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 Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:12 pm
The air around the grey forest was cool, yet not cold. It was unseasonably warm for that time of year, when it should have been snowing the sun was in stead shining.. not that Ragdoll could see it. Some how, She had gotten herself lost in the woods when she'd gone out to search for Azul. She wasn't quite certain exactly when or where she had gotten lost, just that she was lost. Not that she minded, the scenery here was rather... interesting, if not eerie.
All the trees around her seemed to have lost their bark and all of their trees, where once there might have been vibrant life, there was now grey nothings. She attempted to look up at the sun, but this too seemed to have dissapeared as a thick fog floated lazilly through the tree tops, never once setting foot on the ground. Here and there she heard a bird call or a squirrel rushing through the bushes but son those sounds had become just as rare as a ray of light.
Ragdoll knew that Azul would have told her to turn back the moment she'd laid eyes on the forest, but Ragdoll liked the adventure of exploring the unknown and the bizarre, so what if she got hurt? she liked the pain!
As she walked a bit further she noticed that she'd somehow come into the middle of a clearing, almost like it was a perfect circle, but rather than there be absolutely nothing in the center of the clearing, there was a powerful, dark, and twisted looking tree. It's trunk was probably 4 or 5 of her in width, and yet it didn't seem to climb that far before it's dead branches shot off towards the sky. She marvelled at how they all seemed to twist and intertwine, as if they were fighting one anouther for sun, or for the furthest spot away from the trunk. As she marvelled at the tree she seemed to disconnect with her surrounding, completely absorbed with the seemingly dead thing in front of her.http://www.videodetective.com/photos/331/001393_12.jpg
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 3:13 pm
Carnage, after finally forgetting [ not completely ] about his first love. He- enraged started to wonder the world. As far as it was willing to take him with his own four feet. Blaze fired from his eyes as he watched others play.. packs unite. He himself didn't want that. Governing his life around like if he was some slave. No.. That wasn't him.
Then he found himself in a sort of dark looking forest. Which.. It wasn't that much of a surprise since of course he was wondering. New sights.. As he walked he heard a voice. Huffing some because he didn't want to make himself known.. But he kept walking in that same direction which happened to be where some of the sounds were coming from. Slicking his ears back a moment then fully pushing them forward. Confidence. As he came to that clearing- first he saw the tree.. Then her. What seemed to look like a plush toy which was way smaller than him.
Tilting his head- he thought it real but wasn't sure.. But Didn't exactly want to know. Kept on on his own way.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 3:25 pm
Ragdoll didn't hear Carnage as he came to the clearing, Azul would have, but not Ragdoll. She had never been one to pay attention to her surroundings. No the only thing she was even remotely interested in was the tree before her.
"I bet i could climb that!"
She said aloud to herself, her ears perking up at the thought. She stood up, and then leaned back, getting ready for the pounce, gettine ready to spring! She jumped, only to claw at the tree and fall off, not landing on her feet but rahter on her bak and in a sickening postion. Her legs were in angles that legs shouldn't go and her head was bent back and touching her back. But fortunately enough for Ragdoll, she didn't have real bones, ones that are made of hard and breakable things, no, hers were made out of what she referred to as 'this awesome rubbery stuff!', giving the illusion that she had no bones to speak of. With her head bent back and her eyes wide open, a smile formed across her face as she saw a red figure at the outskirts of the clearing.
"Hi."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:44 pm
When his eyes saw the other fall. Disturbed. He could have thrown up with her legs going all sort of ways like.. rubber slinky or something. Disgusting.. yet so interesting. Like a car crash that you couldn't peal your eyes away.
He slowly trotted over- cautiously though. "What the hell." His chest puffing up- big and bad of course. Well. He was.. for how many scars he had. Some were from packs and others were for his old territory. The one he had abandoned..Leaning his head down and tilting his head. "And your not dead. Also not a plush doll." Just staring almost in queer of what happened.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:54 pm
Ragdoll watched as the Red Male made his way towards, she giggled inwardly and contemplated on whether or not she should ask him why he was upside down like that. She thought better of it though when she saw the disturbed look on his face and realised that he wasn't the type to get that joke.
Ragdoll readjusted her head and the rest of her body so that she could roll over and look at the scary red male before her. He had a lot of scares, kind of like hers, except his weren't covered by pretty patches. She marvelled at the spider on his chest for a moment, it almos t seemed to draw her in, until of course she realised she'd been staring and that he's said something to her.
"no!" she said laughing and shaking her head, "those dolls WISH i were a plushie, nah, I'm just your average, every day Ragdoll!" She contorted her body into an odd shape before saying "See no bones!" She immediately snapped back in to place and smiled at the male.
"Nice to meet you."
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 7:54 pm
"Well its not nice seeing such an odd one like you. Of course though probley would seen worse. No bones." Shaking his head. "I can't believe that." A light grumble.. and stepping back a little to shake off his fur- off with the more disgust of the sight of rubber bones. Raising a brow as she showed such strong emotion towards dolls vs plushies.
"So your name is- wait. Why do I even want your name. Im leaving." Turning and trying to trot away but somehow he went slow.. because again. She looked like a car crash- he couldn't seem to take his eyes away but he did. Erase. Erase he was chanting to himself.. That couldn't have been a real Ulaya.. All ulayas + animals had bones.. He even CHEWED on them himself.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 8:07 pm
Ragdoll turned her hed to the side, going farther than a normal Ulaya would have been able to go. "I'm sorry you don't beleive me... but they say Seeing is beleiving... unless of course you have bad eye sight?"
She didn't respond when he got up to leave, although she did take notice of his slower pace. Ragdoll sat there for a secondtrying to figure out whether or not she should follow the male, she decided to follow.
"My names Rag-"
She would have finished that statment if she hadn't somehow tripped over her own four paws as she attempted to trot and catch up to the male. She let out an "OOF!" as her face connected with dirt and stones. She wondered momentarily as she slid whether or not she was going to need to add anouther patch.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 6:15 pm
Carnage heard her trotting up behind him and he whirled around about to thrash her in to the ground. Oh, because then shed be scared and run away. Instead he was faced with.. well. No face. Hers was in the dirt. Ears went down.. and he chuckled.. Just a little. "Nice one." He could only say.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 6:35 pm
Ragdoll was motionless for a moment or two with her face in the dirt, the pain assessed in her mind and she giggled, even if it was currently being muffled by the ground. "thanks." She placed her forepaws solid on the ground and lifted her self into a sitting position, and groomed the front of her facem rubbing away all the dirt from her eyes and fur.
"Do I have any cuts?"
She knew that she didn't, she knew the feel between a cut and a bruise, between a stab and a jab, but for some reason, she really liked the patterns on this male. Her blue eyes shined with curiousity as she looked up at the red male in front of her smiling brightly and staring at the scars on his body.
"wow, those must have hurt."
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 9:36 pm
He looked closer and tilted his head. "No." Squinting his eyes.. She didn't so much scream at the pain.. when she fell. Neither did she really acknowledge that she had gotten hurt.. maybe. She asked about it.. Then he moved back when she asked about his own scars. Snarling and huffing. "They were nothing I couldn't handle. Battle scars."
Flicking his stubby tail and huffing. "Nevermind." Then he side stepped.. looking at her again before moving on with his wondering. Again he was walking away from her- for the moment someone got the bright idea to create such an ulaya- only Frankenstein would approve. For this ulaya.. Life would be easy as walking.. For pain was a gift and a curse all at one time. These are the things Carnage thought of as he kept walking.. Stupid ulaya getting in his head for the few moments.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 10:01 pm
Ragdoll tilted her head when he told her where the scars were from. She watched as he moved back and she couldn't help but realise that she freaked him out. she gave out a mental sigh and suddenly she felt so many years older. Why was it, that the only people she didn't scare, disturb, or disgust was an overly protective female, and Flamingo that was in the closet?
She turned herself around to watch him walk away, listening to the 'nevermind', she would have pouted in dismay, but he looked at her again so she kept up her smile. But she could see it in his eyes, all of it was perfectly clear. She felt like apologising, but for what, she wasn't sure, why should she apologise for being herself? So instead, she tried to say something that might make him talk to her...
"Battle scars? who would be stupid enough to fight you? you're much to large and scary! Hell, I'd be afraid to fight you and i don't even feel pain!"
'please talk to me!' she begged in her mind. 'I don't want everyone i meet to think i'm some freak, please, talk to me!'
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 10:38 pm
When she came up next to him to start talking, he merely looked her over. Her face was sort of dirty.. At least she wasn't a prissy know it all- or a girl whom only looks after herselfs well being.. No. This one was different in many ways.. which made him arch a brow.
Ears went forward as he looked ahead again. "...Its called packs who think their all that. When.. they're pretty weak. So they gang up to make themselves seem more tough." Licking his fangs as he shook out a memory that seemed to creep over him. Arg. He hated that.. Taking strides that were proud and one that never looked down unless there was someone shorter than him. MAYBE then. Thinking on her words- and how she didn't feel pain. He wanted to ask.. but eh would leave that for another time since.. she seemed to want to be around him enough to follow him. Really. If he had scars- why would she not flee. He could bite her at any given moment.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 11:02 pm
Ragdoll followed the red male like a little lost puppy, he hadn't told her not to, so she assumed that it was alright to do. But when he told her who it was that he'd gotten into a fight with, she stopped a stunned look on her face. "You fought a WHOLE pack? WOOOOW!!! You must be amazing!"
She giggled and began trotting after him again, a look of child like awe, adoration, and idolization shining from her face. She watched as he took long pride-filled strides, she couldn't help but wonder if he was doing it on purpose, or if it was simply with in his nature. Either way, it made him seem all the more super heroish to her wide blue eyes.
"So, um... what's your name?"
she asked rather cursiously, after all, she had told him her name... well, PART of her name, but she still didn't know his... and here she was, following him!
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:48 pm
Carnage hadn't at all thought of her being beside him this whole time. Flicking his ear knowing that she was near. Steps away.. He didn't mind that much.. it wasn't his land after all. "Yea.. well. Look what I got in return. Nothing. Except scars." Looking up.. and then sighing. He had loved.. and fighting her pack.. she ended up staying with them.. What was he to do? Her awes at him were in vain for he had gained nothing in the end. That's how it works in the real world. Looking at life.. so harsh and living it no matter what. He didn't even know what to do with himself anymore.
"Carnage." He said after some silence.. Ears went up again.. Lifting as she didn't really give a lot to talk about and he wasn't one for making a conversation out of no where. "Why are you following me exactly."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:25 pm
Ragdolls mouth pulled downwards for a milli-second. Frowns were not something that usually graced her face, she'd realised a long time ago that it was often a pointless task that took up more energy doing it than it did accomplishing anything. So instead there was a neutral look on her face.
"I don't like looking at scars that way," she replied, almost a child like innocence in her voice, but it soon vanished as she continued; "to me, each scar has a story to tell, each scar is a little reminder of who we are." she smiled whistfully for a moment. "That's why my scars are covered by patches." She giggled, light hearted once more.
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