OOC: This came to me suddenly. It was about this time of the storyline that Raven was laying low from something, messing with things in the background as if
he didn't want someone to find him. I never said who because I was, as usual, saving it for a rainy day. Even though it isn't rainy, it's good
enough, plus I really don't want to push the censor TOO far with Raven's obscene way of getting his "point" across. God did I just put
quotes around a pre-emptive pun you won't see till you read like the rest of the post? And how the hell is point even a viable pun for penis? Shoot me
for my ignorant arrogance... please.
ANYWAY! I'll say right now the lead character of the pack I'm introducing as never appeared since his creation in probably mid '05, because of what he is and some rather large scientific leaps of faith that have to be taken even from storyline standpoint to believe he was real. I'll explain. Around that time I realize that god-creatures I was invented were overpowered and began limiting things about them. Save Raven as he was the central evil figure for... everything. The character with the least reasoning for doing some of the twisted immoral crap he does. I realized that from a character standpoint he should have just appeared and won as noone, not even the other symbionts are ready to fight him at this point. So I created some to fight him, to made him keep his head down. The only full bred Usinoid I will ever make. I created three groups back then. Sodalitas aka Russell's Warden. Servi aka Kane's (Kenji II) Warden. And the Otrium which I never explain much about. The where the only group at this time to fully understand the symbionts and what they were to any real degree. Al-be-it their solution was to eradicate the ones they felt threatened by. Their leader was a Bear, yes a bear, named Damon Ki. Middle aged meaning he was and will probably always be the oldest living character in this universe.
Just wanted to clear it up so it doesn't look like I'm arbitrarily adding an Ursinoid character in.
And when the hell is JC going to post again?
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"Of course he did, that doesn't mean you weren't talking to air." The boy smoothed the fur on his head red eyes blinking almost in enjoyment, "You know it's always irritated me how you have all this potential... yet waste it." He played with the fur on his cheek the same way he had just done his head, "I always thought Terran were the most self-destructive race. Then I came here." He sat down and rolled a pantleg up to his knee, examining Kenneth's leg and petting it gently, "As cute as you guys are you're collectively the most infuriating and flat out stupid race I've ever come into contact with." The boy pulled his tail around and started the same examination on it testing it all the way to where it entered his pants. He rolled the other pantleg up and stood up. "I mean, look at what you've got here." He pulled his shirt off off and tossed it aside. "Look at this kid. Any real person would give their left nut to save a kid like this. Any real mother would be insane with worry right now." He walked straight up to the cat, grabbing his wrist and putting Teralds hand on his chest, "Look at me you drunk piece of !$%%. I'm small, cute, brave, polite, have my whole life ahead of me." His red eyes glared daggers at Terald, "And you're too busy drinking to stop him from wandering into a warzone. Stop trying to get away!" The boy's hand was like a vice, the harder he pulled to get away from this... thing, the tighter that small hand gripped. "Feel it you son of a ##%##, feel my heartbeat? You're the one that's going to stop it. You and all the others that should have been there to save him." Suddenly the boy grabbed him around the waist and held on... he was hugging him. He could feel the warmth of the "Feel this? You'll never feel it again because you don't deserve his love. You're a horrible sibling and a horrible person, not because anything you couldn't stop though, oh nono. You choose to be this way. You make me sick. Me." He released the cat, letting him fall backward in shock. "Let me show you what kind of a person you're worse than. The kind of person you just threw you little brother into the arms of." The boy's face twisted into a grim joyful smirk, running his hand down his chest, "Soft, so innocent, so meek. How could you let this happen." He jerked the waistband of his pants outward and held up his hand, wiggling his fingers over the opening as if taunting Terald with what he was about to do to his brothers body.
*BAM*
A gunshot rang out, throw the boy's arm out of it's rather omnious positioning. Kenneth's voice suddenly letting out a high pitched scream.
With a loud thump an immense creature dropped from seemingly the sky itself and leveled a rifle on the injured Kenneth look-a-like.
ANYWAY! I'll say right now the lead character of the pack I'm introducing as never appeared since his creation in probably mid '05, because of what he is and some rather large scientific leaps of faith that have to be taken even from storyline standpoint to believe he was real. I'll explain. Around that time I realize that god-creatures I was invented were overpowered and began limiting things about them. Save Raven as he was the central evil figure for... everything. The character with the least reasoning for doing some of the twisted immoral crap he does. I realized that from a character standpoint he should have just appeared and won as noone, not even the other symbionts are ready to fight him at this point. So I created some to fight him, to made him keep his head down. The only full bred Usinoid I will ever make. I created three groups back then. Sodalitas aka Russell's Warden. Servi aka Kane's (Kenji II) Warden. And the Otrium which I never explain much about. The where the only group at this time to fully understand the symbionts and what they were to any real degree. Al-be-it their solution was to eradicate the ones they felt threatened by. Their leader was a Bear, yes a bear, named Damon Ki. Middle aged meaning he was and will probably always be the oldest living character in this universe.
Just wanted to clear it up so it doesn't look like I'm arbitrarily adding an Ursinoid character in.
And when the hell is JC going to post again?
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"Of course he did, that doesn't mean you weren't talking to air." The boy smoothed the fur on his head red eyes blinking almost in enjoyment, "You know it's always irritated me how you have all this potential... yet waste it." He played with the fur on his cheek the same way he had just done his head, "I always thought Terran were the most self-destructive race. Then I came here." He sat down and rolled a pantleg up to his knee, examining Kenneth's leg and petting it gently, "As cute as you guys are you're collectively the most infuriating and flat out stupid race I've ever come into contact with." The boy pulled his tail around and started the same examination on it testing it all the way to where it entered his pants. He rolled the other pantleg up and stood up. "I mean, look at what you've got here." He pulled his shirt off off and tossed it aside. "Look at this kid. Any real person would give their left nut to save a kid like this. Any real mother would be insane with worry right now." He walked straight up to the cat, grabbing his wrist and putting Teralds hand on his chest, "Look at me you drunk piece of !$%%. I'm small, cute, brave, polite, have my whole life ahead of me." His red eyes glared daggers at Terald, "And you're too busy drinking to stop him from wandering into a warzone. Stop trying to get away!" The boy's hand was like a vice, the harder he pulled to get away from this... thing, the tighter that small hand gripped. "Feel it you son of a ##%##, feel my heartbeat? You're the one that's going to stop it. You and all the others that should have been there to save him." Suddenly the boy grabbed him around the waist and held on... he was hugging him. He could feel the warmth of the "Feel this? You'll never feel it again because you don't deserve his love. You're a horrible sibling and a horrible person, not because anything you couldn't stop though, oh nono. You choose to be this way. You make me sick. Me." He released the cat, letting him fall backward in shock. "Let me show you what kind of a person you're worse than. The kind of person you just threw you little brother into the arms of." The boy's face twisted into a grim joyful smirk, running his hand down his chest, "Soft, so innocent, so meek. How could you let this happen." He jerked the waistband of his pants outward and held up his hand, wiggling his fingers over the opening as if taunting Terald with what he was about to do to his brothers body.
*BAM*
A gunshot rang out, throw the boy's arm out of it's rather omnious positioning. Kenneth's voice suddenly letting out a high pitched scream.
With a loud thump an immense creature dropped from seemingly the sky itself and leveled a rifle on the injured Kenneth look-a-like.
