I have so many 質問 while being led down these strange halls. The キッチン opening up into a hallway; how long was it there? Was there one in my house? The halls are black with silver lines in the middle of them, glowing where we are, we being me, and the arms.
They told me to follow and I did not want them to hurt me. I might die if they were to again, and I needed to be healed… they alwa- almost always healed me before, so maybe they were taking me to be healed. I don’t know why they were taking me with them while I was awake, but it had to be for a good reason…
It is hard to walk when my stomach keeps stinging every time I take a step. I have to keep myself from squealing every time. I don’t know if the arms will be upset によって it. I remember the person I was typing with, and how they were controlling the arms, または maybe they are the arms.
I open my mouth to ask and immediately I remember what happened the last time I asked them something. My thumb STILL hurts. It does not hurt as bad as my stomach however.
もっと見る and もっと見る 質問 come to me. Will チャウダー and Mickey be alright? Am I being set free? Will I find out why all this happened? Will they come with me? Are they going to kill me?
So many 質問 continue until I realize that we are in front of a strange-looking door now. It is grey, and has a silver サークル, 円 in the middle. The arms touch the サークル, 円 and the door moves apart, splitting, breaking in half. One half goes up into the wall, and the other goes into the floor.
As I walk inside this new room it seems to be very small. There is a light above us, and buttons on the walls. Is… is this a… pr-… prism… prisn… am… I going to be stuck in here as a punishment? I did not enjoy the tunnels in the ceiling and this, while larger, does not seem much better.
I do not want to be stuck in this room but if I ask what is happening I’ll be hurt. Maybe I will be killed. But… which is worse? If I die または if I am stuck in here my whole life? I think I would rather be dead… at least then I could have dreams about things… I hope.
The door closes behind us and when right after the room feels weird. I hear a strange machine-like sound. I feel pushed… down… up, I can’t tell. We are moving I think. Are we going down? I don’t want to let this keep going.
I look up for a weakness in the arms. They are attached to the roof によって a line. If I break that off will they die? I see tubes inside of a large tube at the 上, ページのトップへ of it. They look cuttable… harmable? Uh- t-tearable? I’ll figure that word out later.
I slowly walk to the side of the arms. They do not turn with me. I need to get the tubes from a blindspot in the arms. I don’t think I can jump at that angle, I will need to bounce off something to get it right.
I leap up to the side of the wall, leaping off of it once I touch it at the tubes. The arm turns sideways, grabbing at my legs, but I yank them up to my shoulders, holding on to the tubes for support.
It is a hard substance so I will have to break it. I may be able to tear it with my claws so I try that. As I do this I hear a sort of hissing noise. I assume this is from the arms and cringe, assuming they’ll grab me again. I am not grabbed however. Instead I am moving フォワード, 前進, 楽しみにして with them.
I stop cringing and see that behind us is the small room. We… we weren’t going to stay in there. That is… relifing… reliving… u-uh….
I look around us, not realizing that the arms haven’t tried to stop me from being on 上, ページのトップへ of them, または clawing at the tubes (which has not damaged them yet, and only caused pain in my hand). We are in a large pale-grey room with… counters, around us. They have buttons around them, and glass walls behind each counter. Through the glass are rooms. Other peoples’ houses…
We go through another door and are now in a slightly darker room. It is rather empty except for a large long silver and shiny 表, テーブル in the center. The arms grab me and pull me down, setting me behind one of the chair surrounding the table, also grey and shiny.
I make sure they do not grab my thumb when they put me down. They leave and the doors close behind them. Can I go back through the doors? No… they do not open when I walk up to them. There are no handles either unless I need to speak something to open them. I doubt it since the arms did not need to, unless they whipped it… n-no wait… uh it’s wh-
“Would あなた like to sit down?” I jerk my head towards the voice. There is a man at the end of the table, sitting. When did he get here? He does not look like Mickey または Chowder. He has no fur… well he has some on his head. It’s silver hair, sort of… spikey at the front, and longish at the back, tied with a small rope I see when he turns his head slightly. He is wearing a suit, a dark grey suit, with strange lines going down it, and gloves. I assume he has pants too but the 表, テーブル blocks that from my view.
I decide that I should probably obey what he says… for now so I sit down on the chair in front of me, opposite to his side of the table. I wait for him to say something else silently. He says nothing at first; instead two plates with 食 移動する towards us from the ceiling. They lower down in front of us.
によって looking across at his plate it looks like he has the same 食 as I do. It has lettuce, with the red triangles in it like before. Raench is on it too. 次 to it is a sort of tan-colored… shape. It smells warm, and upon poking it the material is squishy. I look to my side and see silverware.
At the end of the plate is a cup of water, and to the left of the plate is a piece of paper… for cleaning afterwards I guess. I don’t know why I should not eat this meal but something seems untrustworthy about it. Maybe the pills are inside of it, and I will be taken away at any moment.
“You are hungry. Eat.” The man tells me. I suppose I have no choice. I doubt refusing would help me in escaping. I take the fork and poke through the squishy material. It is too large to fit in my mouth so I set it back down and cut a smaller slice off. The inside is much もっと見る white-colored and… strip-like; like あなた could tear it apart. Regardless I put the piece in my mouth.
It is very juicy… sort of salty almost. It is chewy also. As I eat it though I get a feeling of disgust. I do not know why but I don’t feel right eating this. If I stop though he may be upset with me, so I 飲み込む it. My whole body vibrates and feels uncomfortable from it. I do not feel nauseous but I do not think I am far from it.
I wipe the fork off on the paper to get rid of the remains of the bite and decide to eat the サラダ instead. Once I finish it, I set the fork down and remain unmoving. I am using my tongue to lick up the remains of the サラダ and raench from my teeth and mouth-walls. I want to keep the taste in my mouth as long as I can to avoid the taste of the… lump, coming back.
After a 分 of no movement the man tells me “You do not like the meat.”
Meat? That sounds… right I guess. I shake my head to him. Is he being nice to me または mean? Will he make me eat the meat?
“You can talk.” He tells me. I was not trying to hide my ability to talk, I was just scared. I do not think it would be good to not talk around him now though, so I say “Yes, I can talk.”
“How often did あなた feel different from the other two rats?” He asks me.
“Different? I never thought I was different.”
“Really? あなた did not feel weaker? Smaller? あなた did not recognize your gender’s traits compared to their traits?”
He talks so normally but it feels like a mountain of new words. Gender? “What is a gender?”
“A gender is the distinction between male and female; boy, and girl.”
I know boy and girl. Girls have long hair and boys have short hair. I have… a hair… what does that make me? “Am… I a…”
“Girl.” He answers. “I would explain もっと見る on what makes あなた specifically female but I doubt あなた would enjoy that conversation after eating. Did あなた enjoy your chicken?”
Was the chicken the lump? The meat? Wait, didn’t he ask me that already? “You asked me that already, didn’t you?”
“I did, and あなた have discovered that chicken is a type of meat, and あなた also failed to answer the first time. I actually stated that あなた do not like meat, but I wanted to see how much of my statement あなた would catch.”
It is very hard to keep focused on what he is saying. Something about not liking the chicken meat… “No, I do not like the chicken meat.” I reply. “What… what do あなた want with me?”
“I want to educate you.”
“What does that mean?”
“To teach. I want to teach you; teach あなた about life, death, people, things, food, drink, etc. How much time we have to do that is unknown, but I feel what I cannot teach you, あなた will learn on your own.”
So he wants to help me then? I WOULD like to know もっと見る about things. He sounds… talks, like the person from the box with the buttons. If he is the person from that, that means he was the one controlling the arms, and the one who was hurting me. “Are あなた the one who was controlling the arms? Did あなた hurt me?”
He doesn’t reply at first. He instead decides to continue eating. I don’t know if he heard me. I think I will ask ag-
“No.” He says to me. No? I didn’t… expect him to say “no”. It made sense that it would be him I thought… then again I do not know very much about him. I don’t even know his name. “What is your name?”
“What is yours?” He asks back.
“I do not have one…” I reply. Saying this upsets me. チャウダー and Mickey have names but I do not. I want one. “Do あなた know how to get one?”
“I do.” He takes a sip of his drink after saying this. “In this case あなた are named によって someone. I will name you.”
I’m not sure I want this man to name me. He did give me 食 but… he seems… strange. I don’t know how to describe it. Will I be mean if I tell him that I do not want him to name me? I suppose I should wait to see what the name will be. “What is the name?”
“Oh I haven’t thought of it yet.” He 回答 me. “You will have one soon enough. Now あなた asked for my name so I will tell you. For the time being あなた may call me ‘Crow’. If あなた wish to have a full name ‘Melvin Crow’ will suffice. Suffice means ‘it will do for the time being’.”
‘Full name?’ “What is a full name?”
“A もっと見る detailed way to tell the difference between people. あなた will not be receiving a secondary または third name, あなた will have a first name and that will be all.”
“… Like how チャウダー and Mickey have their names…” Thinking about them again makes me wonder about Mickey feeling ill. “Mickey does not feel well. Do あなた know why?”
“His body is attempting to revert to its 前 state, but his core, soul, and memories, intelligence included, cannot do that without breaking his body.”
‘Soul’ That word sounds special. It sounds like… life. L-like a person, like a person’s own life. Mickey’s life is breaking? Doesn’t that mean he’ll-! “He can’t die!” I yell. I’m standing up, I’ve shoved the chair back, my hands are on the table. I feel afraid, but not for me, I feel afraid for loss… I don’t want to lose Mickey.
“He will die.”
“You can’t change that?” I ask desperately.
“I might be able to, but I will not.”
He won’t help Mickey? He does not want to help him… I am not willing to let that happen. “Help him.” I demand.
“No.” He 回答 me. I feel angry towards him, almost in the same way that I felt towards that… creature. I am running across the 表, テーブル after him. “He’ll die if あなた do not help him!” Maybe if I hurt him enough he will give up and choose to save Mickey. I try to jump over him and ラップ my tail around his neck but my tail is grabbed and I feel a giant pain in my arms and back. I’ve been thrown into the side of a wall.
I fall to the ground, dazed. I try to get up but the man is holding me down with my chest to the ground. He has one of my arms held up, being bent back. It hurts a lot. I shoulder feels like it is going to break. All I’m able to do is scream and cry. I need to help Mickey but I can’t 移動する and I can barely think, just the pa- It HURTS!!
I am released. The man is standing two feet away from me. I stand up but I am not moving my right arm. It is still hurting. I wipe my face off with my left hand, but I am still crying. “Why won’t あなた help him?”
“Life and death are unavoidable for anyone who feels physical pain. あなた cannot escape it as あなた are mortal. No mortal person can. All あなた can do is delay it. He will die, and I am not willing to use my resources to help stop that.”
“Resource-“ I have to change his mind. “What has to happen to change your mind?!”
“You care very much for him. Why do あなた care about him?”
“He was nice to me! He helped me!”
“Would あなた want to save me if I were dying? I helped you.”
I don’t know if I would. He hurt me, but he did help me. He isn’t one of us though. Who is this… カラス person? What does he do here? “Why are あなた here? What do あなた do here? What could あなた have done?”
“I am your creator.” He 回答 plainly. He… this man… m-made me? He made Mickey and チャウダー too then right? That means that if Mickey is going to die… “How long?”
“Why did あなた not finish your question?”
“How long will it be until I die too?”
“You will live much longer than he will. Mickey was an imperfect experiment, チャウダー was also imperfect, but he was also stronger. He will live for ten もっと見る years. あなた can have a set amount of days to be with them before they leave.”
“L-leave?” The days I was alone come back to me. Those were not good days, I don’t want to be alone again, I don’t. I don’t want to be alone again. カラス is going to take them away? “Why are they leaving?!”
“Mickey is going to leave to die. チャウダー is going to leave to go out to the real world. あなた will also at one point.”
“Out… of the houses?”
“Yes. With the real blue sky, and grass, and many different types of people. あなた will no-doubt make new フレンズ there.”
“But I don’t want new friends. I want to stay with Mickey!”
“You are very selfish. あなた don’t care about Mickey. あなた care about being with him. And あなた care even less about Chowder.”
I… I do like Mickey more, but I want チャウダー to be okay too… “No.” That is all I can say. All I can do is deny what he is saying.
“Then perhaps あなた would be willing to prove that?”
“Ye-!” I do not know where I get this idea, but I get it. What if I told him that If I prove what I said, he would have to heal Mickey? “If I do… will あなた save Mickey?”
“… I might.”
Is that a yes または a no? “What does that mean?”
“It means that it is undecided. Consider it as a possibility but not a yes. It will depend on how quickly あなた prove yourself.”
“What do I need to do to prove myself then?”
“Kill the one that あなた truly care the least about.”
They told me to follow and I did not want them to hurt me. I might die if they were to again, and I needed to be healed… they alwa- almost always healed me before, so maybe they were taking me to be healed. I don’t know why they were taking me with them while I was awake, but it had to be for a good reason…
It is hard to walk when my stomach keeps stinging every time I take a step. I have to keep myself from squealing every time. I don’t know if the arms will be upset によって it. I remember the person I was typing with, and how they were controlling the arms, または maybe they are the arms.
I open my mouth to ask and immediately I remember what happened the last time I asked them something. My thumb STILL hurts. It does not hurt as bad as my stomach however.
もっと見る and もっと見る 質問 come to me. Will チャウダー and Mickey be alright? Am I being set free? Will I find out why all this happened? Will they come with me? Are they going to kill me?
So many 質問 continue until I realize that we are in front of a strange-looking door now. It is grey, and has a silver サークル, 円 in the middle. The arms touch the サークル, 円 and the door moves apart, splitting, breaking in half. One half goes up into the wall, and the other goes into the floor.
As I walk inside this new room it seems to be very small. There is a light above us, and buttons on the walls. Is… is this a… pr-… prism… prisn… am… I going to be stuck in here as a punishment? I did not enjoy the tunnels in the ceiling and this, while larger, does not seem much better.
I do not want to be stuck in this room but if I ask what is happening I’ll be hurt. Maybe I will be killed. But… which is worse? If I die または if I am stuck in here my whole life? I think I would rather be dead… at least then I could have dreams about things… I hope.
The door closes behind us and when right after the room feels weird. I hear a strange machine-like sound. I feel pushed… down… up, I can’t tell. We are moving I think. Are we going down? I don’t want to let this keep going.
I look up for a weakness in the arms. They are attached to the roof によって a line. If I break that off will they die? I see tubes inside of a large tube at the 上, ページのトップへ of it. They look cuttable… harmable? Uh- t-tearable? I’ll figure that word out later.
I slowly walk to the side of the arms. They do not turn with me. I need to get the tubes from a blindspot in the arms. I don’t think I can jump at that angle, I will need to bounce off something to get it right.
I leap up to the side of the wall, leaping off of it once I touch it at the tubes. The arm turns sideways, grabbing at my legs, but I yank them up to my shoulders, holding on to the tubes for support.
It is a hard substance so I will have to break it. I may be able to tear it with my claws so I try that. As I do this I hear a sort of hissing noise. I assume this is from the arms and cringe, assuming they’ll grab me again. I am not grabbed however. Instead I am moving フォワード, 前進, 楽しみにして with them.
I stop cringing and see that behind us is the small room. We… we weren’t going to stay in there. That is… relifing… reliving… u-uh….
I look around us, not realizing that the arms haven’t tried to stop me from being on 上, ページのトップへ of them, または clawing at the tubes (which has not damaged them yet, and only caused pain in my hand). We are in a large pale-grey room with… counters, around us. They have buttons around them, and glass walls behind each counter. Through the glass are rooms. Other peoples’ houses…
We go through another door and are now in a slightly darker room. It is rather empty except for a large long silver and shiny 表, テーブル in the center. The arms grab me and pull me down, setting me behind one of the chair surrounding the table, also grey and shiny.
I make sure they do not grab my thumb when they put me down. They leave and the doors close behind them. Can I go back through the doors? No… they do not open when I walk up to them. There are no handles either unless I need to speak something to open them. I doubt it since the arms did not need to, unless they whipped it… n-no wait… uh it’s wh-
“Would あなた like to sit down?” I jerk my head towards the voice. There is a man at the end of the table, sitting. When did he get here? He does not look like Mickey または Chowder. He has no fur… well he has some on his head. It’s silver hair, sort of… spikey at the front, and longish at the back, tied with a small rope I see when he turns his head slightly. He is wearing a suit, a dark grey suit, with strange lines going down it, and gloves. I assume he has pants too but the 表, テーブル blocks that from my view.
I decide that I should probably obey what he says… for now so I sit down on the chair in front of me, opposite to his side of the table. I wait for him to say something else silently. He says nothing at first; instead two plates with 食 移動する towards us from the ceiling. They lower down in front of us.
によって looking across at his plate it looks like he has the same 食 as I do. It has lettuce, with the red triangles in it like before. Raench is on it too. 次 to it is a sort of tan-colored… shape. It smells warm, and upon poking it the material is squishy. I look to my side and see silverware.
At the end of the plate is a cup of water, and to the left of the plate is a piece of paper… for cleaning afterwards I guess. I don’t know why I should not eat this meal but something seems untrustworthy about it. Maybe the pills are inside of it, and I will be taken away at any moment.
“You are hungry. Eat.” The man tells me. I suppose I have no choice. I doubt refusing would help me in escaping. I take the fork and poke through the squishy material. It is too large to fit in my mouth so I set it back down and cut a smaller slice off. The inside is much もっと見る white-colored and… strip-like; like あなた could tear it apart. Regardless I put the piece in my mouth.
It is very juicy… sort of salty almost. It is chewy also. As I eat it though I get a feeling of disgust. I do not know why but I don’t feel right eating this. If I stop though he may be upset with me, so I 飲み込む it. My whole body vibrates and feels uncomfortable from it. I do not feel nauseous but I do not think I am far from it.
I wipe the fork off on the paper to get rid of the remains of the bite and decide to eat the サラダ instead. Once I finish it, I set the fork down and remain unmoving. I am using my tongue to lick up the remains of the サラダ and raench from my teeth and mouth-walls. I want to keep the taste in my mouth as long as I can to avoid the taste of the… lump, coming back.
After a 分 of no movement the man tells me “You do not like the meat.”
Meat? That sounds… right I guess. I shake my head to him. Is he being nice to me または mean? Will he make me eat the meat?
“You can talk.” He tells me. I was not trying to hide my ability to talk, I was just scared. I do not think it would be good to not talk around him now though, so I say “Yes, I can talk.”
“How often did あなた feel different from the other two rats?” He asks me.
“Different? I never thought I was different.”
“Really? あなた did not feel weaker? Smaller? あなた did not recognize your gender’s traits compared to their traits?”
He talks so normally but it feels like a mountain of new words. Gender? “What is a gender?”
“A gender is the distinction between male and female; boy, and girl.”
I know boy and girl. Girls have long hair and boys have short hair. I have… a hair… what does that make me? “Am… I a…”
“Girl.” He answers. “I would explain もっと見る on what makes あなた specifically female but I doubt あなた would enjoy that conversation after eating. Did あなた enjoy your chicken?”
Was the chicken the lump? The meat? Wait, didn’t he ask me that already? “You asked me that already, didn’t you?”
“I did, and あなた have discovered that chicken is a type of meat, and あなた also failed to answer the first time. I actually stated that あなた do not like meat, but I wanted to see how much of my statement あなた would catch.”
It is very hard to keep focused on what he is saying. Something about not liking the chicken meat… “No, I do not like the chicken meat.” I reply. “What… what do あなた want with me?”
“I want to educate you.”
“What does that mean?”
“To teach. I want to teach you; teach あなた about life, death, people, things, food, drink, etc. How much time we have to do that is unknown, but I feel what I cannot teach you, あなた will learn on your own.”
So he wants to help me then? I WOULD like to know もっと見る about things. He sounds… talks, like the person from the box with the buttons. If he is the person from that, that means he was the one controlling the arms, and the one who was hurting me. “Are あなた the one who was controlling the arms? Did あなた hurt me?”
He doesn’t reply at first. He instead decides to continue eating. I don’t know if he heard me. I think I will ask ag-
“No.” He says to me. No? I didn’t… expect him to say “no”. It made sense that it would be him I thought… then again I do not know very much about him. I don’t even know his name. “What is your name?”
“What is yours?” He asks back.
“I do not have one…” I reply. Saying this upsets me. チャウダー and Mickey have names but I do not. I want one. “Do あなた know how to get one?”
“I do.” He takes a sip of his drink after saying this. “In this case あなた are named によって someone. I will name you.”
I’m not sure I want this man to name me. He did give me 食 but… he seems… strange. I don’t know how to describe it. Will I be mean if I tell him that I do not want him to name me? I suppose I should wait to see what the name will be. “What is the name?”
“Oh I haven’t thought of it yet.” He 回答 me. “You will have one soon enough. Now あなた asked for my name so I will tell you. For the time being あなた may call me ‘Crow’. If あなた wish to have a full name ‘Melvin Crow’ will suffice. Suffice means ‘it will do for the time being’.”
‘Full name?’ “What is a full name?”
“A もっと見る detailed way to tell the difference between people. あなた will not be receiving a secondary または third name, あなた will have a first name and that will be all.”
“… Like how チャウダー and Mickey have their names…” Thinking about them again makes me wonder about Mickey feeling ill. “Mickey does not feel well. Do あなた know why?”
“His body is attempting to revert to its 前 state, but his core, soul, and memories, intelligence included, cannot do that without breaking his body.”
‘Soul’ That word sounds special. It sounds like… life. L-like a person, like a person’s own life. Mickey’s life is breaking? Doesn’t that mean he’ll-! “He can’t die!” I yell. I’m standing up, I’ve shoved the chair back, my hands are on the table. I feel afraid, but not for me, I feel afraid for loss… I don’t want to lose Mickey.
“He will die.”
“You can’t change that?” I ask desperately.
“I might be able to, but I will not.”
He won’t help Mickey? He does not want to help him… I am not willing to let that happen. “Help him.” I demand.
“No.” He 回答 me. I feel angry towards him, almost in the same way that I felt towards that… creature. I am running across the 表, テーブル after him. “He’ll die if あなた do not help him!” Maybe if I hurt him enough he will give up and choose to save Mickey. I try to jump over him and ラップ my tail around his neck but my tail is grabbed and I feel a giant pain in my arms and back. I’ve been thrown into the side of a wall.
I fall to the ground, dazed. I try to get up but the man is holding me down with my chest to the ground. He has one of my arms held up, being bent back. It hurts a lot. I shoulder feels like it is going to break. All I’m able to do is scream and cry. I need to help Mickey but I can’t 移動する and I can barely think, just the pa- It HURTS!!
I am released. The man is standing two feet away from me. I stand up but I am not moving my right arm. It is still hurting. I wipe my face off with my left hand, but I am still crying. “Why won’t あなた help him?”
“Life and death are unavoidable for anyone who feels physical pain. あなた cannot escape it as あなた are mortal. No mortal person can. All あなた can do is delay it. He will die, and I am not willing to use my resources to help stop that.”
“Resource-“ I have to change his mind. “What has to happen to change your mind?!”
“You care very much for him. Why do あなた care about him?”
“He was nice to me! He helped me!”
“Would あなた want to save me if I were dying? I helped you.”
I don’t know if I would. He hurt me, but he did help me. He isn’t one of us though. Who is this… カラス person? What does he do here? “Why are あなた here? What do あなた do here? What could あなた have done?”
“I am your creator.” He 回答 plainly. He… this man… m-made me? He made Mickey and チャウダー too then right? That means that if Mickey is going to die… “How long?”
“Why did あなた not finish your question?”
“How long will it be until I die too?”
“You will live much longer than he will. Mickey was an imperfect experiment, チャウダー was also imperfect, but he was also stronger. He will live for ten もっと見る years. あなた can have a set amount of days to be with them before they leave.”
“L-leave?” The days I was alone come back to me. Those were not good days, I don’t want to be alone again, I don’t. I don’t want to be alone again. カラス is going to take them away? “Why are they leaving?!”
“Mickey is going to leave to die. チャウダー is going to leave to go out to the real world. あなた will also at one point.”
“Out… of the houses?”
“Yes. With the real blue sky, and grass, and many different types of people. あなた will no-doubt make new フレンズ there.”
“But I don’t want new friends. I want to stay with Mickey!”
“You are very selfish. あなた don’t care about Mickey. あなた care about being with him. And あなた care even less about Chowder.”
I… I do like Mickey more, but I want チャウダー to be okay too… “No.” That is all I can say. All I can do is deny what he is saying.
“Then perhaps あなた would be willing to prove that?”
“Ye-!” I do not know where I get this idea, but I get it. What if I told him that If I prove what I said, he would have to heal Mickey? “If I do… will あなた save Mickey?”
“… I might.”
Is that a yes または a no? “What does that mean?”
“It means that it is undecided. Consider it as a possibility but not a yes. It will depend on how quickly あなた prove yourself.”
“What do I need to do to prove myself then?”
“Kill the one that あなた truly care the least about.”
let the story begin Steve the dog is laying in the grass. Man this sucks being stuck on an island theirs nothing to do but eat and sleep i need something exciting thrilling something to get the blood pumping 発言しました Steve in deep thought at that moment he thought of something A PIRATE that’s it 発言しました Steve as he got up and started running towards town anybody got a ship he asked everybody. Finally someone gave him a makeshift ラフト, いかだ that not even a feather would touch. well i guess this will do for now 発言しました Steve as he set off OK now to get to business first things first i need a crew a first mate a navigator a cook a musician a engineer and もっと見る
well i guess we get first mate first i think ill set out north 発言しました Steve setting sail in the modern world we live in today soon he fell asleep when he woke up he was greeted によって marines...to be continued
well i guess we get first mate first i think ill set out north 発言しました Steve setting sail in the modern world we live in today soon he fell asleep when he woke up he was greeted によって marines...to be continued
Midnight Stormcloud
CATHER!! <3
age: 16
backstory: cather was made によって dr.eggman's grandfather before shadow but was somehow destroyed によって sonic,her mission was to destroy sonic but now dr.eggman remade cather and made her stronger then sonic and his フレンズ によって puting もっと見る abilltys like this: fire,earthquakes,destrution,and もっと見る impossible powers,she usally has a crush on shadow but doesnt 表示する it,later she teamed up with shadow in the early days.....now she walks alone and no one seen her again,but shadow has ture feeling for cather and will avenge her on any cost.......
お気に入り color: bloody red,
evil または good: darkness evil
likes: shadow,darkness,mephiles *cause their BDF's that the word best darkness friends*dr.eggman,rouge *Again another BDF*
her BDF'S *best darkness friends*: mephiles,rouge,dr.robotnik,nazo,metal sonic,and tails doll,
Meh....
If あなた didn't know, I'll break the sad(in my opinion)news. MephilesTheDark, an awesome artist and a close e-buddy to me, is leaving this spot. Sure I cried, but now...I'm getting kind of angry.
She mentioned this: "It's so damned with recolors...", along with other reasons that she knows herself.
I, now am slightly mad with recolorers. Yes, this issue is argued about constantly, and people just are tired of it. I'm tired of it too, so I'll let this go after a while. So don't expect me in the recolor "war" anytime soon.
But this is not a "PLZCOMEBACK!!!!" letter, that would be....well, stupid, to say the least. I just felt the need to say this. I can understand why she decided to leave, and will not 質問 any further.
...I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.
~Jeremiah 31:13
If あなた didn't know, I'll break the sad(in my opinion)news. MephilesTheDark, an awesome artist and a close e-buddy to me, is leaving this spot. Sure I cried, but now...I'm getting kind of angry.
She mentioned this: "It's so damned with recolors...", along with other reasons that she knows herself.
I, now am slightly mad with recolorers. Yes, this issue is argued about constantly, and people just are tired of it. I'm tired of it too, so I'll let this go after a while. So don't expect me in the recolor "war" anytime soon.
But this is not a "PLZCOMEBACK!!!!" letter, that would be....well, stupid, to say the least. I just felt the need to say this. I can understand why she decided to leave, and will not 質問 any further.
...I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.
~Jeremiah 31:13
