Posts by Toasty is Satan

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    Dashiki could be found helping out the new students to their classes. His orange and white fur was clean and debrie free for the time being. The gold metal ornaments on his body was shine to a gloss. His bright emerald yet soft gaze and his friendly smile could be made note of. The seniority could be noticed as he helped them. Strapped to his back was a brown ukulele and around his neck was a emerald scarf.

    The infernape's ears twitched as he heard someone call out to him. Adverting his emerald gaze to the pokemons that called him. He brought his right hand behind his neck to rub it calmly. "Sure, I don't mind. Have fun." He responded calmly before he started to make his way down the hall. He brought the ukulele to the front of him and quietly started to play it as he walked.

    Entering the photography class, he quickly noticed some of the new faces that was there. "Good morning everyone." He greeted them calmly and openly. His emerald iris closed for a moment as he greeted before reopening them so that he he could make his to his seat next to the window. His glossy brown ukulele was slung back over his back. Dashiki brought up his palms to his green scarf that was tied around his neck, adjusting it somewhat before moving his hands away. His gaze focused on the teacher in front of him, but also being mindful of his classmates.

    Dashiki dug inside his emerald colored scarf that was around his neck and pulled out a simple black matted color camera and aimed the lens out the window. Quickly taking a picture of the skyline. Looking down at the large screen that was on his camera. A soft smile could be seen from the infernape's face as he was happy about the shot he just took.

    Dashiki's held tilted by all the commotion. The male Infernape quietly sighs before standing up from his seat to go to the male restroom, deciding to take a quick breather from the classroom. He soon found himself roaming the hallways





    This took fairly long.

    "I should go back to class." He whispered to himself as he noticed he was out for awhile. While the emerald eye Infernape walk to the art class. Dashiki placed his hands across his chest as he walked, the bottom of his emerald scarf touching his forearms. As the senior approached the door of the art class, he casually stroll in. "His ears twitched slightly as he found his seat near the front of the class. Slightly tilting his chair back, he stifle his yawn. His ears twitched constantly, easily telling that he was alert of what's going on arround him.

    As the Infernape was carefully balancing the back two legs of the seat he was sitting on. "They all even seems to enjoy themselves." The senior muttered to himself seeing the eagerness the others had about the assignment. He closed his emerald gaze to rest his eyelids. Keeping his awareness high.

    "Cold.... Rough... Leveled... Where am I? Who am I? What... Am I?" Thoughts that swarmed the mind if this giant chocolate skin male.


    Faint yet vivid images of a male with dreadlocks protecting a younger male from dogs. The next imaged flashed of the same dreadlocked male protecting a litter of kittens from a group of people who where throwing trash at them. Another image quickly flashed revealing the same being with dreadlocks, but this time he was on the ground surounded by a different group of people.


    "Was.. That.. Me..?"


    He questioned thoughtfully before he felt a terrible pain in his mind like his brain was being squeezed dry, caused by those images. Although he felt pain, he also felt surprisingly calm. Almost like he been through worst.


    Hesitantly opening his eyes, he saw only darkness. To him the mysterious and infinite darkness awed him, what struck some fear was that the cold, leveled surface he felt earlier had completely vanished and shifted into nothing. Making him feel as if he was flying? Floating? Hovering?


    "Make it stop!"


    He felt the fear of floating consume him.


    "Make it stop!!"


    Until it finally consumed him...


    "Make... It... Stop..."


    Off in the distance he could he hear someone speaking? Calling him?


    "Shh, Da..shi..ki"


    As if the name meant something, it oddly calmed the male. The more it was said, the more it calmed him until finally, he was unbothered by the floating sensation. As if that was the key to opening his capsule, he squinted his eyes as at the sudden light that came forth. His chocolate-scarred covered body fell from the capsule and onto the ground in front of it with a heavy thud.