Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

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[ the sickly beautiful ] && [ the naïve ]

i hold on so nervously to me and my d r i n k
i wish it was cool in me
but so far has not been good
...and I feel awkward as I should
this club has got to be most pretentiously

She was beautiful. Her smooth, bronze skin seemed to glow in the light, and he could not take his eyes off of her. her hair looked like caramel silk, laying just perfectly. She was moving toward him, he could see this now. He was inexplicably drawn to her, and he held his drink with such a grip that it was surprising that the glass did not shatter. "Would you like to take a walk?" She asked. Was she talking to him? Yes, it must be, for she was looking straight into his eyes. He wanted to reply, but his throat seemed to close, and his brain could not form any words. He nodded, and with a struggle replied, "Oh - oh, um, y-yes!" With the eagerness of a child. She put her finger on his back, leading him through the crowd, away from the music and people outside.

well I'm not paralyzed
but I seem to be s t r u c k by you...

She spoke first. "I couldn't help but notice you, you seem.. different." He raised his eyebrow, perplexed and still dazed that she was talking - talking to him! "Um, oh! How so?" He asked. Her fingers traced a pattern on his back, and she replied with her sultry voice, "Well, for starters...." - she had trailed off, and he felt the pain in his side. Crying out, he dropped his drink onto the sidewalk, and looked into her black eyes. He was choking - choking on his own blood. She held the knife until she was sure he was done for, and smiled.
yeahandsothejokesonyou

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{ trrillalipadip, i have no idea what this rambling is. |D" }

[Khefri-Sun]

;;goddess x Bhane

{i used to rule the world
seas would rise when i gave the word
now in the morning i sleep alone
sweep the streets i used to own...{

Some say it wasn't far for the goddess to fall. With beauty, comes danger. However, with beauty, power, and wits, comes immense and imminent danger. Not to mention she was a woman. No woman had ever sat on the godly throne of Rhome in the past. No, it was blasphemous to any god that had ever fought for the right to be, well, just that.
A god.
Goddess was not the word of a ruler. It was the word of the helper, the one in the background, the one with no real power. Just an ornament, a plaything for those who liked to set a stage. Maybe it wasn't her beauty, wits, or power that was her downfall, but rather her ambition.
So when they finally tore her from her seat of power...
{bloody, broken, barely breathing}
...to be thrown down upon the world of the mortals, goddess was...
{alone. friendless. hunted.}
Any god who she had ever caused discomfort or loss of pride would now be chasing her. She didn't have much hope really.
That is, if the mortal Bhane hadn't found her first.
It definitely was not love at first sight, but it was a start.

{i used to roll the dice
feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
listen as the crowd would sing
"now the old king is dead! long live the king!"{

Random story that popped in my head while I was dressing up goddess. e.e
Song is Viva la Vida by Coldplay.
/rubbish writing xD
-Khe.

Awesome song, awesome story. :) "It definitely was not love at first sight, but it was a start". I really like that sentence. ^^

Wow, thanks a lot! <3 :')
-Khe.

[nostalgiatech]

Roeja ~ Tye

She was pretty, a small but beautiful complexion of contrasting tones. Her eyes would reflect the radiance of her appearance. But if you looked closely, you would see a madness that could not be measured.

Roeja was kind of sad, really.

Roeja wasn't a smart girl.

The day she met Tye, her heart jumped. She had been expelled from yet another school. Rejected once again. She was pretty and witty, but she could never think ahead. When she met Tye, at her new school, she instantly fell in love.
Tye couldn't see her true feelings. Time passed, they remained friends. When Roeja once again moved schools, Tye followed.

Roeja wasn't a smart girl.

Later in their teens, they got into all kinds of trouble. It started when Roeja had persuaded to Tye to steal a car, to see what it was like. No license, under-age. After that, they got into all sorts of bad things.

Roeja wasn't a smart girl.

3 years had passed, and their foolishness had now paid off worse than anyone would have thought. Roeja stood there, looking down at Tye's grave. "Your funeral", she would say to him when he would do something reckless. She didn't think that she would attend his funeral, only three years after those very two words. Relatives and friends of Tye would weep in their sorrow and grief. His little sister would lay flowers on his grave.

Roeja laughed her heart out.


She was pretty, a small but beautiful complexion of contrasting tones. Her eyes would reflect the radiance of her appearance. But if you looked closely, you would see a madness that could not be measured.

Had this little thing in my cranium for a while now. I don't normally write stuff like this, but i might as well give it a go. I wanted to keep my writing simple, because i hate writing long posts more than reading them.

[ringo,]

Jade & Zarek


I watched her--her tail swinging back and forth, her eyes glimmering in the sun, and her beautiful legs walking toward me. [color=#FF00FF]"What are you staring at?"[/color]"she barked, glancing almost glaring down at me. Before I could answer she said, "Go back home, twinkle toes." she then trotted off into the ally as she always did--I laughed, and stepped back a few steps then turned, and ran off to my house.

He was watching me--I mean....he's a stalker and a house pet--and a twinkle toes. I growled then laughed to myself, then walking over. "What are you staring at?" I barked, glancing down at him, a small growl coming out. He was too wimpy to say anything I guess, so answered for him "Go home, twinkle-toes" I say, then trot off onto my street. I heard him laugh, then go home *[color=#FF80FF]Like a house pet* I thought, and jumped onto a trash can

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[Steffi.]

Wow, that was really good. Another great pair and story from Steffi.

Steffi... Oh my goodness, you are such a gifted author.
As stated above, yet another gorgeous story from you. ^^

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n_n Thanks both. <3

[TheWhiteWolf]

Jacob (M) and The Thief (F)

Story later?

[Lizzy<3]

Jenna XXXXX Marcus

(from marcus's point of veiw)

I watched her walked down in the halls in school, she was beautiful. She had a face of an angel. Why would she fall for someone like me. She did not seem to be on earth. Her mind was elseware. She would stumble everytime i looked at her i thought it was cute. She would spaz when she saw me and i would just chuckle and walk away. I saw the sadness in her eyes some days when I ignored her. I would make fun of her because i did not want to lose my 'friends'. They all hated her but somewhere in my heart i could not find myself to say the words. I tryed to get close to her so i dated her best friend. But that was a mistake. The day i died was the day she said she was over me. I stared at her in shock. She liked me? The girl from my dreams accully liked me? I blew it. My world crumpled down in front of me. I had lost my chance and there was no getting it back. All those times i made fun of her, the time i dated her best friend? All those times just pushed her farther away not pulled her closer. I wanted her in my arms but she was far away. She used to speak my dumb langue but now? Now she is a totally different person, she is smart she is even more beautiful. Worst of all she not in the clouds anymore she back on earth, even farther from me.

[vinyl]

"M-Manthus...?" Mindii cracked the door and stared into the darkness of the hospital wing. She headed inside,holding a lantern in her mouth,a dim candle huddled inside. She walked along,looking at the pure white dog beds as she went. Some had pets curled up inside them,but most were empty.

She knew she'd reached him the second she heard her brother's sharp,jagged breathing. Mindii turned slowly and approached,setting down her lantern on the bedside table. Manthus looked horrible. His eyes were shut tightly,as if in pain. Foam dripped from his muzzle and onto the bed. His entire torso was wrapped in bandages,and he had one covering one of his eyes. She turned her head away from him and closed her eyes. Mandii had been told that Manthus had been mauled by an escaped pet from the pound. A single noise interrupted her thoughts. She felt a jolt in her stomach,and slowly looked out of the corner of her eye. Manthus was right behind her,his teeth clenched in a snarl. Mandii's last thought was Am I going to die?
And then everything went dark.
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Mindii woke with a start. She lifted a paw to rub her cheek,it was burning with pain. She let out a low groan. She stared at the ground. It was a dirt floor. Odd... she thought. The floors in her owner's castle were never like this. Unless... her eyes opened wide. Oh no... oh no no no no no! Not good! NOT good! I'm in big trouble! She was panicking. Pets were never sent into the dungeons,that was where.... she stopped that thought. No. She couldn't think about that now. She shook her head and proceeded forward. The latches on the doors here were broken. She could get one open.
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((Should I bother continuing?))

[Zeee]

The wind blew swiftly through my ice-cold hair, swerving through my bangs furiously. The pin had come out, and my hair was no longer in a ponytail. The snow crackled beneath my feet, and within my cozy, warm jacket I was sweating unbelievably. I took it off and all that was left was my bare fur. Afterwards, the snow picked up and the wind spun, so I had frantically put it back on without freezing. The cold winter snow stuck to my low-strung boots as the snow was deep enough to cover them. Freezing snow was seeping into my boots. Carey had came beside me as I was kicking the snow out of my boots, and startled me enough so that I had fell into a small ditch. "Hey!" Carey giggled as she helped me out of the ditch and back onto the road. I swept to the other foot and surely enough when I pulled it off, snow came out. But my sock did too. "Wow. Have some boot with your snow." I laughed even though it wasn't funny; it's just like, 'Have a little coffee with your sugar,' or, 'Have a little fry with your ketchup.' Either way, she thought it was funny and she always got depressed when I wouldn't laugh at her jokes. "Well," I noted. "It seems I can't have a little boot with my snow. Everytime I step I get one foot of snow in my boots. And that is more than my boot can handle." We both giggle. When I turn to Casey after a brief moment of silence, she isn't there. I supposed that she had just left; obviously, Casey gets bored way too easily.
But when I turned around to see if I could still see her in the distance, there was a man. A blue-furred man with green, sharp hair. I couldn't make out his face or eyes. But his expression was awfully evil like...

Next thing I know, im stuck in a broken-doored truck, in a ditch. "Hello?" I whisper frightenedly. A voice whispers from what it seems to be nowhere,

"Hello..."

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[Wildmagic_warrior]

There were flowers at my funeral.
Orchids. Purple orchids.
I liked that.
Everyone I knew was there, too.
Even Henry.
I hadn't thought that he would come; after all, we had been arch enemies for years.
I wasn't quite sure why I was watching my own funeral, but then again, death was nothing like I had expected.
I never saw it coming, for one thing. Nobody anticipates an explosion in their laboratory.
It hurt for a while, but then I sort of... woke up.
And the pain went away.
I couldn't stand to see my life's work go up in flames, so I stood up and walked off.
I saw my body behind me on the floor, covered in blood and broken glass, but I felt somehow detached from it.
A door that didn't exist opened before me, and I stepped through into what looked like a museum.
The door shut and vanished and just like that, my life was gone.
I wandered through the galleries of the museum for a while, wondering if this was my life flashing before my eyes.
The exhibits all centered on me, or on people I had known.
I saw my mother and father for the first time in my life, and a painting of the fire that killed them.
I saw a younger version of myself, dressed in a stiff uniform, as well as a picture of the orphanage where I grew up.
I moved quickly past the exhibits, pausing to smile at a rack that displayed my first lab coat before moving on.
turned a corner and saw something that stopped me dead in my tracks.
It was a machine that cast a flickering beam of light onto the wall, and in that light was a room.
It was as if someone had trapped the world inside a whirring black box.
I reached out to touch the beam of light and suddenly found myself in a church during my own funeral service.
I looked around, shocked, but it didn't seem that anyone could see or hear me.
There were flowers at my funeral.
Orchids. Purple orchids.
I liked that.