Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Kore]

Two lives intertwined together.
Two loves woven deep in their souls.
One story to share
Of the love they both bear,
But that's where the sameness ends.
One story to split,
To fork off and to rip,
Leaving two tales to thrive or to rend.
It's not that the two tales are different,
Both stories have love that burns strong.
But while one can repair,
The other despairs
Leaving broken pieces behind.

Life can be sweet.
Life can be cruel.
There are so many paths one can take.

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((Not really anything poetic, just sort of an idea I've had rolling around inside my mind. I'm kind of strongly considering writing a story on it, but I still haven't fully decided on it yet. >_<))

That is amazing. ♥

Thank you very much ^-^ I honestly don't think I did too well on it, but I'm glad you liked it nonetheless. :3

[CaptiveLegacy]

Pal - Loyal Dog ---------------------------------- Billy - Human

A small boy walked out to his backyard, looking at the ground as his feet carried him forward, holding a few hand picked flowers that he found in his mothers garden. He sniffled, whipping his tears with the back of his sleeve as he walked towards a mound of dirt that was recently disturbed. There was a cross stuck by the head of the dirt, and in the wood was a name engraved; 'Pal' . It was a grave, the boys dog's grave.
The boy stood there, visibly shaking. He seemed confused about death as he stood there, wondering why Pal needed to go. Of course the dog was old, but he still had some time left. Sure, he couldn't chase after a ball as quick as he was younger, but he could still do it. The boy's hand then clenched, his eyes filling up with more tears. He got down on his knees before the grave, setting the flowers neatly down on the grave. His hand lingered there, toughing the soft petals of the flower. He fisted his hand, and chocked out his words, "Pal, why did you have to go? I didn't want you to be taken away!!" he cried, putting his head in his hands as he wept.

Pal watched his boy, whimpering as he watched his master with sadness. The dog didn't like seeing him distressed, he wanted him to understand.
The dog then smiled meekly, tears slowly going down his face. He watched the boy, looking at him with the same caring eyes that the boy gave him in his last days.
"Billy, listen please." the dog whimpered.
To his surprise, the boy quieted. The dog knew he couldn't hear him, and that it was just a coincidence, but he still needed to say what was needed.
"Its going to be okay, im fine." barked the dog, his eyes never leaving his master. "It was my time to go, and i'm at peace. I dont feel the pain no more." the dog quieted for a bit, a few more tears dropping. As the dog continued looking down at his master, a true smile appeared on his face, his tail slowly wagging --
"Im still here Billy, i'll always be here. And don't you worry, i'll have my ball ready for when you come."

[wind song]

Pal - Loyal Dog ---------------------------------- Billy - Human

A small boy walked out to his backyard, looking at the ground as his feet carried him forward, holding a few hand picked flowers that he found in his mothers garden. He sniffled, whipping his tears with the back of his sleeve as he walked towards a mound of dirt that was recently disturbed. There was a cross stuck by the head of the dirt, and in the wood was a name engraved; 'Pal' . It was a grave, the boys dog's grave.
The boy stood there, visibly shaking. He seemed confused about death as he stood there, wondering why Pal needed to go. Of course the dog was old, but he still had some time left. Sure, he couldn't chase after a ball as quick as he was younger, but he could still do it. The boy's hand then clenched, his eyes filling up with more tears. He got down on his knees before the grave, setting the flowers neatly down on the grave. His hand lingered there, toughing the soft petals of the flower. He fisted his hand, and chocked out his words, "Pal, why did you have to go? I didn't want you to be taken away!!" he cried, putting his head in his hands as he wept.

Pal watched his boy, whimpering as he watched his master with sadness. The dog didn't like seeing him distressed, he wanted him to understand.
The dog then smiled meekly, tears slowly going down his face. He watched the boy, looking at him with the same caring eyes that the boy gave him in his last days.
"Billy, listen please." the dog whimpered.
To his surprise, the boy quieted. The dog knew he couldn't hear him, and that it was just a coincidence, but he still needed to say what was needed.
"Its going to be okay, im fine." barked the dog, his eyes never leaving his master. "It was my time to go, and i'm at peace. I dont feel the pain no more." the dog quieted for a bit, a few more tears dropping. As the dog continued looking down at his master, a true smile appeared on his face, his tail slowly wagging --
"Im still here Billy, i'll always be here. And don't you worry, i'll have my ball ready for when you come."

Awh <3 How sad yet.. comforting c:
Really nice discription and expression.
I loved it T^T
And I like how different it is from the rest :'3

[Kingfisher]

Pal - Loyal Dog ---------------------------------- Billy - Human

A small boy walked out to his backyard, looking at the ground as his feet carried him forward, holding a few hand picked flowers that he found in his mothers garden. He sniffled, whipping his tears with the back of his sleeve as he walked towards a mound of dirt that was recently disturbed. There was a cross stuck by the head of the dirt, and in the wood was a name engraved; 'Pal' . It was a grave, the boys dog's grave.
The boy stood there, visibly shaking. He seemed confused about death as he stood there, wondering why Pal needed to go. Of course the dog was old, but he still had some time left. Sure, he couldn't chase after a ball as quick as he was younger, but he could still do it. The boy's hand then clenched, his eyes filling up with more tears. He got down on his knees before the grave, setting the flowers neatly down on the grave. His hand lingered there, toughing the soft petals of the flower. He fisted his hand, and chocked out his words, "Pal, why did you have to go? I didn't want you to be taken away!!" he cried, putting his head in his hands as he wept.

Pal watched his boy, whimpering as he watched his master with sadness. The dog didn't like seeing him distressed, he wanted him to understand.
The dog then smiled meekly, tears slowly going down his face. He watched the boy, looking at him with the same caring eyes that the boy gave him in his last days.
"Billy, listen please." the dog whimpered.
To his surprise, the boy quieted. The dog knew he couldn't hear him, and that it was just a coincidence, but he still needed to say what was needed.
"Its going to be okay, im fine." barked the dog, his eyes never leaving his master. "It was my time to go, and i'm at peace. I dont feel the pain no more." the dog quieted for a bit, a few more tears dropping. As the dog continued looking down at his master, a true smile appeared on his face, his tail slowly wagging --
"Im still here Billy, i'll always be here. And don't you worry, i'll have my ball ready for when you come."

This is amazing, it's so touching.

[studio killers.]

She was perfect and beautiful, the picture of high class
a lady of status

He was shunned and deformed, a lowly cemetery groundskeeper
a man of secrets

and yet she loved him.

[MigratingCoconut]

The "Star"

Pinnochio

When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are.
Anything your heart desires,
Will come to you.

"But I'm not a star..."

When you wish upon a star,
Your dreams come true.

[Rynn Zekio Zusha]

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The Joker ------The Evil Clown

Story?

Hahaha that is pretty freaking neat. I'm suprised I haven't seen it here before!

~ Rynn

[L0vey_D0vey_]

I am a first generation DaLibeanian. I am currently watching three magical beings, one is my own, and the other two are new arrivals. My plushie, pudding, has been with me since I was three and I was never going to give him up. The fairy and dragon i was caring for were recently abandoned and couldn't join the rest of the sanctuary, or be adopted yet. I was fostering them. The fairy's name was Issabelle the ice fairy, and the dragon's was spike, although he had feathers and no spikes...

Anyway, I was taking them for a walk to the coffee shop because pudding wanted some coffee. Issy(the fairys nickname) and Spike were tagging along to see the world and try to take their mind of "Child Abandonment". I was talking to pudding when a man about my age looked at me suddenly. "Is something wrong?" I asked him turning to face him. "No, well.... I just think it's weird that you have a ragged bat doll hanging from your pocket, and are chatting with yourself. Plus you keep looking around and laughing as if you were watching something funny, aren't you a bight old to play pretend?" He said staring at me as though I had dropped out of the sky. "humph, just like an abby(name DaLibean's called non believers) to think I'm crazy. Jeez, I mean can't a girl just walk to get her plushie a cup of coffee without being thought weird?" He was turning red in the face. "Abby? Did you call me Abby? and you can't buy a TOY a cup of coffee their not REAL!" He said raising his voice. I turned and let with my trio and he ran after.

(should I continue? For more info on the story look in my siggy!)

[mawsoleum]

xx

________________

I've got a gypsy soul to blame and I was born for leaving,
but oh, all that I know there's nothing here to run from.

Oh no what's this?
A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle, I can't feel my senses
I just feel the cold.

But If I could feel your fire reach for me,
flames draw high out to me, I'd tremble at you.

Oh my, are you the beast again, is it the violence you like?
Because I'm afraid of men with clocks for eyes, with suits for skin.
I was just trying to say something beautiful, something meaningful.

We live in a beautiful world, yeah we do.
...Yeah we do.



___________

Idk.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

And you will
see
how
the best survive,

we make an
art
of
staying alive.

If you do just as you're told,
these are streets of gold.

Bonus points for anyone who knows the song.