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Has Animal gone offline? O.o
Theobromine said
I'm just so happy to be online while there's action taking place. *Throws confetti.*
I second this comment xD
Ebil Bunny said
Am I the only one who thought it was actually just an ugly looking scarf? D:
No I thought it was as weird looking scarf! Unlike the other smart peoples...xD
A tongue as a scarf...talk about random O.o That's a Pokemon? I think I only know the first series of Pokemon -.-' Like Pokemon Stadium N64 series xD
Destiny ninja'd me with that post xD Hope it still makes sense :P
Crash
Crash was just trying to figure out the safest way for him to transport these drinks when he heard an almighty thud echo over the music, he turned round with a frown seeing people shift out of the way of something. His eyes instantly sought out Kathy seeing her still stood by the dark haired student he allowed himself to push through the crowd and see what was going on. He pushed to the front of the crowd his eyes drifting to rest on the chaos in front of him, he saw Zivon stood next to a broken table an angry individual was stood threateningly over someone...on closer inspection he saw that Dani was laid within the broken pieces of table blood pouring from his nose. Crash didn’t know the two personally but his face hardened for a moment, he stepped away from the crowd. “Hey! What the hell is your problem?” He snapped at the angry guy, moving over towards the two. He grabbed a broken bit of table pulling it out of the way, shifting so he was half between Dani and angry man, facing Dani. “You okay?” He asked Dani concern apparent in his face as Zivon helped him up..
Crash was just trying to figure out the safest way for him to transport these drinks when he heard an almighty thud echo over the music, he turned round with a frown seeing people shift out of the way of something. His eyes instantly sought out Kathy seeing her still stood by the dark haired student he allowed himself to push through the crowd and see what was going on. He pushed to the front of the crowd his eyes drifting to rest on the chaos in front of him, he saw Zivon stood next to a broken table an angry individual was stood threateningly over someone...on closer inspection he saw that Dani was laid within the broken pieces of table blood pouring from his nose. Crash didn’t know the two personally but his face hardened for a moment, he stepped away from the crowd. “Hey! What the hell is your problem?” He snapped at the angry guy, moving over towards the two. He grabbed a broken bit of table pulling it out of the way, shifting so he was half between Dani and angry man, facing Dani. “You okay?” He asked Dani concern apparent in his face as Zivon helped him up..
I feel the need to intervene, would you guys be ok with that? xD
Driving Park said
Little Feather looks awesome.
Thanks ^^ Hopefully she'll fit in xD
Crash
Crash blinked at Kathy as she jumped, he retracted his hand rapidly and leant back frowning as he tried to hear her over the music. His eyes drifted to rest on her mouth as she spoke, he got the end of what she said the words being reinforced by her nodding. He looked up at the crowd as Kathy begun to move through people heading towards the bar he inwardly sighed, readying himself for a repeat performance of ‘Apologies’ and stepping on peoples feet. His face became a picture of concentration as he shuffled past people, avoiding peoples feet fairly well mainly because they were moving aside easier for him because Kathy was doing all the hard work in front of him. How many people are in here?
His eyes scanned the crowd for familiar faces, he saw Zivon and Dani not to far away, but he didn’t recognize anyone else. He didn’t catch Kathy’s glance in his direction, he was also looking at the peculiar lion sat at the other edge of the dance floor. Don’t be a shapeshifter...anything but that He groaned, looking back where he was going he slammed the brakes on as Kathy all but collided with another dark haired student.
He blinked in amazement at her lightning quick reflexes as she stopped the boy from losing the contents of the glass he was holding. He tried to hide a smile as she lifted her hand back off of the cup, he slid past her so he was able to reach the bar leaning over and grabbing a napkin he turned and offered it to her as she spoke to the other student. “Another?” He asked the dark haired student, noticing the punch bowl was a little further down the bar. He gave Kathy a small smile before without waiting for an answer he edged his way away from the pair and down the bar. Negotiating passage with the few students in his way, he was able to get there fairly quickly, whether it was a good idea for him to carry drinks...was questionable.
Crash blinked at Kathy as she jumped, he retracted his hand rapidly and leant back frowning as he tried to hear her over the music. His eyes drifted to rest on her mouth as she spoke, he got the end of what she said the words being reinforced by her nodding. He looked up at the crowd as Kathy begun to move through people heading towards the bar he inwardly sighed, readying himself for a repeat performance of ‘Apologies’ and stepping on peoples feet. His face became a picture of concentration as he shuffled past people, avoiding peoples feet fairly well mainly because they were moving aside easier for him because Kathy was doing all the hard work in front of him. How many people are in here?
His eyes scanned the crowd for familiar faces, he saw Zivon and Dani not to far away, but he didn’t recognize anyone else. He didn’t catch Kathy’s glance in his direction, he was also looking at the peculiar lion sat at the other edge of the dance floor. Don’t be a shapeshifter...anything but that He groaned, looking back where he was going he slammed the brakes on as Kathy all but collided with another dark haired student.
He blinked in amazement at her lightning quick reflexes as she stopped the boy from losing the contents of the glass he was holding. He tried to hide a smile as she lifted her hand back off of the cup, he slid past her so he was able to reach the bar leaning over and grabbing a napkin he turned and offered it to her as she spoke to the other student. “Another?” He asked the dark haired student, noticing the punch bowl was a little further down the bar. He gave Kathy a small smile before without waiting for an answer he edged his way away from the pair and down the bar. Negotiating passage with the few students in his way, he was able to get there fairly quickly, whether it was a good idea for him to carry drinks...was questionable.
Saqui Shikoba AKA Little Feather
A hand splatted onto the top step of the 9th level staircase, followed closely by another. Two dark eagle feathers followed by a dark haired head appeared over the top step, large seaweed green eyes indented into a painted dark skinned face appeared over the top step. She lifted herself up and flopped half on and half off of the landing at the top of stairs, huffing in exasperation. "Why so many stairs?" She exclaimed, pulling a sad expression. “I don’t think I can go on...maybe I should just let myself slide back down” She complained further. A large white lion walked up the stairs next to her shaking out his mane as he reached the top, he turned back to look at the girl crystal blue eyes dancing with amusement as he lowered his majestic head to nuzzle the girls face. Oh Little Feather... He grumbled, he reached over and gripped the back of her collar gently with his teeth pulling her onto the landing leaving her so she was laid on her belly. “I don’t want to ever see another staircase again” She muttered into the floor before she sat up slowly eyes scanning the room in front of her with anticipation.
"Alright Lion!" She exclaimed leaping to her feet, she was wearing a light tan colored dress thta had blue and white jagged patterns stitched in around the hemming and the edges of her sleeves, tassles hung from the bottom of the dress, she had no shoes on. "We can do this, let’s go in there and make some friends!" She clenched her fist, determination clear in her face. “We just need to march in there and talk to the first person we find” She continued her speech with vigor, buffering herself up nicely. Lion raised the ridge above his eye, as she spoke he walked behind her. “We will not be afraid...we will do this on the count of 3, are you ready Lion?” She rubbed her hands together, inhaling a deep breath. “1...2...2 ½...2 ¾ ...yipes!” She had begun her countdown strongly, failing as she tried to say anything but 3. At 2 ¾ Lion had rammed his head into her butt and projected her forward through the door, her feet scraping along the ground as she dug her heels in. “No! I’ve changed my mind, abort, abort!” She hissed, noticing people were looking at her as she was pushed into the room.No, you’re doing this Lion grumbled low in his throat, pushing her until she relaxed against his head.
Little Feather looked up at the ceiling, her eyes growing wide as she saw the spinning disco ball spraying funky colored lights around the room, her gaze shifted further up to the stars highlighting the ceiling her mouth had dropped open by this point. Lion moved to her side his ears flickering as he looked at her, he lifted a paw and jutted her chin up so her mouth closed. “It’s...its so beautiful!” Little Feather whispered under her breath, momentarily forgetting there were people around her as she looked down at herself, absolutely amazed by the little lights flickering across her skin. She grinned widely at Lion, a red glow appearing under the yellow and red lines on her cheeks. “What is that sound?” She asked him, she’d heard music before but nothing with so much...energy behind it, she could practically feel the chords from the guitar being played. Lion shook his head, looking around at the large amount of people here, he could feel them staring at him...as well as at Little Feather no doubt...what an odd pair they must have looked, a Native American Indian girl with a white lion casually sat next to her.
A hand splatted onto the top step of the 9th level staircase, followed closely by another. Two dark eagle feathers followed by a dark haired head appeared over the top step, large seaweed green eyes indented into a painted dark skinned face appeared over the top step. She lifted herself up and flopped half on and half off of the landing at the top of stairs, huffing in exasperation. "Why so many stairs?" She exclaimed, pulling a sad expression. “I don’t think I can go on...maybe I should just let myself slide back down” She complained further. A large white lion walked up the stairs next to her shaking out his mane as he reached the top, he turned back to look at the girl crystal blue eyes dancing with amusement as he lowered his majestic head to nuzzle the girls face. Oh Little Feather... He grumbled, he reached over and gripped the back of her collar gently with his teeth pulling her onto the landing leaving her so she was laid on her belly. “I don’t want to ever see another staircase again” She muttered into the floor before she sat up slowly eyes scanning the room in front of her with anticipation.
"Alright Lion!" She exclaimed leaping to her feet, she was wearing a light tan colored dress thta had blue and white jagged patterns stitched in around the hemming and the edges of her sleeves, tassles hung from the bottom of the dress, she had no shoes on. "We can do this, let’s go in there and make some friends!" She clenched her fist, determination clear in her face. “We just need to march in there and talk to the first person we find” She continued her speech with vigor, buffering herself up nicely. Lion raised the ridge above his eye, as she spoke he walked behind her. “We will not be afraid...we will do this on the count of 3, are you ready Lion?” She rubbed her hands together, inhaling a deep breath. “1...2...2 ½...2 ¾ ...yipes!” She had begun her countdown strongly, failing as she tried to say anything but 3. At 2 ¾ Lion had rammed his head into her butt and projected her forward through the door, her feet scraping along the ground as she dug her heels in. “No! I’ve changed my mind, abort, abort!” She hissed, noticing people were looking at her as she was pushed into the room.No, you’re doing this Lion grumbled low in his throat, pushing her until she relaxed against his head.
Little Feather looked up at the ceiling, her eyes growing wide as she saw the spinning disco ball spraying funky colored lights around the room, her gaze shifted further up to the stars highlighting the ceiling her mouth had dropped open by this point. Lion moved to her side his ears flickering as he looked at her, he lifted a paw and jutted her chin up so her mouth closed. “It’s...its so beautiful!” Little Feather whispered under her breath, momentarily forgetting there were people around her as she looked down at herself, absolutely amazed by the little lights flickering across her skin. She grinned widely at Lion, a red glow appearing under the yellow and red lines on her cheeks. “What is that sound?” She asked him, she’d heard music before but nothing with so much...energy behind it, she could practically feel the chords from the guitar being played. Lion shook his head, looking around at the large amount of people here, he could feel them staring at him...as well as at Little Feather no doubt...what an odd pair they must have looked, a Native American Indian girl with a white lion casually sat next to her.
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