Posts by distressedlittlemoon

I'll join! I have some samples here of what I can do!

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I was also thinking that the Starclan cats could be in the reflection of the water, is that okay?

OOC: Cages, Stormwind? I think you're missing something. Elizabeth and I seem to imagine the test subjects being kept in rooms with bunks, not cages. I'm I right Elizabeth?

Lycaon didn't noticed Ella's scythe, he's always seen a weapon of some kind on everyone he meets here. "So, what are you guys? I mean, what's your powers? I would tell you mine if I only could remember. Do you even talk?" Lycaon started to ask a bunch of questions that soon became a noisy blur. Question of how, why, and when they came here and also random ones like, do you like reading books? The noise was suddenly silenced by Allen's hand covering Lycaon's mouth. "Sorry, I'll get him away form the door." Allen said pulling the muffling Lycaon out of Ella's way. As soon as they were at the back of the room Allen released Lycaon form his bird-like hands. Lycaon quickly turned around to him and started to whine at him.

"Allen! I wanted to talk to them!"
"You were annoying them! You should glad I pulled you away before they got mad."
"They wouldn't get mad at me! I wanted to talk to them before my next test. Who knows how long the white coats are going to test on me this time! I may not have another chance!"

Allen placed his hand on Lycaon's loud mouth aging, but suddenly felt a chilling wetness on it. He pulled away and yelled. "Did you just lick me?! Gross!" The two started to argue aging as they usually do.

Lycaon's voice became less whining, and more angry. "Why are you treating me like this?! I thought I was your friend!" Allen started to notice that Lycaon's snarling teeth were growing bigger and his eyes more wild. Allen's usual cool voice was panicky as he spoke. "Whoa whoa, clam down! It's okay, I'm still your friend!" Lycaon snapped back as soon he realize he was about to turn. He looked down in shame for even thinking of hurting someone. Allen stood there in shock, but knew he how to comfort him. He sighed and raised his arms to signal a hug, which Lycaon returned. Allen was embarrassed by his so called friend for making him do this, but when your friend is a werewolf that changes on high stress levels what can you do?

OOC: Do you guys have any theme songs for your characters? :3

All cats of Windclan were in shock, standing far away form Tealpaw's lifeless body. All, but a small brown apprentice named Rabbitpaw. He walked towards his older brother with tears swelling in his eyes and trembling mews. The little cat lied on top of his blue pelt, hiding his face in the fur. The medicine cat padded over to Tealpaw and looked at the wound. She was shocked by the damage but clean kill it was, nothing she knew could have done this. She looked up to Firedawn and asked. "How did he die?" Rabbitpaw looked up to the flame warrior too, he wanted to hear what happened..

Also, I have a question. I'm I allowed to draw the two sitting together anyway I want, or do they have to be doing something else? (Like, are they cuddling? Sitting together and talking, or are they just sitting together but are thinking alone?) Also, what emotion are they feeling?

I'm asking a lot because I want this picture to be just right! :3

I want to start an Art shop for fresh kill, where do I start the tread? Also, I need to know how to make my pictures into avatar size without ruining the quality. If you have any tips on running the shop that would be very appreciated.

Dose anyone know how the freshkill system works? I want to start a art shop and want to range the prices fairly. I need to know how you obtain freshkill by yourself, and how high I have to make the prices based on the effort to get the numbers.

Thanks, Peach. I'm glad that you always help me out! :3

Wow, thanks! This will help a lot!

A loud buzzing noise echoed throughout the large containment room and the speaker in the corner spoke in a robotic voice. "Test subject 775, your daily analysis are now about to began. We will escort you to the testing grounds. Any resistance will end in severe punishment." Another door on the opposite side of the room where Ellen stood opened, and in the way a heavily armored man stood in the way. The door couldn't be opened inside the room and was indestructible like the rest of the walls. The mask man lifted a devise in his hands and scanned the room, the heat of all the subjects' bodies displayed on the screen, even Carpathia's. "Test subject 195 (Carpathina), show yourself where I can see you or else face the consequences." The man placed his hand on his holster, which held the 500,000 volt taser gun that could paralyze anyone in his room.

Lycaon always felt fearful of the masked men who escorted the test subjects around the camp, but he let go of Allen and walked over to the man with his hands out. The man strapped tight restraining ropes around Lycaon's tanned hands, like strong handcuffs fit for a werewolf. The man now waited for Carpathia, still ready to strike him if he attacks.

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You're welcome, that's what I'm here for! Have I helped you before or something? Because my memory is weak...XD

Well, yeah you have. I was the one who came here a couple times because I had technical difficulties and you helped out. Anyways thank you!

The man raised his hand form his holster and pointed his finger at Carpatia. "If you hide yourself aging when I appear, I will personally put you down like a dog." He grabbed Lycaon's bonded hands and pulled him out of the room. Lycaon took a backwards glace at everyone aging, smiling as if he was saying goodbye. The door closed and everyone inside the room was trapped aging.

Allen knew what kind of tests the white coats did on Lycaon. After endless nights of hearing Lycaon's pain filled howls, he put the pieces together. The werewolf boy can only turn when under high stress, so cruel actions must take place. Lycaon always forgot the things they did to him thanks to the chemical shots that erased his memories of the night.. Little do they know that even thou his memory is gone, Lycaon is becoming emotively damaged without knowing why.

"Good for him." Allen thought. "I hope he snaps right in front of their faces. They deserve to be torn apart by his teeth for treating us like this." Allen usually didn't think like this, but the idea that his 'friend' could proved an escape form this place was too good. He just needs to give Lycaon a little push.

Allen wanted to tell about his escape plan to the everyone, but with the cameras on he can't say anything about escape. Luckily he had a piece of paper that he stole form the white coats, but no pencil or pen. He deiced to write with his long talons and scratched lightly on the paper. The dirt on his claws left a black mark as good as any pencil. The chicken scratch (Allen hated himself for thinking of that bird pun.) writing was sloppy, but readable. Allen past the note to Carpathia senice his power's will be the most use in the plan. The note read.

I have a plan to escape. You in? I want to use Lycaon as an distraction maybe get his werewolfself to kill some guards. And I want you to find a way to open the doors. Any questions?

Allen wrote on the note to answer him and passed it back.

Not Lycaon thou, that guy is a ticking time boom, we can't bring him along. He'll serve as an distraction and we all will escape, he can die here for all I care. As for your collar I'll try to find a way to break it off without getting you fried and out of the camera's view. Pass this note to everyone else to tell them about the plan. When the time is right I'll tell you.

Allen moved away form Carpathia and lightly fluttered up to his bunk. He will wait for the right time, but now he needs time to think alone.

Allen sat on his bed and eyed everyone else, counting the number of people that will be needed to escape. He looked at Ellen saw her wings that were like his. He thought sourly. "I bet she'll be more help in the plan then me.." Allen touched his black feathers remembering what the white coats said about them. Because Allen is only fifteen and is still growing, his wings can't fully support him. Form what he can understand about girls is that they mature faster then boys, so she must be able to fly already. He returned his thoughts on the escape, not of who or how to proceed it, but of what to do afterwards. Ether way they need to find a place to live on their own, without the world always trying to crush them.

Allen then thought of Lycaon.. He didn't hate the boy, but the truth of his emotion unstably will always be a problem. Allen can't imagine bringing him along after the escape. "He'll understand." He thought. The plan will need his help and Allen knew how much it would hurt Lycaon to be tricked, but.. It needs to be done.

OOC: I have theme songs for Lycaon and Allen. :3

Allen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RhsAWYxJXk

Lycaon: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xW5Q4fbatl4 (It mostly will apply to him after Allen betrays him and leaves him)

Also I want to draw both of them, but I'm not sure.. Do you guys think I should?

A loud buzz filled the entire room and the speaker spoke aging. "Thirty minutes until bedtime, the light will go out and night vision cameras will be on." The speaker clicked off.

Allen wondered why they were keeping Lycaon for so long, but he deiced to lie down in his bed. He thought for a long time and figured out of what to do. During his next testing he'll find away to get files about Carpathia's collar. For now he needs some sleep.

OOC: Sure SpiritOwl, you can join!

The door that can only be opened form the outside slid open with Lycaon in the doorway, and the guard behind him. The masked man removed the boy's wrist retains and pushed him into the room and shut the door. Lycaon looked tired and every muscle in his body was sore. The only thing is he can remember why, in fact he can remember anything. He wined a little bit and crawled into one of the bunks and lied on his chest, but something seemed to be in his shirt. He pulled the object out, which was a book with the title.

Lycaon tried to remember what this book was for, but the headache he had made it difficult.. Allen! He now remembers that he took this book form the whitecoats for Allen! "Allen! I got a gift for you!" He ran over to Allen's bunk and jumped up to the top bed. He was about to speak aging, but was quite when he saw Allen was already deep in sleep. Lycaon gently put the book next to his sleeping friend and climbed down. The speaker click on aging and spoke.

"Lights out in.. Three.. Two.. One.."

The lights suddenly turned off and the entire room was black. Lycaon was shocked and was blind in the darkness, he started to feel around with outstretched hands. He felt the metal bases of a bunk and climb in the bottom bed. He lied in it and soon fell asleep. Above Lycaon was Allen, with the book only a few inches form his face.

OOC: Bump?