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Tom shrugged, "I'll live." he muttered.

ooc~ sure XD

Twigleg bristled and unsheathed his claws, "Take the kits and hide. I'll fight." he meowed.

chobits03 wrote:

Name:Matilda Dukelow
Age:13
Year:2
Personality:meet her
Appearance:
Pet:puppie bruce
Family:unknown
Other:nope
Crush:Solarix Malfoy
Blood type: Pure-blood/Half-blood (Put a line through the answer.)
House:slytherin

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Ooc~ lol sorry, solarix is a girl typo for the relations part, accidentally wrote him.

Ooc~ Do you have any suggestions? ((I'll start brainstorming))

Ooc~ sorry about that my bad

Ooc~ That sounds good. What about after they fall in love for plot? How about there's a fire and Tom gets really badly scarred from his burns OR there's a car crash and he looses the ability to lose his legs and kinda gives up on life before Chessie helps him turn it all around?

Okay, so the basic story is that Thomas Fincher, a popular handsome teenager who was top athlete in his class, got caught in a house-fire started at a party he was throwing. He was hit by a falling rafter which broke his back in such a way that he no longer has the use of his legs and is confined to a wheelchair. Since he was stuck in the fire for so long while caught by the rafter, he suffered horrible scars all over his face and arms. He believes he's lost everything, his looks, his athletic ability and, due to the fire, his parents. He's given up on life and wants to die. Can the right girl fix his shattered life?

"No, go!" Twigleg snarled, trying to pinpoint where the dogs were.

Ooc~ Sure :)

Ooc~ We can start now :)

Ic~ Thomas sat in his wheelchair as his older brother, Ethan, pushed him out of the hospital. There was a group of people from his class and various sports teams waiting there but he stared at his hands in his lap, not acknowledging them at all. He didn't want to be seen by the people who had once respected him. They wouldn't like him anymore. He had nothing. He couldn't walk and he had hideous scars all over his face and arms. "Let's just go to the car." he whispered to his brother, his voice raspy and hoarse from smoke inhalation, another thing the fire had taken from him.

Ooc~ Sure. Actually do you wanna make it that during the fire he got hit by a falling rafter which is why he can't move his legs anymore and how he was exposed in the fire long enough to get such bad burns?

Thomas barely acknowledged anyone's presence, too busy thinking about everything he had lost in that fire. He had lost his looks, his legs, his parents and his voice. Well, he still had his voice it was just too hoarse to do much with. He glanced up and saw Maxx but looked away. What would she ever see in him? Ethan offered an apologetic smile to the people who looked at Thomas and then glanced at Maxx. "Depression." he mouthed.

Ooc~ Aww...

"And if I die now at least we'll be in StarClan together." Twigleg meowed, smiling slightly as he gave her cheek a gentle lick.

Ethan offered another sad smile, "Fire." he mouthed. He hesitated for a moment and then wheeled Thomas over to Maxx. "Hi, what's your name?" Ethan asked, while Thomas just stared at his useless legs in silence.

Ooc~ Okay so skip to when he's discharged and the fire happens a bit later at some sort of party they go to together?

Ethan smiled slightly, "I'm Ethan and this is Thomas. Go on Thomas, say hi." Thomas barely looked up, not wanting anyone to see his scarred face, "Hi." he whispered, voice hoarse and rasping.

Ooc~ okay XD

Ic~ Tom finally got discharged and was walking home. It wasn't that far from the hospital to his and Chessie's houses.

Twigleg waited for the dogs to come, bristling and claws unsheathed. "Come and get me." he whispered as they burst into the clearing. "You won't touch my family!" Twigleg yowled, leaping at the nearest dog and clawing at it's eyes furiously before leaping to the next and biting it's ear. The dogs howled and barked loudly, trying to pinpoint their assailant. Twigleg was about to leap at the fourth dog when one of them grabbed him by the hindquarters and began flinging him around like a piece of prey.