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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 6, 2005 21:16:20 GMT -5
"si seniorita" he muttered , awaiting his chace to stretch his wings
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Post by Zinroth on Mar 7, 2005 20:36:16 GMT -5
((I hope you don't mind me going ahead and doing the DNA injection, Amry. If ya do, swat me and I'll edit. Thanks ^_^;; ))
"rrg.. this one seems to be taking a bit longer.." Ame frowned, twitching her cat ears a bit in anxiousness.
Ryo wanted to try a different approach. Like the neck; that's how she had done Ame. She rose the hypo gun and eyed Kara over a few times, before sticking her and injecting. Once the vial was cleansed out of the liquid, Kara was carried to a cage in the observation room; one right across from Mel's. Ryo eyed the clock a minute; it read five till six. "My my.. almost six." She edged her eye over towards the two half-dragons.
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Post by Amry on Mar 8, 2005 19:55:12 GMT -5
(Puffectly all right. Geez, rereading this post it's awful prose-y...) Kara was unconcious. Yet, even then, she felt the pain.
The pain was like a symphony. The first movement was a slow ache, deep within her back; like being punched again and again, until all feeling was replaced by pain that spread deeper and deeper. The throbbing spread gradually down her arms and legs, curling into her chest, on and on relentlessly until it reached her head.
There, like the cymbol crash that heralds the melody, her entire body exploded in a wave of intense agony. The deep ache became sharp and acute, ascending and descending from her feet to her head, spreading more and more until it was too much even to scream.
Then, came the pinpricks. The kind that makes you flinch when it touches you, multiplied by ten thousand. First on the scalp, jabbing mercilessly, ripping out hair and replacing it with needles sunk in deep. The prickling, like the rest of the pain, began in one spot and spread, though this one stayed only in her head and hands.
Finally, the prickling ceases; then the explosions; until, finally, there is only the throbbing, receding forcefully, then gone.
Kara whimpers in her sleep, but does not awaken; she'll be out like a light until at least ten minutes after Mel finds conciousness. A good thing too; this way, she will not be the first to see what the scientists have done to her.
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 8, 2005 23:17:08 GMT -5
( Brilliant transformations you two)
Fang sat in his cage, popping his neck and knuckles, a dull click resonating off of the cage walls. He glanced up at the clock, reading only 5 till 6. soon he would have a chance to stretch his muscles, and escape the tedious madness of boredom
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Post by Zinroth on Mar 9, 2005 0:29:40 GMT -5
((Gracias ^_^; ))
Mel's mind wasn't all dreamless. She dreamt of the friends she'd never see again, of old past fights with them; she was currently in a fight with one of her closest friends.
And now, she'd never be able to say "I'm sorry" to him.
"She's got nothing to do with it!"
"She has everything to!"
"Shut up, Kiro, no one asked you!"
"No, YOU shut up, Mike!"
"You have no say in this, Melonie, you started all this!"
"I'm sorry, I don't speak stupid."
"Screw you!"
It was just some fight. Some freakin' fight.
But now, she saw them as birdies. As...
Kestrels?
And foxes?
What the heck?
She liked foxes, she liked kestrels, but what did that have to do with anything??? ~*~ Ryo sat, writing something down on a clipboard board, frantically writing stuff down as she glared into the moniter. "Hmm.. 204511 progressed extremely fast.." She jolted something down. The animals could wait another 5 minutes to be fre as the clock struck 6. Ryo was busy doing stuff anyway.. ((will edit later, RE/YGO RP start. ^^;;; ))
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 9, 2005 18:03:45 GMT -5
Fang eyed the clock suspiciously" Six on the dot....they're late.....they're never late...."He muttered, a slight bit of confusion in his eyes
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Post by Amry on Mar 10, 2005 18:29:31 GMT -5
(Danke schon. ;D)
Kara suddenly feels herself waking. Why? Some innate sense talls her it's too early, she should sleep more... but no, the pain, though almost gone, is enough to wake her.
Something it wrong! Her body screams at her. Something is horribly wrong! Get up! Get up! Get up!
No... she mumbles. A little longer... She covers her eyes with a paw, thinking of deep snow around a warm tree... Soothing thoughts...
Paw? Tree? What?
Her body has convinced her. She sits up.
For whatever reason, her eyes seem to be a bit... odd. Instead of color and shape, she sees movement. And she smells it too. Her nose twitches involuntarily and fills with a rapid succession of thoughts - Foxfriend, kestrelfoe, evilwoman, smell and fight and sleep... strangerlizard also wolf-friend, many friend and foe in the small metal room...
She trains her new eyes on her hands, and, having no other way to dscern what they are, flexes them. She smells quills and fur and sees two small hands, with thumb and fingers - but the backs are coated in quills, with tough undersides and sharp claws, designed for scaling trees. Moving her legs, Kara sees her feet are also clawed and fured, though not quilled. She realizes she will never need shoes again. Her upper legs seem to have grown longer, and her lower legs shorter, to aid in running and in climbing. Peering at the shiny metal floor and shaking her head back and forth, she finds her hair has been completely replaced by quills.
This information reaches the human side of her brain, and she cries out in terror, running her hands over her strange, hideous wolf/porcupine body. She curls up and whimpers softly, willing the changes away, but they stay. Slowly, her mind drifts into shock. Steady denial of her predicament filters in, until she is firmly convinced it's a dream. This realization helps her get a grip. Might as well get on with things.
She sits up slowly, and calls to Fang, Where am I? Or rather, where am I dreaming? Are you a friend, who makes the dream beautiful, or the one who forces a nightmare?
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 10, 2005 23:18:33 GMT -5
( Sprechen sie deutsch?)
Fang replies in an almost thespian way;" This be not a dream, but Nightmare, as thou hast so put it. But this dream is Neigh but the harsh reality of madman and victem. I do not make this reality, but play a small part in it."He called back, feeling sympathy for the poor souls who would have to endure this place, as would he, for the rest of their lives
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Post by Amry on Mar 11, 2005 19:56:21 GMT -5
(Ja. Du auch?)
Kara, still firmly in shock, sighs. A nightmare? Drat. She fiddles with a quill absentmindedly. I guess I should pinch myself... she smiles at Fang. G'bye. I'm going to wake up now, it's been nice meeting you. And she pinches her arm firmly.
Her claws dig in, drawing blood. But she doesn't wake up. Frowning, a little nervous, she pinches again, harder. The blood wells up again, but all she feels is pain. She tries other wake-up strategies; assuming her changes are the nightmare, she stares at them hard, trying to accept their "reality."
Still nothing. And then Fang's words come home.
AAAAAAAHHH!
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 12, 2005 14:56:10 GMT -5
(Ja. wie gehts ? )
Fang sat silently against the back wall, shaking his head. Accepting the truth was never easy in this situation; it never was, and never would be."Reality is never easy to accept"he muttered, sighing from boredom. It was 6:10 now. Had they changed the time of their release yet again?
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Post by Zinroth on Mar 13, 2005 1:27:04 GMT -5
((Due to my obessionitive (is that even a word?!) dislike over people seeing what I do beFORE I finish it I'll post when I finish my post. THANK YOU XD))
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Post by Amry on Mar 17, 2005 20:20:14 GMT -5
(Sehr gut, danke. Und du?)
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 21, 2005 18:13:02 GMT -5
( Eh, zozo (SP, excuse meh. my german is a bit bad =P )
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Post by Amry on Mar 21, 2005 18:48:57 GMT -5
(You got nothin' on me. My mom's always ragging on me about it.)
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Post by FangoWolf on Mar 23, 2005 17:09:29 GMT -5
( it's a very nice class though, cuz we can pretty much do whatever XDD )
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