11-01-2008, 12:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-01-2008, 01:49 PM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
[Ray's Apartment]
Ray chewed his lower lip, the glint from his glasses hid his eyes. Abuse his Fursona's power? He was thinking that Prowl could show them what a cool and strong friend Ray had, then they wouldn't pick on his 'little buddy' so much. Who was this guy think he is? As if to hide hide his intentions, his heart speeds up, faster and faster, beating at random erratic rates. Ray knew that this Fursona was more than capable of bringing him down with those sharp talons... those venomous fangs...
Ray slumped down on his seat, glaring at Nothus. "Maybe I don't WANT my Fursona. Maybe I think Fursonas are pompous assholes that people use because they're absolute LOSERS in real life. MAYBE comparing myself to Prowl'll just really HURT me deep down. What about that, huh?" He stated bluntly, putting his hands together and interlacing his fingers over his mouth. He was against conforming to rules others set before him, at least rules he couldn't understand the reason behind. His racing heart beat furiously, giving out signatures close to killing intent before calming down to light cheery, yet somewhat sad beats. "Maybe he doesn't deserve me. Maybe I don't deserve him."
[Candy's Apartment]
Candy rubbed her forehead as Prowl borrowed one of her less skimpier outfits. "So you're just a GIRL suddenly?"
"How do I look?" Prowl asked as if she didn't hear her. She wore some mini-shorts and and a tight white cotton shirt. Her hair was fastened down cutely with fuzzy pink berets.
"Pretty!" Julius said. "Are you Prowl's sister?"
"That I am! The name's Aunt Sandy!" She stuck her tongue out playfully at him. "I'm here to work for your mommy, isn't that nice?"
Ray chewed his lower lip, the glint from his glasses hid his eyes. Abuse his Fursona's power? He was thinking that Prowl could show them what a cool and strong friend Ray had, then they wouldn't pick on his 'little buddy' so much. Who was this guy think he is? As if to hide hide his intentions, his heart speeds up, faster and faster, beating at random erratic rates. Ray knew that this Fursona was more than capable of bringing him down with those sharp talons... those venomous fangs...
Ray slumped down on his seat, glaring at Nothus. "Maybe I don't WANT my Fursona. Maybe I think Fursonas are pompous assholes that people use because they're absolute LOSERS in real life. MAYBE comparing myself to Prowl'll just really HURT me deep down. What about that, huh?" He stated bluntly, putting his hands together and interlacing his fingers over his mouth. He was against conforming to rules others set before him, at least rules he couldn't understand the reason behind. His racing heart beat furiously, giving out signatures close to killing intent before calming down to light cheery, yet somewhat sad beats. "Maybe he doesn't deserve me. Maybe I don't deserve him."
[Candy's Apartment]
Candy rubbed her forehead as Prowl borrowed one of her less skimpier outfits. "So you're just a GIRL suddenly?"
"How do I look?" Prowl asked as if she didn't hear her. She wore some mini-shorts and and a tight white cotton shirt. Her hair was fastened down cutely with fuzzy pink berets.
"Pretty!" Julius said. "Are you Prowl's sister?"
"That I am! The name's Aunt Sandy!" She stuck her tongue out playfully at him. "I'm here to work for your mommy, isn't that nice?"
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