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Post by isilzheha on Jun 25, 2009 16:40:56 GMT -5
Iza.Namii [/size][/font] ' ' The humans. The kids. Too many. Way too many. I trotted forth, a certain jerk to my movements as I went along. What else to do? What am I to do? Where am I? I flicked a tattered ear, head jerking as I looked at the entrance gate of the carnival. It was just opened for the day. The rides were going. Up and running. I didn't care for this. What to do? I flicked my dirty, matted tail, my thin, unhealthy frame moving forth. There was a certain grace to my movement, but it was gone in an instant as I jerked this way and that. I had followed a family in here when the gate opened for their entry. The human behind the glass had tried to shoo me away, but I would not be gotten rid of that easily. My tattered pelt clung to my large frame, the edges frayed, the colors dull and ruined. I didn't care. Who cared about me? Nobody really took in my appearance and went out of their way to talk to me. My scars could be seen, the result from my brother. My brother. The demon dog from hell. My crania jerked as a scream sounded to my right. Was that me? No, couldn't be. My dark hues were wide, distant orbs planted within my head. I watched the giant wheel move in place, the humans eager to get on. Why would they get on something that scared them? Humans were amazing, but the least of my worries. I moved silently between their legs, many seeing me a split second before I jerked past them. The screams of delight and deep down fear echoed around me, racking off my brain. My ears were perked forth, trying to catch their sounds. They were annoying, these humans. I turned this way and that, moving down the area where the humans gorged on sugar on a stick, basically. I watched them all without really watching them. I slipped between two stands, into the darkness I went where the humans never would go. Where they couldn't fit their bloated forms. I could. I could. That was because I hadn't a single bout of fat on my bony frame. Okay, I wasn't that bony. I had muscle. Whatever. If my brother was here, he couldn't fit through there. He would be too fat off his hunting expeditions. Stupid him. I snarled to myself, body trembling with the thought of the brute. He did this to me. He was to blame. I began to laugh, then. Hysterically. There was a crazed glint in my eye as I laughed. I was unable to stop. I sat back upon my haunches, scarred jowls parted as I laughed uncontrollably. My body shook with it. I came to a hiccuping stop, eyes half-closed. I took in the scents of sweat, cotton candy, and various other things as I peered from the darkness. I flicked my tail. The thing moved in the corner of my eye, and I jerked, head turning. I fell against the stand, growling. My tail. It was only my tail. Hey, it had moved. So? Lots of things moved, and you didn't snarl at them. So what? I growled, and moved from the space. A human man glanced at me and pulled his sympathetic wife away.
' ' Poor baby. Flea-bitten and tired, weary and hungry. Why not take her in? Look at that murderous look in her eye, honey. She would bite you the second you got close. Of course she would. She's just a savage stray, like so many others. I jerked around another stand. They would just crumble my world inside my thinkbox. They would sooner burn it than preserve it. I can't have that. Oh no no no. I flicked my tail again and moved to the center of the carnival, knowing this was where the humans went the most. They moved to and fro, their offspring jumping up and down excitedly as they stood in line. The bustling crowd never dispersed. I knew this was where they frequented the most...so why did I continue on, shoulders jerking as I tried to not touch the humans? Their skin was like poison. I must look a mess, surely. Did I care? No. It was then that Isilzheha flashed within my mind once more. His snarling facade brushed past my thoughts, clouding my mind. I stopped suddenly, and whimpered, curling into myself. I tried to block him out. My eyes closed, and I began to run from him, running just out of reach. I was still faster than he, no matter how hard he tried. I ran into the doorway and slammed it in his face. I could hear him snarling, growling, commanding me to open it and let him in. He couldn't break it down. Nobody could. I didn't allow it. Subconsciously I began moving again, stopping against a shooting game for prizes. My eyes were open once again, and the humans walked past, but I did not see them. Their sounds fainted into a dull roar, their sounds muffled. I could hear my own frantic heartbeat. I had escaped the demon once more. My world was paradise, the trees full in their branches, the flower beds bright, the grasses vibrant. I was at peace here. I was floating. Nothing could touch me. Nothing. I trembled with the pleasure of my paradise. My world. My world. The place I created. The place that would never betray me. A place where I was eternally alone. I perferred it that way. I was untouchable. I was a god. The creator, the all powerful.
' ' I smirked at the thought. I was pleasantly aware of Isilzheha's snarls drowning out. They died, dissipating into a soft humming sound. It was then that I looked through the window of my worlds and saw the face of the child. A curious look was on his face. It was like a lucid dream. Wait. No. This child was taking a step toward me, a grin pulling his lips up. No! He couldn't come near. He is an apprentice of that demon. That spireful brute. He would only crumble my world and laugh as I cried in dispair. I couldn't rebuild this...this paradise. It wasn't to happen. The sounds of the carnival crashed upon me, the screams of delight and the melded voices. The scents of sugar and hot dogs washed away the pleasant scent of the flowers. The child came closer, and I stood in front of the doorway to my realm, back against it as I tried vainly to protect it. A rumbling started deep in my scarred chest, eyes shadowed as I watched the pup of the humes come closer. He was the only one so far that would want to touch my hideous self. Then the snarl errupted from my throat, and the human ceased. He was too close...too close. I jerked forward, snapping my incisors forth, preparing to leave this child wounded. Show him what happens when he comes too close. But then the parent jerked the kid back, and my teeth clipped air. I shrank back, snarling lowly, deep in my chest. Too much attention on me. Too much! I began hyperventilating, hearing my own heartbeat in my ears. I wanted to move, but I couldn't. If I did, they would see the door and destory it. Wouldn't they? Yes, they would. That's all they were good for. I let my ears fall back as I heard the child protest. 'But dad! Why can't we take her home? She looks so sad and hungry...' 'She's a stray. She's more likely to bite your fingers off than take food from you. Come on. We don't have time for this. Let's go ride the ferris wheel.' The child forgot about me in an instant. Good. I didn't need that attention. I had too many run-ins with the animal control humans. They were not for me. So when the son and father left, I slipped away from the game, pushed back into my gloomy, ominous reality. I watched over my shoulder, eyes flitting this way and that each time a human came too close. When they did, I flashed my blood-stained, yellow fangs, and growled. They generally kept away from me. I needed to get out of here. Why had I come here? Someone is likely to pull out their little devices and summon the animal control. I jerked to the right, slipping once more between two stands pushed against the large gate surrounding the lively carnival.
' ' I stopped and turned, trembling with my recent bout. I wasn't scared, no. I was hungry, sure, but that's not the reason I was shaking. It was the simple fact that I came close to shedding some blood. I generally didn't do it, but this was necessary. Yes, it was. I watched with wide, unblinking eyes as the humans passed along my hidden shadows, but did not see me. They paid me no heed. Just as well. I preferred it that way. When I was certain none would step forth and disturb me, I slipped back against the fence and lay down my starved form. I let my head rest upon my paws, and I drifted off into a light, dreamless sleep. Beware those that try and get close to me. I'm in a downward spiral, and there's no salvation in the end of this.
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Muse;; Eh... decent. Medium-High.
Thoughts;; Finished. Open to whomever can handle Izanamii. ;]
Word Count;; 1,616
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Post by mismatch on Jul 11, 2009 14:37:27 GMT -5
 My nails clicked agaisnt the asphalt as I made my way toward the wonderful scent of human food. I really didn't know or care where my brother was right then. It just wasn't something that came to mind, after all he;d only comvince me out of getting something to eat. I slowly walked toward it's gates and heard a child giggle at something. Maybe me. I didn't mind. I never had had a fear of humans. I really don't understand why anyone would fear them. They're stupid and give you food for lounging around. The human at the desk tried to shoo me away, so I got up and turned around. Why? I was just going to make it easier on myself. I sat behind a tent, out of view of the human's line of vision and then I barked frantically. My kind normally didn't bark. It just wasn't in their nature, but food was. I liked food, especially human food, so it would be fine. My loud bark began tos ound threatening and I heard the man's foot falls. I ran. I'd be u-turn around and make my way into the park before he even got back. It didn't sound like he was to intent to go back to standing in the tent anyway. My tail wagged slightly as I made it inside. The man was no longer there to shoo me away as I entered and the entrance was completely unguarded. I wouldn't be surprised if some humans tried to get in while the person at the front was gone. The colorful lights of the carnival lit everything up beautifully as I made my way toward where I smelled meet. Mytounge lolled out of my mouth as I made my way foreward and my tail wagged slightly, making me, the canine that looked like a wolf, friendly. Hey, I may have not of been the most street smart food around, but I knew how to scavenege. A small human boy pointed at me and called out. I walked right over to him, laid down at his feet and started whining. The human's parents looked cautious, but sympathetic. "Come on, get away form the dog, sweetie." "But mom, it looks hungry." "your mom said get away from the dog,so how about we go on the ferris whell?" "Ok!" And his parents started to turn around. He instantly pulled out his last bite of a hot dog and dropped it on my paws before running off after his parents. I smiled a bit before devouring the morsel and moved on. I found no need or want to stay at one place. I'd find more if I moved out. I'd find more kids that way. If anything in my life, I learned kids of dogs. Parents don't. Makig the parents feel bad was the only way to get human leftover, even if I think I deserved the entire meal, but oh well. The food here was good. I was happy with just small bites her and there. A heard a child protest about a stray and my head turn it's way. I began to pant and trotted over, acting friendly...Then I scented it...Another canine. My head turns, my ears perked up and I stared in the direction it's scent seemed to go. I bound toward where I thought it was, curious, my tail swaying slightly behind me. It wasn't like I was in a hurry to meet someone, but more so to get to whomever it was before the trail got buried in that of all of the humans' smells. I got close tot he fence that had held my out before, just another part of it and soon saw another canine. A hungry, dirty, starved looking one. It was resting. My head tilted slightly,confused. How could you sleep here?I slowly slipped out of between the stands the other was next too and made my way back to the food court. There I sat and whined. Sonner or later they'd give me food. Sooner or later the canine wouldn't be starving. Yeah, I was pretty caught up in my own reflection a lot of the time, but that didn't mean I was going to let that poor dog starve to death. It wasn't it my nature. "Shut up!"I heart a human yell, and then an entire hot dog rolled my way. I grabbed it and ran for the booth. The canine would be pleased. My mouth burned a bit, it was still out. It was fresh off the grill. maybe a vendor through it at me? I thought dropping my prize at the other's paws. A slight smile was on my face, after all, I was invicable. I had no fear of death. Death was impossible for me. ------------------- Words - 879 Marionette - Jshaylar Muse - Starting to Calm Down Side Notes - Sorry it's not as long as I wanted it to be. I'll be eating dinner soon, so yeah.
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Post by isilzheha on Jul 11, 2009 14:56:26 GMT -5
Iza.Namii [/size][/font] ' ' The agonizing barks. The howls of pure rage and hatred. The lifted lip and raised hairs. It was all a dream, I tried to placate to myself. 'Nay, a nightmare. My muscles quivered, not from fear, but from unease. I sensed him. My ears flickered, their chewn up mass barely visible as they pressed against my skull. My nostrils flared. I was sleeping deeply. I hadn't slept in ages. Mostly because I didn't want to. I didn't want to, because when I did, the nightmares came. They gripped me, locking me into their wicked, hypnotizing grips. I couldn't break free. I was completely oblivious of the world around me, fur bristling menacingly. My bodice kept twitching in all its fraility. I needed to get out of here. I was stuck. I whined to myself, hoping none would hear me. How could they? They were wrapped up in their little world. They had no time for me. Just like they had no time for me before I had escaped that hellhole those two-leggers wanted to call my home. I growled in my sleep, my thoughts still swirling, the darkness edging up, trying to push me into a deeper sleep. I fought it, though, because if I went into a deeper sleep, I knew he would come forth from the deepest recesses of my mind and destroy the world that took me two years to create. To make it perfect. To make it mine. I sensed another nearby, and I began to hyperventilate. It might be that bastard. I growled deep in my chest, a warning growl. The presense was gone. Good.
' ' I heard a whine, and I figured it to be me. The whining stopped, and I realized I was already half awake. Dammit! I twitched, head jerking as I turned my head, laying it away from my paws and onto the dirty pavement. Like I cared about getting dirty. My coat was already defiled by unhealthiness. I was a stray. A runaway demoness. I didn't care. Something deep in my hollow, black heart told me I was meant to be this way. To die this way. It was a hell of a lot better than dying by the fangs of the brute. I flicked my chewed-up ears. Sooner or later I smelled meat. It was fresh, and it was coming my way. Was a hume actually feeding me? Nay, for over the smell of the meat, I could smell the musk of another canine. A brute. Oh no. I growled again, deep within my chest, as I felt him come closer. In that instant, the whole world came crashing down upon me. The sounds of the screams, the blended in voices making a huge cloud of noise wash over me darkly. They were buzzing, and I could not make out a single conversation, there were so many of them. The cries of children, the pew-pew of the guns and the clank-clank of the small pellet hitting home. A ringing, signaling the winner of a game. The pleasured cries of a teenager girl. The brute began to come closer. I could hear his claws clicking on the pavement. He was coming closer! My warning growl escalated. He didn't back off. I felt something hot on my paws, and my eyes snapped open. Their murky brown depths flashed, the crazed look brightening. My eyes were wide open, my lips curled open. My yellowed fangs flashing as I leaped up swiftly. I scrabbled backward, legs tense, muscles quivering. My lips lifted, and my jowls parted. My tongue shot forth, pressing against the roof of my mouth as I snarled. My nose was wrinkled, ears pressed flat. The snarl rose, my back bowed outward, my whole body pressed against the fence guarding the carnival grounds.
' ' The brute was grinning. Smiling. He had no qualm over me. I could have killed him. He didn't care. But I did. I snarled louder, eyes pircing into his own. I was trying to warn him away. I lowered my head, keeping my posture as I snapped, my vocals shaky, run-down, "What do you want, bastard? Did he send you? Is that why you are not fearing me? Is that why you are not attacking me?" My words came out quickly, but understandable all the same. My vocals used to be melodious, but it had been worn down from no use. My paranoia quelled. Was he here for him? I didn't know for sure. He hadn't been afraid. He looked cocky, in all his wolf-like glory. "You are here to trap me until he comes, aren't you? Aren't you?! So he can destroy it...destroy it all." I snarled and jerked, my head shaking rapidly. I finally came to my decision. I wouldn't let him take my only love away. I couldn't. I would be dead, if that happened. I would go insane. Completely insane! No...that will not do. I snarled one last time before charging straight for the brute. Normally I would attack, but I must get away. I pushed off the ground and sailed over the brute. Normally I would have hit him and ended up sprawled all of the place, but not this time. I was light as a feather. It meant life, getting away from him.
' ' I landed with a thud behind him, and I was running before I even hit the ground. The humans cried out, rushing to move out of my way. A group of teenage girls dashed to the side, falling against people as they shouted in dusgusted voices. 'Ew, gross! A flea-bitten mutt!' I growled at them as I passed, throwing a glance over my shoulder. The brute wasn't following. Just because I didn't see him, however, didn't mean he wasn't there. He could be light on his feet, sneaky like that brute. All I cared about was getting out of here with my pride and joy in tact. My claws clicked loudly, and the crowds dispersed before me, crying out in surprise. A child stood in my way. He looked to be five or six. He was watching me with wide eyes as I ran full tilt toward him. I growled a warning, trying to get him to move. He didn't. A sudden epiphany. Maybe he was working with him. It didn't make sense to me, really, for animals could not communicate with humans. But anything could happen with that brute. So I lowered my head and leaped up a bit, my paws slamming into the kid's shoulder. He cried out as he fell, but I didn't care. I felt him hit the ground, and I was still running. Everyone cried out, gasping and rushing for him. In a way, it was perfect. The kid began to cry loudly, the parents rushing forth. Animal care and control might be called. I growled to myself, looking over my shoulder as I weaved to and fro around the stands, moving into the shadows. I stopped, panting, tongue lolling out. My adrenaline had been pumping, but it was depleted now. My bones felt weak. I sagged against the game stand, eyes wide and flitting this way and that. Looking for them. Or just him. A thought came to me...What if the brute wasn't with the bastard? What if he was just trying to help? Help what? Nothing. But if that was the case, he would surely get curious, would he not? Through the haze I could barely remember where the entrance was. The last thing I needed was a curious dog.
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Muse;; Eh. Low-Medium.
Thoughts;; POSTED. Finally! Sorry for the wait.
Word Count;; 1,289
Puppet;; Izanamii
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Post by mismatch on Aug 16, 2009 22:21:12 GMT -5
I heard sounds from the figure below me...The dirt nasty mutt below that I would never ever even dare touch. I considered the thought of backing away, after all, it's putrid looks might be contagious. Still, I stayed put. I felt pity and despair for it...It couldn't even die. Just it sat there and rotted still. Or maybe, just maybe that dog was cursed, it could die. Maybe it's heritage wasn't noble and it's invincibility not granted. Maybe it's life was just a sick game.
A slight chuckle erupted from my throat. Why would I think that? The humans were normally loving and caring and the world was a wonderful place. The nameless canine must have chosen to be that way. Dirty and disgusting; flea-bitten.
My tail swayed from side to side, happily. I didn't plan on speaking, more-so, maybe it would understand me and we could have a conversation like my brother and I tend to do. We of course tended not to speak.
The noise continued, and I waited for something less, something less savage to erupt from it. Maybe words, maybe a flick of it's ears or tail, but neither of those thing came...No, instead it jumped to it's paws. It made a disgusting face and morbid sound...Wretched; hideous. Why was the dog so upset? Why was it so annoyed? It looked like a deer right before my human would shoot it. When it saw the gun and realization came crashing down, pulling it from whatever made it run, pulling it from it's small mind into some much more complicated like that of the force that bound us to this ball of dirt we call earth. Strong and forcing, yet only enough to make you realize, not even birds can fly forever.
The movement of my tail slowly came to a stop and I frowned, then whined again. I didn't know how to react, what to say. The canine before me seemed less and less like who I though and more like a demo-demoness trying to pull me down to it's own personal hell. Still, I wouldn't fall. I'd stay upright and fine, happy enough. It'd melt away sooner or later and my life would go back to normal, right?
"What do you want, bastard? Did he send you? Is that why you are not fearing me? Is that why you are not attacking me?"
My frown grew as I heard those hurtful words. I bring her food and this is how she acts? I grace her with my presence, and this is the thanks I get? I try to drag her out of whatever pit she's been rotting in, and all I get is that? Then I focus on something...
Him.
Who or what was him? Is this something I should know? Have taken notice of? No, It couldn't have been or Sadie would have said something. He may think I'm downright idiotic, but he would have warned me...He's my brother after all. If I can't trust him, who can I trust?
"You are here to trap me until he comes, aren't you? Aren't you?! So he can destroy it...destroy it all."
The rest of her words gain meaning in my mind and I whine again and tilt my head, confused. My jowls part to let out speech, even if I said I wouldn't speak. I considered what words to say, to convince her I wasn't her to hurt her. I just wanted to help. It was my job, my nature. After all, it looked as though she could use it. Beneath the dirt and dust, I'm not even sure if I could find a canine under there anymore. Instead I was just looking at a moving shape that oddly resembled one. I truly wouldn't be surprised.
Finally, I knew what to say and she did something I didn't expect...She launched herself over my head and made a full throttle dash to somewhere I couldn't find, and like that, I was alone. I trotted down the path she took, the now cooler meat in my mouth, easier to hold. My pace was slow, half-hearted. If I actually did catch up with her, what would I say? No, I'm not with him. I'm just following you because you look hungry and I though you'd like this. Yes, of course, perfect...No.
My legs just stopped moving and I stood there, contemplating my next action. Should I just devour the food or try to track her down? Maybe just give it to Sadie? No...He's yell at me for wandering, and in truth, I'm not all that hungry. I heard a child screech then, and my ears went up. I made a wild dash for the poor creature. No matter how stupid the things were, I don't think I could bear to hear or see a baby animal of any kind in pain. I dropped the meat and made it to the kids side, pushing through the crowd...Maybe I could distract it?
Truthfully, I didn't know what to do...Lick the grimy creature? No..Eww... I barked at it and wagged my tail then nosed it, desperate to stop listening to the hideous sound leaking from it's mouth...Then I stood there and stared at it, my head slightly tilted. In the background, the crowd was whispering as though they didn't know what to do. Stop the dog and risk injuring themselves or the child if I was aggressive or just grab me and pull me away. I could here someone yell something though, something I couldn't understand.
”Someone call animal control!”
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Words - 1,001
Marionette - Jshaylar
Muse - No clue, I'm exhausted IRL though
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