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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Okay, where the fuck was he? All he remembered was joking around with Juan Mata - his fellow team mate - in training when bullets ripped the cloudy British sky open and screams of panic filled the air. Of course, he knew who he was and that. His name was David De Gea Quintana and he was born on November 7th. He has had surgery to fix myopic in on of his eyes. He loved listening to heavy metal, especially before a match. He was a goalkeeper at Manchester United. On that exact night at training, he was 24 years old. But now he was laying on the ground, as a fucking brown tabby cat and not much older than two months old! "¿Dónde estoy? Joder ..." He asked himself in his native language; Spanish. "Esto debe ser un sueño!" He exclaimed in a hushed whisper, his hazel orbs flickering around the unfamiliar land as he desperately tried to take everything in.


    "Hello, is anyone there?" He asked with a thick accent, brows furrowing in concern.


    pls ignore my weird obsession thank
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]He may not have the 'natural' instincts of a cat, but he sure did realize that someone was coming towards him. The tiny hairs on the back of his neck stood on edge and it relaxed him a bit, because it was a near human reaction, right? His wide hazel eyes were fixed on the kelpie and it took all of his mental strength to not turn away and race off; screaming like a banshee as he did so. As his orbs met the dog's, a lump instantly appeared in his throat and his heart began thumping uncomfortably fast against his chest.


    After a few moments of hesitation, he eased the tension in his jaw and smacked his lips together to make a sound. "My name is David De Gea Quintana which is pron-pronounced as Da-Vid Da He-A Key-in-tana." He replied; his voice barely audible. "Por Favor ... ¿Dónde estoy?" He instinctively switched back to his native language, as though expecting a translator to suddenly arrive and tell the other male what he was saying. He gasped and ignored the sudden urge to cry as his eyes began to sting.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"I am so sorry, I do not understand much English." He apologized briefly, forcing himself to tear his gaze away from the rather friendly dog - who he thought was alright so far. His eyes continued to sting and he refused permission to his tears, who wanted nothing less than for him to look like a fool. He let a shudder escape his lips and seeing as he had to get used to being a cat, drew a paw over his ears. But of course, he only did that because when he was human, his nervous twitch was to mess with his hair. A sob caused his body to shake for a second or two.


    Turning back to Seldric, he bit his lip and nodded as though acknowledging the fact that he gave his name. When he asked the infamous question for people to burst out crying if they are sad when questioned, he legit thought that his chest was going to explode from the effort of not appearing a weak ass kid; because he sure wasn't. "Oh ... Oh, I'm bien, gracias. I mean good, I'm good."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]Everything about that sentence made alarm bells chime in his head. But what could happen? I mean, if he kidnapped - or catnapped, he didn't know any more - then maybe he would wake up? Blinking rapidly, he stared at the dog and opened his mouth, before closing it when no sound came out. "Si; I will come." He answered, chewing on his bottom lip discreetly as he tried not to freak out.


    "The language is, uhh, Spanish." He informed him, having to stop briefly to try and think of the correct words. "I had to know, um, English because well, uhh ... Never mind." David shook his head viciously and just fixed his hazel orbs back on Seldric.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"Very difficult language. Not as hard as English though. I don't understand how you can speak English." He shrugged, flicking his ears. David had mentally calmed down now, but he couldn't get his head around the fact that this guy hadn't heard his own language before! Blimey! "Gracias; thank you." He replied, offering Seldric a rare smile. He never smiled. He just expressed his emotions differently.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]He shrugged, not knowing what to say. It was weird having to speak another language for so long. If he was an interview, by now he would be able to talk Spanish again and the translator would translate what he was saying for the press. He was thankful for the pace that Seldric was going, because now he didn't have to concentrate on running instead of words. "I am a human." He meowed, before frowning slightly. That didn't seem right. "Joder. I mean, uh, I woke up as 'this'. I don't even know what you are on about. I'm quite outgoing if you are saying I'm a loner so, um, no. A clan? In Spain and across the world, a clan is like, uh, a warrior group?"


    As all these people - no wait, animals - approached, he heard the familiar chimes of alarm bells in his head. He ignored them. He nodded when the kelpie told everyone his name and just bit his lips shyly.


    //brodie shhh
    i couldn't stay away and decided to make another character and not bring back spock lmao hiii !!!


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"Who is Scorpionsting?" He asked himself quietly, visibly confused as he desperately looked around for a familiar face.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"This is from a, uh, film! I know the tune but I have only watched this in Spanish, um so if I make a mistake I'm sorry." David exclaimed in that thick Spanish accent of his, going quieter as he finished, before shying away. He seemed to hesitate for a few brief seconds before he must have thought 'yolo' and began to sing:


    "Are you, are you
    Coming to the tree
    Where dead man called out
    For his love to flee.
    Strange things did happen here
    No stranger would it be
    If we met at midnight
    In the hanging tree.


    //i cried 5ever when i watched mockingjay fml ;-;.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"Miss, miss!" He screamed before falling silent. Wide eyed and shaking with alarm, he raced over to her. He had been relaxing by the nursery and trying to not think of Juan - oh his Mata, his Spanish friend! He missed him already. He was just about to fall asleep and have yet another miserable dream when Thousandlies collapsed. "Estás bien? Por favor, estar bien. Oh, Dios mío, yo ni siquiera sé su nombre." David whispered frantically to her, automatically switching to his native language as he tried not to freak out. He took a deep breath and began to calm himself down.


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    [size=7pt]USERNAME. Nanners.
    DISPLAY NAME. Nanners.
    MUSE. 7/10.
    ACTIVITY. 5/10.


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    PERSONALITY. [ quiet, brave, ambitious, intelligent, athletic, humorous. ]


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    PLOTS. - Finds another human-now-animal guy.
    - Murders or injures someone with donuts. don't even
    - Have a bromance like Daun (Mata x David)
    THEME SONGS. + Powerless // Linkin Park.
    + Beat the Devil's Tattoo // Black Rebel Motorcycle Club.
    + This is the One // The Stone Roses.
    [ && songs from Metallica, Take That and Avenged Sevenhold. ]
    OTHER. wip lmao.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=8]"I am sorry, please forgive me." He replied, dipping his head to hide shame. It wasn't his fault that he nearly had a panic attack! David bit his lip and looked back up at her. "Are you okay? You just ... Fell." He asked, flicking his ears.


    //shh i had to write that bc no google translate my head hurts ow


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