Warring Parrellels

[Damien]

((Ha, "The Others" I like that idea XD
The reason Drake called them that in the first place because they are composed of so many different species. "THe others" have it easy, they can just call them humans *chuckles*))
((Hmm, I'm thinking of adding another character or two sooner or later... *ponders* ))

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"...." The human slung over the monkey's shoulder eye twitched slightly when he felt the marker come in contact with his skin. "Mn owin' goo 'iww oo..." was his muffled response to the oddly short creature, his initial shock, rage and panic seemed to be gone.

"I..." the monkey looked back and forth between the human and the coyote,"... I think you just made him angry Frisk..." The teen then raised an eyebrow as if you say,'ya think?'

Boom!

Another ear splitting explosion rang through the area, one wooden structure house, which was on fire seconds ago, suddenly exploded, causing the whole structure to collapse. Something from within shot upwards into the sky before coming down with a clang onto the street. It was a metal husk of something, twisted and distorted out of shape.

The monkey let out a signature primate-like screech out of surprise, his bright blue eyes suddenly wide with panic. "Th-the fire must have found a gas tank," he stated quickly stepping back, his shoes crunching over a few pieces of glass shards. "I don't think we can-" he was cut short suddenly by two more screams of panic. Two humans, another teenage boy and an older women, mother and son? The two humans stumbled out of on the houses that just caught on fire, apparently they were still in hiding.

"More humans! Quick, we have to-" the monkey was cut short once again when the sound of wood cracking sounded from one of the burning houses. The side facing the street suddenly collapsed causing the burning debris to topple over and spill across the pavement, cutting off the group from the two fleeing humans. "Ok! Bombs, definitely a bad idea!" it was obvious the monkey was panicking now, his short fur was raised up on edge and he was hopping from one foot to the other.

Another startled screech escaped him as his human captive, who had gone limp with his eyes closed for the last minute or so, slipped from his grasp. The ropes that were previously binding his limps were now floating around in the air, followed by the makeshift cloth gag. He stood on the ground, his posture in one similar to one expecting an attack, his eyes closed, his breathing even.

"A psychic ! The human is a psychic!" the monkey screech yet again before lunging towards the human.

With one fluid move the human teen reached into his pocket, pulled out the book he was writing in before and.... threw it in the monkey's face. Needless to say the anthro was taken by surprise, and stumbled backwards with a book blocking his vision. The inanimate object clung to the monkey's face, even as he began clawing at the pages, trying to tear it away form himself. The monkey stumbled around in confusion, tripping over the toon and falling onto the ground, letting out muffled yells.

Then the human bolted, dashing between two of the Others to make his escape, panic once again shown on his face. The book fell to the ground with a dull thud, followed by the ropes and gag, the flow of psychic energy interrupted by the flow of panic.

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((Darn, I wrote way more than I meant to))