[Jenn the Psycho]

I like poetry.... I'm terrible with stories though xP
viewtopic.php?f=57&t=713728 Theres some of my poems... I need to update it though :3

[zima.]

Woah......those are awesome!! I'm bad at poetry, but, wth the right muse, I honk I'm fairly good at story writing.

[Jenn the Psycho]

Thanks :3

[Jenn the Psycho]

C'mon? Anyone?

[wajas]

Su Name:
Pandora

Su Gender:
Female

Su Age:
Four years

Su Personality:
She tends to be shy around strangers, baring her teeth an hissing. She might even growl. Although, once she warms up, she playfully wanders around, looking at humans quizzically, not for dinner, but for a playmate. She once tackled a human in a walking gait, killing him. She didn't understand that her play mate was dead, so continued to play with him anyway.
The humans around the area thought of her as a murderer, which, in her species, is pretty much true. Although, she tends to eat smaller mammals than humans, preferring a quick chase rather than a stroll toward her prey. She would hunt down ten a day, lasting as a big meal. She usually hangs around the river, catching fish or other creatures with her emmense strength in her arms.
Even though she is mutated, her mutation gave her an ability her species doesn't have; to grasp, hit, hold, and bend things with the hands. She soon grew comfortable with the mutation, giving her an easy jog through the forest, swiping leaves and branches out of her way.

Breif History:
Pandora was born to a murderous mother, Paleo, and a shy father, Apollo. They raised her with assasin skills, and a shy, peacful lifestyle. She would hunt with the mother, learning useful tecniques to kill silently, and to relax afterward with her father. Even though she was born with a mutation her parents don't have, they still treat her the same. She would sometimes hug them with one or both of her arms, usually ending up with a lick from them. Even though she is suspected of being a cruel, murderous species, she is instead a kind, shy type of SU. Her parents moved on, so she was fighting on her own, in her own territory.

Story:
Pandora woke up with a grunt, heaving herself up with her legs and arms for support. She glanced over to the big pile of smelling, rotten, carcasses, mostly of small mammals; deer, fish, squirrrels, and various birds. She walked over to the pile, dragging out a buck with one of her arms. She then abbruptly dropped it, hearing the crack of the bones hitting the ground, and dived in. She kept on eating for ten minutes, enjoying every moment. She soon finished, and discarded the bones to another pile across the cave. She then took off, jogging outside for a qiute wake-up. She walked out of the cave, and walked into the cold, brisk, forest air. The forest had vibrant green foliage.
The crisp, dirt below her make cracking noises everytime she took a step. She soone spotted a deer, but didn't go after it. After all, she had just eaten, she didn't want to be stuffed. So she relunctantly walked along, feeling the cold air brush between her fur and legs.
Her arms moved plants and branches out of the way, and she soon saw the river. Its translucant water smoothly drifted past, making splashing noises as it hit the rocks and stones beneath it. She bent low, lapped some water, and ran through it, feeling the water splash onto her coat, making it wet. What fun! I suppose mother wounldn't really approve... she throught with a grudge. She soon stopped, and continued her path through the forest. After an hour, she had made it back to her cave, where she was raised, and her parents died at. Some human remains were scattered around the entrance, threatening off the humans.
Humans had rumors that had said she killed all of the humans that had walked past the cave within 1000ft. Everyone lived farther away these days, avoiding any contact with the woods. People always told their naughty children of Pandora, Paleo, and Apollo, who took away the bad children and ate them for dinner. Aboviously, to Pandora, that wasn't true. She only ate animals, and her parents ate humans. That was that. She didn't complain, nor did they.

[Jenn the Psycho]

Su Name:
Pandora

Su Gender:
Female

Su Age:
Four years

Su Personality:
She tends to be shy around strangers, baring her teeth an hissing. She might even growl. Although, once she warms up, she playfully wanders around, looking at humans quizzically, not for dinner, but for a playmate. She once tackled a human in a walking gait, killing him. She didn't understand that her play mate was dead, so continued to play with him anyway. The humans around the area thought of her as a murderer, which, in her species, is pretty much true. Although, she tends to eat smaller mammals than humans, preferring a quick chase rather than a stroll toward her prey. She would hunt down ten a day, lasting as a big meal. She usually hangs around the river, catching fish or other creatures with her emmense strength in her arms. Even though she is mutated, her mutation gave her an ability her species doesn't have; to grasp, hit, hold, and bend things with the hands. She soon grew comfortable with the mutation, giving her an easy jog through the forest, swiping leaves and branches out of her way.

You still have to add breif history and a story.

[wajas]

Okay, thank you for telling me. Editing it right now....

[Jenn the Psycho]

Your form looks nice ^^

Anymore people?

[Robbinwing]

sounds cool!

[DJ_X2]

Su Name:Iron Fist


Su Gender:
Female

Su Age:7 years


Su Personality:She can be scary at moments, when her temper rises. Deep down she has a sweet heart, and is lonely.


Su Breif History:She was born and given to a human, He loved her dearly, and never would let anything happen to her. When the Earh began to change he did too. He wanted to kill her, but instead killed himself. She was all alone after that. Her temper is her pain for her lost owner. She wishes only to not be so lonely anymore.


Story:I ran with all my might to get away. He came with a gun, Why would he kill me? I thought. He always was nice to me, then the earthquake happened and everything changed. He hated me, although I didn't understand. Running down a dark alley I stopped. My breathes were quick. My heart beat increased everytime I heard something. That's when he came running, ready to shot the gun. I shook in fear. I closed my eyes, sighing. This is the end...I thought. Then I heard a shot, but I didn't feel pain. I opened my eyes to see him laying dead. I whimpered, and nudged him. He was dead.


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