - was greater than her urge to rip the thing off her face. Taking a deep breath, she lowered her pink eyes and kept her gaze well away from anyone else's; in heaven people could read each other's minds with just one second of eye contact and thinking about breaking the Holy Rules was just as bad, with the same consequences, as actually disobeying them. It was interesting, she thought, that structure and rules - the same things that caused so many problems and so much restriction on Earth - were used to make everyone free in heaven. But she was just a lowly angel, one of millions, not fit to think about such things as the many paradoxes of heaven, and it was treason against the most holy and perfect Lord God himself if one were to think about such things. And there was another contradiction - you knew everything but were only allowed to think about certain things. Everywhere she turned hypocrisy was blatant, but she was the only one that seemed to know or care. Perhaps that was because she was, like always, an outsider, different, this time shunned for thinking about the unthinkable. It was the story of her life- and now apparently her death.

The first whisper she had heard in almost a thousand years tickled her ears and pulled at her curiosity, drawing her towards its source. The thought that eavesdropping probably wasn't smiled upon crept into her mind as she stood silently with her ear pressed against the door; however, the idea that heaven was based upon unity and all-knowing was being violated merely by the closed door, so she figured that her sin could be excused in the wake of the huge one she had discovered.

"We will die if we are caught!" a sharp voice murmured, and Penelope instantly knew who it was: Laviticus, the Most Noble and Righteous Chief of the Elders Council.
"No stupid angel is going to find us out; they still think heaven is perfect!" the sly, intelligent Marcus, the Most Noble and Righteous Overseer of Justice, shot back, and she could picture in her mind exactly what he looked like, the vivid image of his stunningly handsome, almost cruel, mask-hidden face filling her mind. Gritting her teeth slightly at the insult against her and all of her fellows, she resolved that she would listen to the best of her ability in the name of the justice of heaven. Although, with the Overseer of Justice being involved in the scandal, she didn't know who would deal out his punishment.
"Now, what we have to do is find some way to get rid of that old fool Aurelius..."

Penelope's eyes widened in horror as she listened to their plan; they were going to try to murder His Holiness Aurelius, King of the Angels, and then claim themselves Princes of the Angels in his place.
"Such treachery must be stopped!" she murmured to herself, then floated off silently to go expose their wrongdoing to all of heaven.


Sorry only the first half is done; my dad's kicking me off the internet. I would love comments on what's been written though. :)
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby . Delirium . » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:29 pm

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Locked Doors....................................Penelope......................................Shut Windows

Heaven is perfect, heaven is wonderful.
Or at least that's what Penelope was always told.
But even in heaven there are things to be hidden.
Even in heaven everyone cannot be trusted.
Even in heaven there are locked doors and shut windows, with secrets behind every one.
And even in heaven, those locked doors and shut windows and the secrets they hide
Can mean death.


Death really wasn't painful, Penelope reflected. One sharp burst, and it was over; her pride had been more hurt than her physical body because she had died in disgrace, a hated outcast. But in heaven, everyone was beautiful, everyone was perfect, everyone was the same. There was no conflict, because everyone knew everything about everyone, so their were no secrets. Or so Penelope thought.

She longed to take her mask off, as it just felt wrong, but her fear of the punishment - being cast out from heaven, never to return - was greater than her urge to rip the thing off her face. Taking a deep breath, she lowered her pink eyes and kept her gaze well away from anyone else's; in heaven people could read each other's minds with just one second of eye contact and thinking about breaking the Holy Rules was just as bad, with the same consequences, as actually disobeying them. It was interesting, she thought, that structure and rules - the same things that caused so many problems and so much restriction on Earth - were used to make everyone free in heaven. But she was just a lowly angel, one of millions, not fit to think about such things as the many paradoxes of heaven, and it was treason against the most holy and perfect Lord God himself if one were to think about such things. And there was another contradiction - you knew everything but were only allowed to think about certain things. Everywhere she turned hypocrisy was blatant, but she was the only one that seemed to know or care. Perhaps that was because she was, like always, an outsider, different, this time shunned for thinking about the unthinkable. It was the story of her life- and now apparently her death.

The first whisper she had heard in almost a thousand years tickled her ears and pulled at her curiosity, drawing her towards its source. The thought that eavesdropping probably wasn't smiled upon crept into her mind as she stood silently with her ear pressed against the door; however, the idea that heaven was based upon unity and all-knowing was being violated merely by the closed door, so she figured that her sin could be excused in the wake of the huge one she had discovered.

"We will die if we are caught!" a sharp voice murmured, and Penelope instantly knew who it was: Laviticus, the Most Noble and Righteous Chief of the Elders Council.
"No stupid angel is going to find us out; they still think heaven is perfect!" the sly, intelligent Marcus, the Most Noble and Righteous Overseer of Justice, shot back, and she could picture in her mind exactly what he looked like, the vivid image of his stunningly handsome, almost cruel, mask-hidden face filling her mind. Gritting her teeth slightly at the insult against her and all of her fellows, she resolved that she would listen to the best of her ability in the name of the justice of heaven. Although, with the Overseer of Justice being involved in the scandal, she didn't know who would deal out his punishment.
"Now, what we have to do is find some way to get rid of that old fool Aurelius..."

Penelope's eyes widened in horror as she listened to their plan; they were going to try to murder His Holiness Aurelius, King of the Angels, and then claim themselves Princes of the Angels in his place.
"Such treachery must be stopped!" she murmured to herself, then floated off silently to go expose their wrongdoing to all of heaven.


Sorry only the first half is done; my dad's kicking me off the internet. I would love comments on what's been written though. :)

This is so amazing please continue! :D
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby Sen507 » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:45 pm

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Bea sighed and watched gleefully while colors burst across the dark sky as the first fireworks went off. Akuji laughed and grinned at her widely. He picked up a crumpled soda can that lay beside him and took a long sip. Another burst of fire went off above them and Bea’s eyes shined with wonder. The colors shot out from an epicenter of fire and spread across the starry sky drifting down slowly to the ocean that lay before them. The beach was crowded and people had come from all around to watch the annual fireworks. Akuji saw Bea shiver and reached over to comfort her. She was not expecting this and whirled around startled when his hand touched hers. She let out a soft “Oh,” and laughed nervously then blushed when she saw she had knocked over her soda. The brown liquid stained the sand just barely missed her jeans. Akuji quickly jumped to his feet. “I’ll get you a new one,” he offered hastily brushing a lock of silky black hair away from his deep maroon eyes. He flashed her once last smile before running off toward the seawall. Sitting in the parking lot among other cars was a large fast food truck which had come for the festivities. There was no line. Everyone was on the beach enjoying the fireworks. The only person there was an exhausted looking attendant around the age of twenty. She was flipping through a large book paying no attention to the outside world though he could tell she would have rather been on the beach with the others. Akuji sighed and looked up at the shimmering moon above him listening to the muted explosions of fireworks and cheers of teenagers behind him. He put his hands in his jean pockets for warmth as an icy breeze ripped through the calm of night. Just as he began to approach the truck something else caught his eye. It was a small patch of flowers swaying gently with the breeze. They were posies. Bea was always telling him how perfectly those flowers matched his eyes. He grinned, the soda could wait. He stepped off the little seashell paved path to see the spot where the flowers grew. Suddenly he heard screams and had only seconds to react. He heard a soft thud behind him and whirled around to see a small cardboard object that had landed by his feet. It looked like a firework, but they were supposed to be in the sky weren’t they? He immediately saw the danger, the firework was lit on the end, its wick growing shorter as if counting down the last seconds of Akuji’s life. His own scream was the last he heard before the explosion.
When he opened his eyes he had to blink a few times before realizing he wasn’t dreaming. The sun was just rising over the horizon and the sky was painted a pastel pink as it often would be in the morning. The morning. Had just one night passed? The beach was empty, so was the parking lot. The beach was spotless, not a speck off litter left from the numerous partygoers he had seen before. What happened? His head hurt. How much time had passed? Then he looked down in front of him, the only thing that seemed to still be there, a pile of posies. Their petals were wilted and a soft film of mold was growing on a few of them but they were something he recognized. They were still there, so it couldn’t have been more than one night, could it have? Yet then why were they in such a sorry state? He convinced himself that he must have just tripped and gotten a concussion or something like that, he couldn’t think clearly. Suddenly Akuji saw someone in the distance. He squinted and feared his eyes were still deceiving him, the woman looked like Bea except for she was older and… different. She looked nearly thirty and her eyes were void of emotion, the smile missing from her face. Bea looked at the small sidewalk leading from the beach to the parking lot. It was empty as always, the beach didn’t get much traffic anymore. She looked directly at Akuji though could not see him. “Here, I brought you some more flowers, they’re the same color as your eyes,” she finished breaking into tears. Akuji watched her and whispered “My eyes,” at the same time as her, as he used to. He could not tell why she was crying. He reached out to grab her arm and comfort her yet his hand went through hers and suddenly he knew. Bea wiped a tear from her cheek and looked at the posies on the ground. She had brought a new bouquet, as she did every month. She had insisted that they be left for him to find. Even though she had been told often by peers that he was gone, she could not fathom this thought and waited for the day when he would return the posies to her. She sighed softly and removed the old and crumbling flowers to reveal a plaque, it read: In loving memory of Akuji Winters 1994-2011.

(And end crummy story here XD, oops did I just break the moment? Not that there was any sort of moment to start with. I got bored and decided to find two of my CS pets to write a story on. I don’t usually do romanticish stuff but I love writing ghost stories so this just sort of came to me when I was looking at the pets, hope people like and at least understand most of it since it was really rushed. This is the result of me being bored and wanting to do something with some of my dressed up CS pets. Maybe later when I'm feeling a bit less lazy I'll make it better.)
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby . Delirium . » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:48 pm




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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby Sen507 » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:56 pm

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Love it :D


Aw, thank you! :) I didn't really think people would like it but I've been meaning to post something here and those were the only dressed up pets I had that weren't based off some character in some real story so I just stared at them for like five minutes last night until I had an idea of something to post here. It was really rushed though (I wrote it in around 30 minutes) since I have to finish my history homework and homework should take priority over CS so I wanted to finish it as quickly as possible.
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby . Delirium . » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:58 pm

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Love it :D


Aw, thank you! :) I didn't really think people would like it but I've been meaning to post something here and those were the only dressed up pets I had that weren't based off some character in some real story so I just stared at them for like five minutes last night until I had an idea of something to post here. It was really rushed though (I wrote it in around 30 minutes) since I have to finish my history homework and homework should take priority over CS so I wanted to finish it as quickly as possible.

Wow, for 30 min that was amazing! You should definately write more stories! :D
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby iPawki » Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:59 pm

@Solfeggio; Beautiful story. <3 I really loved it o3o
@GigglePie: I think that that's a really perfect pair~ >D Wonderfully written story, too.
@● e r h y n ●; I agree with Whisper + Two, your stories are always great. :'D I loved it <3
@sionalover: Ooh, very interesting. <3 I liked it ^^

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Death [♂] | Lisa [♀]

{rêver, jusqu’à l’aurore— aimer encore, aimer le ciel...
aimer et fondre l’or, faire de la mort une immortelle.
}

The girl's expression was desolate, cold, almost empty. Through his eyes he saw her in her lunatic's form; she had fallen to madness, no doubt. Her hands were held upwards, her eyes lifted towards the skies and her lips parted slightly, pale and colorless. Her irises were clouded, as though she saw nothing in the world, her brain revolving only around her own murky thoughts. The child had some sort of thoughtful look on her face, as though she was thinking hard about something whereas the man could tell she wasn't.
She was lost (in her own mind, one might say). Death, hidden by the child's blindness, examined her carefully, tracing a finger across his lower lip and smiling lightly, as though amused by her lack of sanity. He would gather her soon, he told himself, but for now he could linger a little longer.
Lisa, the girl, the one looking at the skies, did not utter a single word. She saw no one... felt nothing, really. She'd thrown everything away and was on the brink of dying. The child knew what was to come, but she thought nothing of it. Her chin, quivering slightly, was thrust out towards the clouds. She was the madman, the lone fool who had lost reason long ago.
Death knew this; he examined his next prisoner with care, taking in every detail and aspect he saw.
She was a skinny thing, underfed and weary-looking. Tangled strands of red hair brushed her neck; her cheeks were lifeless, her parted lips breathing in the little amounts of air around her. She had no shoes on and the dirty brown dress she wore was tattered and worn down. She looked weak, and her eyes held no light.

Lisa was truly a peculiar child.

She began to move her feet, as though momentarily possessed. Her arms waved ever so slightly; she wasn't walking. She was dancing. No, that couldn't be right, could it? But yes, yes she was... her feet skimmed the ground beneath her, a serene smile having washed over her face. She seemed to have been caught in some sort of trance— then, unexpectedly, the child turned and Death revealed himself to her and she could see him... see something other than the obscure and abstract figures etched across her cruel world.
She knew immediately who he was, and what he wanted.

{mélancolie, par la porte opposée elle voit...
sa folie, qu’elle va jeter plus loin de toi.
}

Her eyes were clear and bright when she spoke.

"I'm ready now."

{lyrics from lonely lisa - mylene farmer}
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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby . Delirium . » Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:03 pm

iPawki wrote:
@Solfeggio; Beautiful story. <3 I really loved it o3o
@GigglePie: I think that that's a really perfect pair~ >D Wonderfully written story, too.
@● e r h y n ●; I agree with Whisper + Two, your stories are always great. :'D I loved it <3
@sionalover: Ooh, very interesting. <3 I liked it ^^

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Death [♂] | Lisa [♀]

{rêver, jusqu’à l’aurore— aimer encore, aimer le ciel...
aimer et fondre l’or, faire de la mort une immortelle.
}

The girl's expression was desolate, cold, almost empty. Through his eyes he saw her in her lunatic's form; she had fallen to madness, no doubt. Her hands were held upwards, her eyes lifted towards the skies and her lips parted slightly, pale and colorless. Her irises were clouded, as though she saw nothing in the world, her brain revolving only around her own murky thoughts. The child had some sort of thoughtful look on her face, as though she was thinking hard about something whereas the man could tell she wasn't.
She was lost (in her own mind, one might say). Death, hidden by the child's blindness, examined her carefully, tracing a finger across his lower lip and smiling lightly, as though amused by her lack of sanity. He would gather her soon, he told himself, but for now he could linger a little longer.
Lisa, the girl, the one looking at the skies, did not utter a single word. She saw no one... felt nothing, really. She'd thrown everything away and was on the brink of dying. The child knew what was to come, but she thought nothing of it. Her chin, quivering slightly, was thrust out towards the clouds. She was the madman, the lone fool who had lost reason long ago.
Death knew this; he examined his next prisoner with care, taking in every detail and aspect he saw.
She was a skinny thing, underfed and weary-looking. Tangled strands of red hair brushed her neck; her cheeks were lifeless, her parted lips breathing in the little amounts of air around her. She had no shoes on and the dirty brown dress she wore was tattered and worn down. She looked weak, and her eyes held no light.

Lisa was truly a peculiar child.

She began to move her feet, as though momentarily possessed. Her arms waved ever so slightly; she wasn't walking. She was dancing. No, that couldn't be right, could it? But yes, yes she was... her feet skimmed the ground beneath her, a serene smile having washed over her face. She seemed to have been caught in some sort of trance— then, unexpectedly, the child turned and Death revealed himself to her and she could see him... see something other than the obscure and abstract figures etched across her cruel world.
She knew immediately who he was, and what he wanted.

{mélancolie, par la porte opposée elle voit...
sa folie, qu’elle va jeter plus loin de toi.
}

Her eyes were clear and bright when she spoke.

"I'm ready now."

{lyrics from lonely lisa - mylene farmer}

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Re: Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

Postby Sen507 » Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:08 pm

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Love it :D


Wow, for 30 min that was amazing! You should definately write more stories! :D


Well, with all the timed writing I have in school I just write really quickly sometimes though only when I come up with good ideas. That story is as romantic as I can write, honestly, I normally just write ghost stories not sappy romantic ones but really that's all I could think of for those pets. Oh and I do have a story posted somewhere here on CS but I'm not done posting it or writing it and I don't bump it that often... I write a lot, I just don't post my writing often mainly since the majority of people dislike it.
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