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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 24, 2007 16:02:05 GMT -5
This is just a place to get useless RP jitters out, no story, just place for waiting for other RP's to progress or just have some fun with no reason! XD
The night wind is cold and blowing only softly, like a chill hand rubbing across your cheek. Psynomia lays in the tall thick grass of the rolling hills surrounding the area for miles only to be lost in the shadows of the great mountains that surround the valley to form a sort of bowl. The stars are clear this night, millions of them hover in black sky, ruled over by the Twin Moons, each full this night. Crickets chirp to create a calm atmosphere and frogs croak in reply.
Psynomia lays with her hands behind her head looking up at the stars, her fur bending the rytheme of the flowing winds. She pulls her cloak around her as the winds chill touch begins to get to her, but remains ( in hybrid form ) staring out into the night sky, mind lost in the vast nothingness of space.
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Post by Lynn on Mar 24, 2007 18:13:56 GMT -5
Calla hated the darkness. She hated not being able to see what was or was not in front of her. She wasn't even sure why she was out. Just that she was. So she continued walking, hoping to realize the reason soon enough for her to get home. That was when she heard rustling nearby. Calla looked around, turning on her flashlight and scanning it until it stopped over Psynomia. Damn. That was one big... animal-thing. Calla remained where she was standing, unsure whether or approach it or run away.
So, Calla remained, her flashlight rudely aimed directly at the anthro girl.
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 24, 2007 18:30:38 GMT -5
Psy looks from her back at the shining light in her eyes, covering her face with a hand, not being able to see past the source of the light.
"erm...can...can i help you?"
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Post by Lynn on Mar 25, 2007 1:19:47 GMT -5
"Oh! I... uh... didn't know you could talk," Calla replied, flipping the flashlight away and slowly approaching. "My name's Calla. Who're you?" She stopped short of the woman, staring a bit, unsure what to think... What did she think?
Calla was beginning to wish, actually, that she'd worn more. She was wearing a skimpy white camisole shirt and some tight fitting blue-gray pants. She was mildly cold out at night, though it seemed warm enough if not for the breeze.
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 25, 2007 1:25:04 GMT -5
Psy stands and greets Calla with a "Me-ow!" "I am psynomai....it is a nice to meet you human...Its a chill night...you cold?" Psy offers the her new skimpy friend her cloak, then sits back down in the thick green grass. "The sky is magnificent this night.."
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Post by Lynn on Mar 25, 2007 1:30:42 GMT -5
Calla blinked at the girl's abrupt outgoingness. She smiled, accepting the cloak and wrapping it around her shoulders. "Psynomai? I'll just call you Mai, then," Calla said and sat down next to the girl. "I haven't really stopped to look at it. I'm more of an earth person than a sky person myself..."
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 25, 2007 1:33:26 GMT -5
"The sky keeps me down to earth." It tells me much, how the next day will fair...your past and future perhaps if i ask, but i do not like to intrude in others..." Psy subconsciously swishes her tail and purrs, delighted to have company.
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Post by Lynn on Mar 25, 2007 1:48:45 GMT -5
"My past and future? I didn't know it was that powerful. I thought stars were just distant balls of chemicals and fire," Calla replied, loooking over to Mia. "You're ah... purring. Is that natural?" she asked, blinking. Calla hadn't met anyone who could purr. At least, not that she knew.
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 25, 2007 1:54:03 GMT -5
Psy laughs some "yes, when im happy it is. You havent met any cat hengeyokai before?"
gigles again "you know what they say, once you go cat you dont go back..."
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Post by Lynn on Mar 25, 2007 14:29:42 GMT -5
"No, actually I haven't. Ever," Calla answered, turning her face to the sky and scanning the stars. She remained silent for a few moments, the breeze toying with her hair. "So, how do you read that whole future-and-past thing. Is it easy?"
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 25, 2007 15:30:11 GMT -5
Psy looks to the sky "it takes time, and they tell me just enough to keep me coming back...i dont imagine everyone can do it...but the night sky just speaks to me..."
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Post by Croccy on Mar 25, 2007 22:30:14 GMT -5
And at this moment the sky was, indeed, speaking to Psynomia. Or screaming, rather. And this screaming was increasing dramatically in volume at an alarming rate, until it was very clear that this was not the sky's 'voice' at all.
The voice did not appear to be screaming at anyone in particular; it was just the kind of agonized yell of a freefalling man that one so rarely encounters in everyday life.
Then, silence. Only a few yards away, the origin of the voice had taken a rough landing, and was lying in what appeared to be an uncomfortable position, with his arms and legs facing directions they were not meant to face.
"Ohh... shit..." the man moaned, his words muffled by grass and dirt. His chin sank further into the earth with every movement. "Ohoho... shiiii-eeeht."
Covered in a dark, sticky translucent film, he slowly shifted each displaced limb into its rightful position, wincing. And then laughing. "Better than sex," he breathed as his leg snapped, crackled, and popped. He'd have only a few minutes before the pain set in, but damn.
His smile fading, he leaned over and vomited up a mass of gooey black fluid. Brr. There was a cold breeze here.
And unaware that there were people nearby, he breathed in as much of that cold air as possible, swallowing it down.
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Post by Lynn on Mar 25, 2007 22:39:38 GMT -5
Calla blinked at that particular moment the sky turned to screaming. "I think it's talking to us both," she told Mia. When the boy appeared, free falling from an undetermined height, and hit the ground, she started dumb struck. How could he be alive without a parachute? Calla leaped to her feet, turning the flashlight on and quickly covering the few yards to Sai.
"Better, eh? Looked a bit less orgasms than sex," Calla mentioned, grinning and shifting her weight to one leg and regarding Sai as her flashlight drenched him in electric lighting. "Who're you?" She glanced back, making sure Mia was still there with her.
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Post by TickleMeTodd on Mar 25, 2007 22:44:37 GMT -5
psy pratically shit herself, and jumped back, taking the form a full cat, smaller then your everyday house cat, but still retaining the simple crescent moon on her brow. She fallowed the human, looking at the young man only a few yards ahead with a curious " me-OW!"
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Post by Croccy on Mar 29, 2007 21:00:21 GMT -5
The man looked up, which was difficult, as his neck was covered in green-purple bruises. "Hey," he croaked, the same oozing black liquid leaking from his nostrils and running down his face. His eyes were a vivid blue, brought out by the red rawness of everything else.
"I... I disagree," he said, pausing to breathe. "That feeling... ya get... when you... get outta somethin'... really bad? ... Orgasmic. ... Ten times over."
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