Hey guys,
As maybe a few of you (or none of you) saw that I have decided to nix my newest series, “Matters of Pride”, in exchange for a more light hearted piece of fiction. So I spent a whole day today, sitting at this computer, thinking of what I could write that would replace such a story. Now I know it wasn’t much, but I was reasonably excited about it. So now that it’s gone, it’s time for a little writing. So, this weekend I am watching my Aunt and grandmother’s house, so I have the whole thing to myself. Around four o’clock this afternoon I was enjoying some microwave Buffalo wings, when I decided it was time to expand my printed collection of furry pin-ups (which shall cover my walls once I get my own place). I grabbed my flash drive and plopped myself down at my grandmother’s computer. I began printing to my heart’s content, smiling and drinking a soda. About an hour and a half later, a little message pops up saying: “Your printer’s ink levels have been decreased to the point of poor printing quality. Click this link to order another cartridge.” (Sorry, Grandma! I hope you get more ink soon!) I logged off the computer and turned to pile up my various pictures of furry females, thinking: “You know, Maahes, you need a new character for the replacement fic.” So I looked down at the additions I was about to make to my stash and separated it into three piles. The first pile was a stack of rather messy females, mostly canine. The second pile consisted of rather nice drawings of some furry, feline, females, all excellently drawn by some of my favorite artists. Looking at these two piles, I thought: “Damnit, I can’t use any of these girls to give me an idea for that fic. Every other story posted on DaD has a fox, a wolf, or a cat in it.” That is when I looked over to my other pile, which was the largest of the three. I flicked through it to see that I had sub consciously printed pictures of skunks. Skunks! Then I realized that, well… Skunk chicks are hot! So I busted out my trusty mobile drawing studio (aka a clipboard, a manila envelope, a pile of printing paper, and a mechanical pencil) and started to draw. I soon had a pencil sketch when I spotted a Sharpie sticking out from behind the TV. I grabbed it and a box of colored pencils from my cousin’s room. So, now I have my first technically inked drawing, and it kinda sucks. Her head is too wide and too flat. I’ll edit that up tomorrow and post a new, better version. Now that I had my drawing, I flew over to my Aunt’s computer, which is considerably nicer, faster, and smells less like cat crap. I opened a new Word document, this one, and got ready to write. Knowing that this is going to go long into the night, I ran downstairs and grabbed a P.F. Chang’s instant meal and about twelve cans of soda. So, I’m sitting here now, it’s about ten o’clock, and I have a warm pile of Chinese food on my right, a dog and two cats on my left, a TV behind me blasting FX, and a story that needs to be written in front of me.
If you have stuck with me this far, I want you to take your right hand, reach over your left shoulder and pat yourself on the back, because you are AWESOME! Now sit back, relax, and enjoy this new story! I hope people read this, because quite frankly, the Author’s Domain has been a bit dead as of late. So, I guess now I actually have to write the story. Enjoy!
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A heavy sigh emanated from the individual holding the newspaper want ads. She took a deep breath in and stepped forward, off the bus and onto the side walk as a rush of warm night air washed over her. The bus pulled away, leaving her on the corner. She oriented herself by looking at the street sign before setting off down the road. She soon found the address listed in the ad and walked up to the door. A soft glow emanated from inside, probably coming from a TV screen. She lifted her hand up and said a quick prayer before rapping her knuckles against the solid wood.
From inside, a voice echoed out into the courtyard.
“I swear, man!” the voice said, “If this is about that stupid TV, it was Jack who burned that yaoi into the screen!”
“Uh…” the female said quietly, unsure what to respond. She shifted about, the breeze swirling a fallen leaf about her feet, and then knocked again. There was a scratching at the door, then the rattling of a chain being pushed into its slot on the door. All of the noise stopped, then the door jerked open, revealing a green-brown eye surrounded by golden fur.
“Do I know you?” the person on the inside of the door said, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Not saying anything, the female shook her head, grabbing at the strap of her duffle bag.
“Well, look,” the male inside said, “It’s pretty late, so if you could come back tomorrow it would be grea-”
“NO!” the female outside almost yelled, stepping forward to the door, “You have the last place!”
“Wait, what?”
“You can’t say no!” she whined, “If you say no, you’re the last person in the paper, and that would mean that there isn’t a place I can stay and I need a place to stay because my parents kicked me out, so you need to say yes. Pleeeeeease!”
The female stared up at him with large eyes, wrapping her long, sleek, soft tail around herself, her small frame giving her a rather adorable appearance. The male inside gave a small sigh and reached off to the side. He opened the door the rest of the way, revealing himself to his visitor. She looked into the house, gazing on the form of her potential roommate.
The lion leaned lazily against the now open door, still blinking the sleep from his eyes. He had neglected to put on a shirt before answering the door and was wearing black pants with deep brown stripes. He held a small piece of paper and a pen.
“So what’s your name and your species?” he asked, clicking his pen several times and scribbling on the paper.
“I’m Ren,” she said, readjusting her bag and smiling, “And you can’t tell my species.”
“Please keep in mind that I just woke up,” the lion said with a yawn, writing her name on a piece of paper, “But I now see that you are a skunk. Or a skunkette, as it were.”
“Yep!” she said, running a furry black hand through her cyan hair. Sure enough, she was a skunk. Most guys tended to steer away from her due to her species’ reputation for the foul odor of self-defense, but furthermore, Ren had decided to get several piercings in each ear. With at least three rings and two studs in each ear, her jewelry scared away the males that were sensible enough to overlook a skunk’s reputation. This didn’t stop her from having relationships, but most of her “relationships” ended up being one night stands.
“Anything else you need to know?” she asked.
“Actually yes,” he said, “Open your bag for a sec.”
“Excuse me?” she said, tightening her grip on the strap, “Why?”
“It works better than asking people if they are organized. If your bag’s a mess, then you probably aren’t the tidiest person. “
“Well,” Ren said, “I didn’t have any time to pack in neatly, and I was really angry, and I kind of had to cram this bag to get it all to fit, and…”
The skunk stopped talking and re adjusted her bag again. For a second, the only sound in the gated courtyard was the scratching of the lion’s pen on paper. He clicked the pen shut and threw it and the paper off to the side.
“So can you pay for some of the utilities and groceries?” he asked, stretching his arms above his head. Ren nodded and quickly pulled a wad of bills from her pocket and offered it to the lion. He politely declined.
“I don't need it now. Anyways, You got the room,” he said, extending a hand towards the skunk, “I’m Maahes.”
Instead of shaking the Maahes’ hand, the skunk leapt forward and wrapped her arms around the lion, squeezing him tightly
“I hug my friends!” she said, “And we’re going to be best friends.”
Ren’s smile grew as she stepped into the foyer.
“So, Maahes” she said, looking around at the plain walls, “What do you do with your time?”
“Oh, you know,” he said, following her, “Play some video games, sit on the computer, play Magic cards, play D&D…”
The lion mumbled the last two things on his list, praying that the words would be lost before they reached his new roommate’s bejeweled ears. The skunk stopped in her tracks and turned around, her sleek tail flowing about her as she spun.
“Did you just say D&D? And Magic?” she asked, her smile stretching into a grin, revealing several sharp teeth.
“Uh… yeah,” Maahes replied, putting his hands in his pockets and looking down at the floor. Soon he was embraced in yet another hug.
“You’re just as nerdy as me!” Ren said, squeezing the feline tightly, “This is great!”
“Yeah,” Maahes said, feeling slightly short of breath.
“Sound more enthusiastic!” Ren said, releasing him from her hug, “You woke up this morning and I bet you didn’t think you would have a friend like me by now!”
“Not at all,” Maahes said with a tired smile. He showed Ren to her room and leaned against a wall as she talked about the room.
“Oh, I’m going to put all kinds of drawings on the walls, only if I can borrow some paper of course, and I’m going to have my friends bring over my anime collection, and I’ll put those over here in that corner and I’ll put my sheets on the bed! They’re purple and they’re amazing and regal and so amazingly soft!” She said, enthusiastically moving around the room. She soon dropped onto the bed, and began gently massaging her digitigrade feet.
“Oh, that feels great after walking all day!” she said, sitting up, cross-legged, “So what does your room look like?”
“Just like this,” Maahes said, yawning. Ren watched him as he yawned, then spoke when his mouth closed.
“You tired?” she asked smiling and tilting her head to the side. Maahes nodded and slowly blinked. Before he opened his eyes, Ren had moved from the bed to right in front of him.
“Can I see your room really fast before you go to bed?” she asked innocently.
“I guess,” Maahes said, looking down into the large, cyan eyes of his new roommate. She seemed to bubble excitement as she followed the lion into his room. He clicked the light on to show her the contents of his den.
The lion’s room was devoid of most intentional decoration, with the only thing adorning the walls being a pin-up of a tigress in a blue bikini. The rest of the room was rather utilitarian. A small television sat in the corner, hooked up to an original XBOX and a DVD player. Next to the set was a stack of disc boxes. On the other side of the room was a desk and a bookshelf. The shelf held only a few books, some of them D&D supplements in addition to the latest core books. The rest of the books were fantasy novels from varying authors. The bed was adorned with simple white sheets, crumpled from recent use. Ren stopped looking at the room for a second to look back at Maahes, who was yawning widely.
She gently grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the bed; the lion followed, too tired to care. Once he was close enough to the bed, he fell forward onto the mattress. He soon arranged himself in the center of the bed. Once he stopped moving, Ren leaned over him.
“You better watch out, roomy,” she said, looking down at his soon to be unconscious form, “A certain skunk already has a little crush on you.”
She smiled and walked out of the room, clicking the light out on her way out. She walked into her own room and slipped out of her clothes. Once she had stripped to her underwear, she rolled over on the cool mattress and stretched out.
“Hehehe!” Ren giggled, wrapping the thick comforter that had been placed on the bed for her around her body. She half-sung as she fell asleep.
“I like him, I like him, I like my new roommate!”
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Soooooo… What did you all think of my first bit of that? I have decided to take a more episodic approach to these characters then a chronological approach. I can’t really think of a story for them, but I have thought up a myriad of humorous situations that I can put them in! So, I’ll just have them have little adventures!
Please comment!
As maybe a few of you (or none of you) saw that I have decided to nix my newest series, “Matters of Pride”, in exchange for a more light hearted piece of fiction. So I spent a whole day today, sitting at this computer, thinking of what I could write that would replace such a story. Now I know it wasn’t much, but I was reasonably excited about it. So now that it’s gone, it’s time for a little writing. So, this weekend I am watching my Aunt and grandmother’s house, so I have the whole thing to myself. Around four o’clock this afternoon I was enjoying some microwave Buffalo wings, when I decided it was time to expand my printed collection of furry pin-ups (which shall cover my walls once I get my own place). I grabbed my flash drive and plopped myself down at my grandmother’s computer. I began printing to my heart’s content, smiling and drinking a soda. About an hour and a half later, a little message pops up saying: “Your printer’s ink levels have been decreased to the point of poor printing quality. Click this link to order another cartridge.” (Sorry, Grandma! I hope you get more ink soon!) I logged off the computer and turned to pile up my various pictures of furry females, thinking: “You know, Maahes, you need a new character for the replacement fic.” So I looked down at the additions I was about to make to my stash and separated it into three piles. The first pile was a stack of rather messy females, mostly canine. The second pile consisted of rather nice drawings of some furry, feline, females, all excellently drawn by some of my favorite artists. Looking at these two piles, I thought: “Damnit, I can’t use any of these girls to give me an idea for that fic. Every other story posted on DaD has a fox, a wolf, or a cat in it.” That is when I looked over to my other pile, which was the largest of the three. I flicked through it to see that I had sub consciously printed pictures of skunks. Skunks! Then I realized that, well… Skunk chicks are hot! So I busted out my trusty mobile drawing studio (aka a clipboard, a manila envelope, a pile of printing paper, and a mechanical pencil) and started to draw. I soon had a pencil sketch when I spotted a Sharpie sticking out from behind the TV. I grabbed it and a box of colored pencils from my cousin’s room. So, now I have my first technically inked drawing, and it kinda sucks. Her head is too wide and too flat. I’ll edit that up tomorrow and post a new, better version. Now that I had my drawing, I flew over to my Aunt’s computer, which is considerably nicer, faster, and smells less like cat crap. I opened a new Word document, this one, and got ready to write. Knowing that this is going to go long into the night, I ran downstairs and grabbed a P.F. Chang’s instant meal and about twelve cans of soda. So, I’m sitting here now, it’s about ten o’clock, and I have a warm pile of Chinese food on my right, a dog and two cats on my left, a TV behind me blasting FX, and a story that needs to be written in front of me.
If you have stuck with me this far, I want you to take your right hand, reach over your left shoulder and pat yourself on the back, because you are AWESOME! Now sit back, relax, and enjoy this new story! I hope people read this, because quite frankly, the Author’s Domain has been a bit dead as of late. So, I guess now I actually have to write the story. Enjoy!
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Roommate Wanted!
Must be clean, responsible, and tidy
Must be able to help pay for utilities and groceries.
Inquire at 5030 Justin Dr. NW, Albuquerque
Must be clean, responsible, and tidy
Must be able to help pay for utilities and groceries.
Inquire at 5030 Justin Dr. NW, Albuquerque
A heavy sigh emanated from the individual holding the newspaper want ads. She took a deep breath in and stepped forward, off the bus and onto the side walk as a rush of warm night air washed over her. The bus pulled away, leaving her on the corner. She oriented herself by looking at the street sign before setting off down the road. She soon found the address listed in the ad and walked up to the door. A soft glow emanated from inside, probably coming from a TV screen. She lifted her hand up and said a quick prayer before rapping her knuckles against the solid wood.
From inside, a voice echoed out into the courtyard.
“I swear, man!” the voice said, “If this is about that stupid TV, it was Jack who burned that yaoi into the screen!”
“Uh…” the female said quietly, unsure what to respond. She shifted about, the breeze swirling a fallen leaf about her feet, and then knocked again. There was a scratching at the door, then the rattling of a chain being pushed into its slot on the door. All of the noise stopped, then the door jerked open, revealing a green-brown eye surrounded by golden fur.
“Do I know you?” the person on the inside of the door said, blinking the sleep from his eyes. Not saying anything, the female shook her head, grabbing at the strap of her duffle bag.
“Well, look,” the male inside said, “It’s pretty late, so if you could come back tomorrow it would be grea-”
“NO!” the female outside almost yelled, stepping forward to the door, “You have the last place!”
“Wait, what?”
“You can’t say no!” she whined, “If you say no, you’re the last person in the paper, and that would mean that there isn’t a place I can stay and I need a place to stay because my parents kicked me out, so you need to say yes. Pleeeeeease!”
The female stared up at him with large eyes, wrapping her long, sleek, soft tail around herself, her small frame giving her a rather adorable appearance. The male inside gave a small sigh and reached off to the side. He opened the door the rest of the way, revealing himself to his visitor. She looked into the house, gazing on the form of her potential roommate.
The lion leaned lazily against the now open door, still blinking the sleep from his eyes. He had neglected to put on a shirt before answering the door and was wearing black pants with deep brown stripes. He held a small piece of paper and a pen.
“So what’s your name and your species?” he asked, clicking his pen several times and scribbling on the paper.
“I’m Ren,” she said, readjusting her bag and smiling, “And you can’t tell my species.”
“Please keep in mind that I just woke up,” the lion said with a yawn, writing her name on a piece of paper, “But I now see that you are a skunk. Or a skunkette, as it were.”
“Yep!” she said, running a furry black hand through her cyan hair. Sure enough, she was a skunk. Most guys tended to steer away from her due to her species’ reputation for the foul odor of self-defense, but furthermore, Ren had decided to get several piercings in each ear. With at least three rings and two studs in each ear, her jewelry scared away the males that were sensible enough to overlook a skunk’s reputation. This didn’t stop her from having relationships, but most of her “relationships” ended up being one night stands.
“Anything else you need to know?” she asked.
“Actually yes,” he said, “Open your bag for a sec.”
“Excuse me?” she said, tightening her grip on the strap, “Why?”
“It works better than asking people if they are organized. If your bag’s a mess, then you probably aren’t the tidiest person. “
“Well,” Ren said, “I didn’t have any time to pack in neatly, and I was really angry, and I kind of had to cram this bag to get it all to fit, and…”
The skunk stopped talking and re adjusted her bag again. For a second, the only sound in the gated courtyard was the scratching of the lion’s pen on paper. He clicked the pen shut and threw it and the paper off to the side.
“So can you pay for some of the utilities and groceries?” he asked, stretching his arms above his head. Ren nodded and quickly pulled a wad of bills from her pocket and offered it to the lion. He politely declined.
“I don't need it now. Anyways, You got the room,” he said, extending a hand towards the skunk, “I’m Maahes.”
Instead of shaking the Maahes’ hand, the skunk leapt forward and wrapped her arms around the lion, squeezing him tightly
“I hug my friends!” she said, “And we’re going to be best friends.”
Ren’s smile grew as she stepped into the foyer.
“So, Maahes” she said, looking around at the plain walls, “What do you do with your time?”
“Oh, you know,” he said, following her, “Play some video games, sit on the computer, play Magic cards, play D&D…”
The lion mumbled the last two things on his list, praying that the words would be lost before they reached his new roommate’s bejeweled ears. The skunk stopped in her tracks and turned around, her sleek tail flowing about her as she spun.
“Did you just say D&D? And Magic?” she asked, her smile stretching into a grin, revealing several sharp teeth.
“Uh… yeah,” Maahes replied, putting his hands in his pockets and looking down at the floor. Soon he was embraced in yet another hug.
“You’re just as nerdy as me!” Ren said, squeezing the feline tightly, “This is great!”
“Yeah,” Maahes said, feeling slightly short of breath.
“Sound more enthusiastic!” Ren said, releasing him from her hug, “You woke up this morning and I bet you didn’t think you would have a friend like me by now!”
“Not at all,” Maahes said with a tired smile. He showed Ren to her room and leaned against a wall as she talked about the room.
“Oh, I’m going to put all kinds of drawings on the walls, only if I can borrow some paper of course, and I’m going to have my friends bring over my anime collection, and I’ll put those over here in that corner and I’ll put my sheets on the bed! They’re purple and they’re amazing and regal and so amazingly soft!” She said, enthusiastically moving around the room. She soon dropped onto the bed, and began gently massaging her digitigrade feet.
“Oh, that feels great after walking all day!” she said, sitting up, cross-legged, “So what does your room look like?”
“Just like this,” Maahes said, yawning. Ren watched him as he yawned, then spoke when his mouth closed.
“You tired?” she asked smiling and tilting her head to the side. Maahes nodded and slowly blinked. Before he opened his eyes, Ren had moved from the bed to right in front of him.
“Can I see your room really fast before you go to bed?” she asked innocently.
“I guess,” Maahes said, looking down into the large, cyan eyes of his new roommate. She seemed to bubble excitement as she followed the lion into his room. He clicked the light on to show her the contents of his den.
The lion’s room was devoid of most intentional decoration, with the only thing adorning the walls being a pin-up of a tigress in a blue bikini. The rest of the room was rather utilitarian. A small television sat in the corner, hooked up to an original XBOX and a DVD player. Next to the set was a stack of disc boxes. On the other side of the room was a desk and a bookshelf. The shelf held only a few books, some of them D&D supplements in addition to the latest core books. The rest of the books were fantasy novels from varying authors. The bed was adorned with simple white sheets, crumpled from recent use. Ren stopped looking at the room for a second to look back at Maahes, who was yawning widely.
She gently grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the bed; the lion followed, too tired to care. Once he was close enough to the bed, he fell forward onto the mattress. He soon arranged himself in the center of the bed. Once he stopped moving, Ren leaned over him.
“You better watch out, roomy,” she said, looking down at his soon to be unconscious form, “A certain skunk already has a little crush on you.”
She smiled and walked out of the room, clicking the light out on her way out. She walked into her own room and slipped out of her clothes. Once she had stripped to her underwear, she rolled over on the cool mattress and stretched out.
“Hehehe!” Ren giggled, wrapping the thick comforter that had been placed on the bed for her around her body. She half-sung as she fell asleep.
“I like him, I like him, I like my new roommate!”
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Soooooo… What did you all think of my first bit of that? I have decided to take a more episodic approach to these characters then a chronological approach. I can’t really think of a story for them, but I have thought up a myriad of humorous situations that I can put them in! So, I’ll just have them have little adventures!
Please comment!
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See that guy, he's a drifter! But drifting leads to Bickering, Bickering leads to Karate, and Karate leads to flying around between windows and shit! Then a big guy starts shooting lightning everywhere and Kurt Russell Shows up and Kicks his Ass!