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10:11am Jan 21 2009
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okays, I have made a little story about my creatu, I did not copy the plot from anyone of anything, so don't say I did! I also want opinions because this is going as my staff writer application (yes, Lost does want to be a staff member) So here goes..... and don't forget! Enjoy! The smell of damp was the first thing that hit me. I feebly opened my eyes and released a long yawn. I lay there for a few seconds, not knowing where I was. I couldn’t remember what had happened the night before just an explosion, fire and then the dark. I would have thought such a place would be on Reiflem, but in fact, I was in Relcore visiting Baked Goods, when the whole thing came down in an eruption of flames that danced around the building, not caring if the creatus inside died in the process. I looked down to my arm, which was lying limply by the side and saw a huge burn sprawled from the top of my wrist to my elbow. I shuddered as the burn took its turn and stung my whole arm as if a thousand white hot needles were being forced into the scar. After a few sounds of lying on the ground while the burn started stinging through the numbness, I decided to get up. I shifted my weight to my good arm and staggered up with great difficulty. My legs were weak and had a serious case of ‘pins and needles’. I looked around the area, the grass was beautiful, and the soft dew that trickled down it sparkled in the sunlight. There was a group of trees to one side, all standing tall and even though they were thin, they looked very sturdy, I bet that even if an elephant charged into those trees they wouldn’t show any signs of falling down at all. In front of the trees lay a deep moat, but it wasn’t the sort of moat you’d expect around castles filled with filthy black water, crocodiles and who-knows-what. No, this was not even an intimidating moat, its crystal clear water amazed me and how the dirty ahea bathing in it did not even taint the marvelous beauty. I figured out how to get across if I wanted, there were elegant marble skipping stones floating on the surface just adding to the beauty of the whole scene. ‘Skipping stones!’ The child inside of me screamed and I had to fight the temptation to leap across the pearl-like stones to silence it. I looked down across the landscape and saw a small animal lying limp in the grass. I hurried over and patted his small vulpine head and his fringe dangled over my hand. I recognized the small cream veram immediately; he was my only creatu at the time, Amien. His laughter caught me by surprise and he wriggled out of my grasp and eagerly leapt up on four paws. “Looks like you’ve finally awaken; I had you there for a moment, didn’t I?” He chuckled.I didn’t reply but just ran my fingers through his brilliant soft fur. I sighed as he reluctantly purred under my affection for him. I stopped suddenly and he looked up with confusion in his eyes. I stared into the trees and heard a voice yell inside my head, you have to go in there! That’s the reason you were brought here! I turned as Amien cleared his throat with a raspy cough. “Amien….?”“Yeah, Lost?” Amien cocked his head and gave me the ‘puppy-dog eyes’.“I have to go in there!” I said rising from the ground. “I have to go in there Amien, but I have to go alone.”The word ‘alone’ rung through my ears, but I didn’t want to danger Amien, I would sacrifice myself just for his safety. His eyes filled with tears that would never fall, for creatus don’t cry. He gulped and rose to his paws as well, his body shook and I knew he was about to snap. “I will come back…” I added, hoping to cease his anger and fear, but I think it just made it burst.“Don’t you even think of going in there alone!” He growled, “You’re not coming back! I can tell! Don’t you think that I can’t hear the raging deceit in your voice? Don’t you think I can’t smell the tension in the air? I can feel it in my skin, electricity is plaguing my fur, I can feel it in my wings, a shiver of goose bumps doomed never to fade! You’re not coming back!”I started to walk towards the moat and he whimpered after me, “You won’t come back…I can tell….If you leave…what will become of me? I know what’ll happen. I will be sent back to the awful place you rescued me from!” I flinched as the memories shook me. Amien had been natural then, and in a very poor state indeed. The ribs clear through his skin, sharp twisted creatures that hinted starvation. His fur was matted and hung in clumps in some places, bald in others. A chain was wrapped so tightly around his neck, it’s a wonder he didn’t choke, and his eyes and those were the worst part, full of remorse and hate and the love for something he had not yet found. I wanted to be that something for him. I swiped him from the chain, picking the lock cleverly with a hair clip and ran for it. Unfortunately, the alarm had gone off since I had forgotten to take the price tag off, which was unbuyable and now I was a fugitive. It wasn’t a bad crime, actually, I think that was the right thing to do for a creatu in that state, Amien was very happy of it as well, he thought of it as a blessing.I rolled my eyes, pretending not to feel hurt from the last comment and sighed, “Fine, you can come!” *It was half an hour since we’d ventured into the forest and I regretted it. Every step I took the smell of damp wood and urine from the many abandoned creatu made my nose wrinkle in disgust. It was starting to get dark, huh I thought to myself Atquati must get dark real early, I looked up in the sky and stared long and hard into the sun, until I realized, it was no sun, it was Reiflem. I felt a sudden want to be on Reiflem, to smell the scent of burnt, a very familiar smell and feel the heat radiating out of everywhere, like one big central heating system. I sighed and looked down at my feet and then turned to see Amien eagerly trotting behind me. His ex
pression was a triumphant one, and I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful and elegant he was in full health. I leapt up effortlessly on to a rock and he gracefully pranced towards me before he came to a halt before my feet, his tail wagging. “Amien, want a break? I know I could keep running but you need your rest.” I asked, giving myself an excuse to sit down.“Pfft!”He spat, “I could run any day, every day for as long as I wanted, I honestly don’t need a break, but since you desperately want me to have one, I guess I’ll just have to do as you say.” He smiled his wolfy grin, looking like he was fiercely snarling; his teeth still took on their gleaming white shine even in the half-light. “Okay then.” I mumbled, collapsing down on the rock, “We’d better start a fire…”“We’re in Atquati, remember?” Amien sighed heavily before curling up into a ball as he lay beside me. He shivered, it must be awfully cold for him, he was a Reiflem-dweller, like I. We’d never been to Atquati before this strange incident so I debated in my head whether to heartlessly warm myself up and leave his shaking with cold or to pull my cloak over him and half-shield us both from the creeping ice-like weather. I went with option two and like most choices I make, I regretted it. The shivering started as soon as it got dark, gradually getting worse, minute by minute. I couldn’t sleep out in the open like this, I was a city person, and all this organic had been adventurous, even exciting at first but like most things, it wore off on me easily. I sighed at the dainty trees that looked down at me. I drifted in and out of consciousness; every time I fell asleep I was brutally awoken but the stunning jolt of cold. I knew deep down that I needed the rest for tomorrow’s walk but I decided to go against the instinct and sat up, cuddling the cloak to my chest and nastily, I woke Amien up to share my suffering. He growled as I nudged him, I knew he was awake now, but I wanted someone to talk to so I snatched the cloak off him and watched his eyes snap open a half-second later.“Lost!” He yelped, and saw the cloak in my hands. He pounced and, without bothering to use his wings that seemed so perfect for the time, fell into the shrubbery. I laughed as he struggled to wriggle out, twigs and leaves blocking his path,“S-s-sometimes, I don’t know why I haven’t killed you already!” He shivered and I giggled in response,“I know! Because you’d be the one who’d have to clean up the mess!” *We’d started early, about six a.m. in the morning, we could have lied in if we’d wanted, but my legs were in desperate need of stretching and my arms were limp by my sides. I walked now, as happy as Larry, whoever ‘Larry’ was, I’d never quite figured that one out. Until we saw the first of the many abandoned creatus, it was a natural baby berrok, its eyes giant and over-flowing with never to be shed tears. It galloped to my heels and rested its paws on my feet, but I didn’t want to adopt it. It wasn’t like Amien was, sitting humbly in the dark, it was begging to be taken, and I didn’t know how it would act after this event. I simply sighed “No” and it immediately whimpered then with its head down, and it dragged itself out of our path. Amien stared after it and sighed,“That was me once you know.” I looked at his sad ex
pression and his beautiful vulpine features; I couldn’t imagine him as a creatu begging to be taken in, to share a home with. No, Amien wasn’t that type, he was the kind of creatu that sat in the corner and waited patiently. The kind of creatu that could wait centuries and still be pleasant when he got what he was waiting on, that was one of his aspects that I loved. And always would love.I sighed and turned to him, his eyes were very stern, very dominant. I didn’t return that sort of gaze, he was too intimidating to challenge, even though he was the size of a small fox. He cocked his head, and looked at me with his steady face, his lips never curling into a smile. “Do…you want me to adopt it? I could call its name, I’m sure it’ll come back….” I whispered, I didn’t like the thought of forever being owner of that creatu, a creatu that lied itself into a family, like ours.“Unlikely! His name was jkgnhjd, it would take you days to pronounce it alone.” It was the sort of thing I’d expect Amien to laugh as he said it, but I suspected that he was feeling shaken as bad memories of abandonment flooded back into his mind. I decided to stroke him, hopefully cheering him up as I gently massaged his ears, but he looked down at his paws, the air felt tense, as if I had hit an emotional barrier, I could not reach him. He simply shook his head and stood up, I smiled, knowing that the optimist inside of him had taken its turn. He looked at me, his eyes still watering, he was about to snap but he gulped down the sadness within him and said, steadily,“I suppose you want to know why I have bad memories of my time here” He weakly smiled at me, I didn’t want to be the cause of his suffering but I knew it was a better time than ever,“Okay, if it doesn’t hurt you, why?”Amien gulped as we walked along side each other, he seemed focused on the track before him, but I knew he was deeply concentrated on the memories that seemed to so badly shake him. “When I was hatched, I was with another owner for a while. I thought I belonged there, as I do with you. Our bond became so strong! I loved her deeply and her fellow creatu whom I’d spent my childhood years with. But, as I became teen, our bond between us became fainter…I noticed it and spoke of it to my owner, I’d said something like, ‘Why aren’t you acting the same with me as you did a few months back?’ They had replied harshly, ‘I only really like verams when they’re baby.’ I realized then, she had just wanted me because I had been cute. I hadn’t been loved at all! One day, she brought me here, deep into the forest, and then told me, ‘You have to go now Amien, I don’t want you anymore.’ I didn’t know what to do! She had vanished in a strange pale blue aura, I screamed her name for months afterwards, searched desperately to find her, but she never came back.I learnt to live a life of solitude. I didn’t speak to anybody, but I ran beside people exploring the forest, trying desperately to find my new owner, my new life. I didn’t eat for a long time either, I hated the loneliness and I was young, I needed companionship. After a while, I found someone who wanted to adopt me, wait, they didn’t want to adopt me they just wanted my name! They dumped me in their shop and then you found me, and to hide my identity, you fed me this ghastly bean than changed the color of my fur. And, we went through strange and unpredictable adventures, including the trip to Trash Ishmus! I stank for a week! And now, I guess I’m here, walking on yet another exploration doomed to have no end to the ‘weirdness!’”I loved the way he recovered, and even laughed as he spoke of me at the end. We continued in silence, myself, I was deep in thought and very annoyed with both previous owners for being so heartless to such a beautiful creatu. I almost cried, how could some people name their creatu names like jkgnhjd and then curse them to an eternity of living in this forest. Baby creatu, forced to fend for themselves at such a young age! In danger of being a victim to starvation, in danger of being killed by another fierce creature looking for a quick meal! I knew one thing deep in my heart, no matter how black it was, I could never do something like that to Amien, the thought of him wandering these tracks, alone, made me shudder. I knew I would never do that to any creatu, the guilt would tear me up from the inside out. But, the terrible voice that beckoned me to go into this place yesterday called out again, No matter how hard you try! You will have to leave him! He is a danger to you! If you want to continue your pointless, little life, listen to me! I ignored it, and I knew that, no matter how hard it tried to talk me into leaving my beloved veram I never would, even if it took my life in the process. Like I said, I would sacrifice myself just for his safety.
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10:21am Jan 21 2009
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Gyah! Here is an easier version to read The smell of damp was the first thing that hit me. I feebly opened my eyes and released a long yawn. I lay there for a few seconds, not knowing where I was. I couldn’t remember what had happened the night before just an explosion, fire and then the dark. I would have thought such a place would be on Reiflem, but in fact, I was in Relcore visiting Baked Goods, when the whole thing came down in an eruption of flames that danced around the building, not caring if the creatus inside died in the process. I looked down to my arm, which was lying limply by the side and saw a huge burn sprawled from the top of my wrist to my elbow. I shuddered as the burn took its turn and stung my whole arm as if a thousand white hot needles were being forced into the scar. After a few sounds of lying on the ground while the burn started stinging through the numbness, I decided to get up. I shifted my weight to my good arm and staggered up with great difficulty. My legs were weak and had a serious case of ‘pins and needles’. I looked around the area, the grass was beautiful, and the soft dew that trickled down it sparkled in the sunlight. There was a group of trees to one side, all standing tall and even though they were thin, they looked very sturdy, I bet that even if an elephant charged into those trees they wouldn’t show any signs of falling down at all. In front of the trees lay a deep moat, but it wasn’t the sort of moat you’d expect around castles filled with filthy black water, crocodiles and who-knows-what. No, this was not even an intimidating moat, its crystal clear water amazed me and how the dirty ahea bathing in it did not even taint the marvelous beauty. I figured out how to get across if I wanted, there were elegant marble skipping stones floating on the surface just adding to the beauty of the whole scene. ‘Skipping stones!’ The child inside of me screamed and I had to fight the temptation to leap across the pearl-like stones to silence it. I looked down across the landscape and saw a small animal lying limp in the grass. I hurried over and patted his small vulpine head and his fringe dangled over my hand. I recognized the small cream veram immediately; he was my only creatu at the time, Amien. His laughter caught me by surprise and he wriggled out of my grasp and eagerly leapt up on four paws. “Looks like you’ve finally awaken; I had you there for a moment, didn’t I?” He chuckled.I didn’t reply but just ran my fingers through his brilliant soft fur. I sighed as he reluctantly purred under my affection for him. I stopped suddenly and he looked up with confusion in his eyes. I stared into the trees and heard a voice yell inside my head, you have to go in there! That’s the reason you were brought here! I turned as Amien cleared his throat with a raspy cough. “Amien….?” “Yeah, Lost?” Amien cocked his head and gave me the ‘puppy-dog eyes’. “I have to go in there!” I said rising from the ground. “I have to go in there Amien, but I have to go alone.”The word ‘alone’ rung through my ears, but I didn’t want to danger Amien, I would sacrifice myself just for his safety. His eyes filled with tears that would never fall, for creatus don’t cry. He gulped and rose to his paws as well, his body shook and I knew he was about to snap. “I will come back…” I added, hoping to cease his anger and fear, but I think it just made it burst. “Don’t you even think of going in there alone!” He growled, “You’re not coming back! I can tell! Don’t you think that I can’t hear the raging deceit in your voice? Don’t you think I can’t smell the tension in the air? I can feel it in my skin, electricity is plaguing my fur, I can feel it in my wings, a shiver of goose bumps doomed never to fade! You’re not coming back!” I started to walk towards the moat and he whimpered after me, “You won’t come back…I can tell….If you leave…what will become of me? I know what’ll happen. I will be sent back to the awful place you rescued me from!” I flinched as the memories shook me. Amien had been natural then, and in a very poor state indeed. The ribs clear through his skin, sharp twisted creatures that hinted starvation. His fur was matted and hung in clumps in some places, bald in others. A chain was wrapped so tightly around his neck, it’s a wonder he didn’t choke, and his eyes and those were the worst part, full of remorse and hate and the love for something he had not yet found. I wanted to be that something for him. I swiped him from the chain, picking the lock cleverly with a hair clip and ran for it. Unfortunately, the alarm had gone off since I had forgotten to take the price tag off, which was unbuyable and now I was a fugitive. It wasn’t a bad crime, actually, I think that was the right thing to do for a creatu in that state, Amien was very happy of it as well, he thought of it as a blessing. I rolled my eyes, pretending not to feel hurt from the last comment and sighed, “Fine, you can come!” * It was half an hour since we’d ventured into the forest and I regretted it. Every step I took the smell of damp wood and urine from the many abandoned creatu made my nose wrinkle in disgust. It was starting to get dark, huh I thought to myself Atquati must get dark real early, I looked up in the sky and stared long and hard into the sun, until I realized, it was no sun, it was Reiflem. I felt a sudden want to be on Reiflem, to smell the scent of burnt, a very familiar smell and feel the heat radiating out of everywhere, like one big central heating system. I sighed and looked down at my feet and then turned to see Amien eagerly trotting behind me. His ex
pression was a triumphant one, and I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful and elegant he was in full health. I leapt up effortlessly on to a rock and he gracefully pranced towards me before he came to a halt before my feet, his tail wagging. “Amien, want a break? I know I could keep running but you need your rest.” I asked, giving myself an excuse to sit down. “Pfft!”He spat, “I could run any day, every day for as long as I wanted, I honestly don’t need a break, but since you desperately want me to have one, I guess I’ll just have to do as you say.” He smiled his wolfy grin, looking like he was fiercely snarling; his teeth still took on their gleaming white shine even in the half-light. “Okay then.” I mumbled, collapsing down on the rock, “We’d better start a fire…” “We’re in Atquati, remember?” Amien sighed heavily before curling up into a ball as he lay beside me. He shivered, it must be awfully cold for him, he was a Reiflem-dweller, like I. We’d never been to Atquati before this strange incident so I debated in my head whether to heartlessly warm myself up and leave his shaking with cold or to pull my cloak over him and half-shield us both from the creeping ice-like weather. I went with option two and like most choices I make, I regretted it. The shivering started as soon as it got dark, gradually getting worse, minute by minute. I couldn’t sleep out in the open like this, I was a city person, and all this organic had been adventurous, even exciting at first but like most things, it wore off on me easily. I sighed at the dainty trees that looked down at me. I drifted in and out of consciousness; every time I fell asleep I was brutally awoken but the stunning jolt of cold. I knew deep down that I needed the rest for tomorrow’s walk but I decided to go against the instinct and sat up, cuddling the cloak to my chest and nastily, I woke Amien up to share my suffering. He growled as I nudged him, I knew he was awake now, but I wanted someone to talk to so I snatched the cloak off him and watched his eyes snap open a half-second later. “Lost!” He yelped, and saw the cloak in my hands. He pounced and, without bothering to use his wings that seemed so perfect for the time, fell into the shrubbery. I laughed as he struggled to wriggle out, twigs and leaves blocking his path, “S-s-sometimes, I don’t know why I haven’t killed you already!” He shivered and I giggled in response, “I know! Because you’d be the one who’d have to clean up the mess!” * We’d started early, about six a.m. in the morning, we could have lied in if we’d wanted, but my legs were in desperate need of stretching and my arms were limp by my sides. I walked now, as happy as Larry, whoever ‘Larry’ was, I’d never quite figured that one out. Until we saw the first of the many abandoned creatus, it was a natural baby berrok, its eyes giant and over-flowing with never to be shed tears. It galloped to my heels and rested its paws on my feet, but I didn’t want to adopt it. It wasn’t like Amien was, sitting humbly in the dark, it was begging to be taken, and I didn’t know how it would act after this event. I simply sighed “No” and it immediately whimpered then with its head down, and it dragged itself out of our path. Amien stared after it and sighed, “That was me once you know.” I looked at his sad ex
pression and his beautiful vulpine features; I couldn’t imagine him as a creatu begging to be taken in, to share a home with. No, Amien wasn’t that type, he was the kind of creatu that sat in the corner and waited patiently. The kind of creatu that could wait centuries and still be pleasant when he got what he was waiting on, that was one of his aspects that I loved. And always would love. I sighed and turned to him, his eyes were very stern, very dominant. I didn’t return that sort of gaze, he was too intimidating to challenge, even though he was the size of a small fox. He cocked his head, and looked at me with his steady face, his lips never curling into a smile. “Do…you want me to adopt it? I could call its name, I’m sure it’ll come back….” I whispered, I didn’t like the thought of forever being owner of that creatu, a creatu that lied itself into a family, like ours. “Unlikely! His name was jkgnhjd, it would take you days to pronounce it alone.” It was the sort of thing I’d expect Amien to laugh as he said it, but I suspected that he was feeling shaken as bad memories of abandonment flooded back into his mind. I decided to stroke him, hopefully cheering him up as I gently massaged his ears, but he looked down at his paws, the air felt tense, as if I had hit an emotional barrier, I could not reach him. He simply shook his head and stood up, I smiled, knowing that the optimist inside of him had taken its turn. He looked at me, his eyes still watering, he was about to snap but he gulped down the sadness within him and said, steadily, “I suppose you want to know why I have bad memories of my time here” He weakly smiled at me, I didn’t want to be the cause of his suffering but I knew it was a better time than ever, “Okay, if it doesn’t hurt you, why?”Amien gulped as we walked along side each other, he seemed focused on the track before him, but I knew he was deeply concentrated on the memories that seemed to so badly shake him. “When I was hatched, I was with another owner for a while. I thought I belonged there, as I do with you. Our bond became so strong! I loved her deeply and her fellow creatu whom I’d spent my childhood years with. But, as I became teen, our bond between us became fainter…I noticed it and spoke of it to my owner, I’d said something like, ‘Why aren’t you acting the same with me as you did a few months back?’ They had replied harshly, ‘I only really like verams when they’re baby.’ I realized then, she had just wanted me because I had been cute. I hadn’t been loved at all! One day, she brought me here, deep into the forest, and then told me, ‘You have to go now Amien, I don’t want you anymore.’ I didn’t know what to do! She had vanished in a strange pale blue aura, I screamed her name for months afterwards, searched desperately to find her, but she never came back.I learnt to live a life of solitude. I didn’t speak to anybody, but I ran beside people exploring the forest, trying desperately to find my new owner, my new life. I didn’t eat for a long time either, I hated the loneliness and I was young, I needed companionship. After a while, I found someone who wanted to adopt me, wait, they didn’t want to adopt me they just wanted my name! They dumped me in their shop and then you found me, and to hide my identity, you fed me this ghastly bean than changed the color of my fur. And, we went through strange and unpredictable adventures, including the trip to Trash Ishmus! I stank for a week! And now, I guess I’m here, walking on yet another exploration doomed to have no end to the ‘weirdness!’” I loved the way he recovered, and even laughed as he spoke of me at the end. We continued in silence, myself, I was deep in thought and very annoyed with both previous owners for being so heartless to such a beautiful creatu. I almost cried, how could some people name their creatu names like jkgnhjd and then curse them to an eternity of living in this forest. Baby creatu, forced to fend for themselves at such a young age! In danger of being a victim to starvation, in danger of being killed by another fierce creature looking for a quick meal! I knew one thing deep in my heart, no matter how black it was, I could never do something like that to Amien, the thought of him wandering these tracks, alone, made me shudder. I knew I would never do that to any creatu, the guilt would tear me up from the inside out. But, the terrible voice that beckoned me to go into this place yesterday called out again, No matter how hard you try! You will have to leave him! He is a danger to you! If you want to continue your pointless, little life, listen to me! I ignored it, and I knew that, no matter how hard it tried to talk me into leaving my beloved veram I never would, even if it took my life in the process. Like I said, I would sacrifice myself just for his safety.
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