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Lynx
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Never Coming Home ::Anyone::
« Thread started on: Sep 8th, 2005, 3:13pm » |
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Beautiful skies, bohemian breeze, and a big blue ocean. That was the perfect way to describe the coast at the moment. It was absolutly mesmorizing on this very fine day. It was like being in a paradise of pure and utter environmental luxery. The trees were at their greenest and the fruits were fresh and ready to pick. There were all kinds to. Some were big and odd shaped and some had colors of green, red, and blue all mixed together. Some looked as if they were sweet, and some looked sour. It was so hard to tell, but either way they all looked ripe and refreshing. Exotic birds sang their sweet bohemian song as they called out to their young and mates. This was an island for the pure of heart. The only unpure thing here was the group who had just set foot onto the coast.
Big burley Anthros stomped over the pure white sands of the beach. Then followed a line of scrawny and scary looking anthros. Some had parts of their body missing and some looked just plane dirty and wraunchy. The big men looked like they could scarf down an elephant. What was scariest abotu the big men was that some were missing eyes. They were about the scariest, and oddest of all. There seemed to be one of the big crew that stood out the most though. This Anthro was quite different and more furnished from the rest of the men. He had beautiful dark brown locks of hair that was well kept and spiked up. He had beautiful jaded eyes that gazed far out to the coast. He was skinny and quite strange to be with such a group of men. He wore a dark Black jacket that was ripped and sewn back up with white threads. It cut off at his shoulders though and it seemed that there was noo collar to it. His shoulders were set bare for all to see. He wore black leather pants that put off at his knees. The pants then tucked into a pair of sleek, black boots.
A smile tugged at this man's lips and the silver lip ring shined in the sun for a meer moment. Just who were these men and why were they all here? Only the man in black would absolutly know the reason. "Alright my crew. Take the good fruit you can get, and if you find an iguana then bring it along. They are so good for the trades. If you find anything interesting then bring it to me so I may inspect it! You have two hours you scoundrils!" He commanded in a strong tone. They all let a cry of joy and laughed as they scattered about along the coast. The man in black was now left alone to do his own business and relax without a crew. It was easy to see now, that they were pirates. Their ship with the black sails now gave it away.
"Aye, these men are going to be the death of me. What will you do Lynx?" He asked himself in his own name and scratched his black cat ears. He then itched down to his nose, but grazed over his silver nose ring. He sighed heavily and began to walk along the coast with his arms crossed. He put his small glasses on so that he at least the sun was out of his jade eyes. He was curious of what else inhabited this island. Perhaps there was more around here, and perhaps he would just go see and find out.
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Salinaress
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Re: Never Coming Home ::Anyone::
« Reply #1 on: Sep 9th, 2005, 12:00am » |
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Salinaress lay dozing amidst the coils of her tail under the shade of a fragant flowering tree. Quite comfortable in the heat of this verdant paradise, she shifted easily in the warm bed of sand. The sweet perfume of the tropic seas and quiet sussurations of the waves only furthered her content daydreaming.
Perhaps it was not such an unwise decision to board that vessel. I should count myself lucky in that I was close enough to shore to avoid drowning.
Having been swept off the deck of the schooner she had bought passage on had been terrifying. She had only been up top during that dreadful storm only because her large reptilian body would not fit in the hold below. Swept overboard by one particularly rough wave, she had thrashed desperately until her tail touched the sandy shores of some unknown beach. Having lost her blindfold in the tumult of the gale, Salinaress groped blindly and exhaustedly to get further inland. Only to awaken, to her infinite surprise, in a seeming paradise.
Days had passed and no sign of rescue was forthcoming. But Salinaress continued to think, Is being marooned here truly so awful? There are fresh fruits and clear streams aplenty. As well as the climate suiting me perfectly well. The only thing that truly burdens my heart here is the utter solitude... Although 'tis just as well. Here alone without my blinds, I can see all of nature's beauty without risking another death to curse my soul.
Heaving a deep sigh, Salinaress broke from her thoughts. It would not do to become so melancholy. Stretching sinuously, she lithely uncoiled her long serpentine tail and began to slither through the sunwarmed sands. It was to complete surprise to come upon a person standing jauntily in the sands. Luckily the figure's back was to her, so her eyes caused no harm. Uttering a short gasp, she immediately snapped her eyes shut.
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Re: Never Coming Home ::Anyone::
« Reply #2 on: Sep 18th, 2005, 5:30pm » |
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He smiled and took aonther smell of the salty breeze in the air. Oh this felt so wonderful indeed. Maybe if this place was good enough, he would stop piracy. HA HA!That was a laugh and a joke in itself. Lynx could never abandon Piracy, not after how much he had accomplished. People feared him and his crew. He was only caught once, but that was because he was young and stupid. He was sly, grown, and definatly more mature now. If he was to be compared to the other crew members, he would be a genius in himself. He was very smart and very witty. No one could beat him in a mind game or in a simple race for speed. He was simply to smart.
He felt a strange eye upon him and slightly tensed. He felt a strange course in the wind and his ears twitched to listen to the very noise. He could hear fragile breathes. They were feminen, and a bit suprised? Perhaps this breath had seen him and caused a bit of uncertainty. That gasp had told him everything though. He smiled a bit and suddenly his body became lose, in a more haunting way. He turned his head all the way around to look at the woman with a smile on his face. It was a wide smile and his jaded eyes were very mysterious and psychotic. His body stayed facing ahead of him, but his head was turned.
"Well hello there ma'am. I see you are slightly suprised to see someone here. From the looks of you I can tell that you have been here for a bit." He observed her up and down again with another strange glint in his eyes. Even the white of his fangs poked through at his wider smile. It was natural for Lynx to do this. He always check out the newcommers and he would admit that this woman would indeed be different. Perhaps he could have fun with this. She had been here a while, and of course she would be scared and estranged by the crew when they came back. Oh this could not be any more delight. "Open your eye my dear. I wont bite you or snap." He said lowly with a strong voice.
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