the Flames of Lystasia. Ch:1The Flames of Lystasia.the Flames of Lystasia. Ch:1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Written by Justin T Hunt.
[title suggested by :iconRedscolipede22: from Deviantart.]
Chapter 1: A haunted Legend?
Lightning streaked across the sky, viscious and hard and unforgiving. The ocean waves smashed against pier, taunting us, daring us to continue to fish. Even though the weather was frightful, there was no rain! lightning, wind, smashing waves sure, but not even a droplet of rain fell on the three of us. "Are you sure you got the barstard?!" Maxwell Mccoy, the oldest of us at 23 years old, yelled over the thunder. His ultra dark brown, spikey hair was getting blown around wildly when I turned my head around to answer him. "Oh I got him alright!I can see his fin struggling in and out of the waves as they crash, man!"
Stewart Fletcher struggled over next to me, keen to help if I needed him. "We may be risking alot, Jamie, but it'll be worth it to bring home that monster!" I smiled and pulled at the line more as I though about how we ended up doing this.
The gaming life - Ch: 3 Mer-wars.Chapter 3: Mer-WarThe gaming life - Ch: 3 Mer-wars. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Made by: JustParodiezMan and djsonic5
It's been more then a week since the last challenge Daniela and Justin came up against. They have stayed longer then they planned. But they had so much fun. They wanted to stay a week longer then planned. But when everything looked peaceful again, There was rumors about 2 groups fighting and breaking the city down that was starting to be build from the attacks of Devigary. Now every mer-person knew him as Gary and that he was in charge of building the city up again from the ruins he made when he was evil. "I must say that this city could come along better if those fights had stopped. I like the swimming and the food. But it would be nicer if there was a Underwater City, not just an Underwater Temple" Daniela told Justin while eating some fried fish. Justin nodded. "I agree. This place would be better as a city, not just a ruined castle. I wonder if there is a king or if the people have a democracy? Or is it odd under-sea politics
The Day of Transformed Futures.THE DAY OF TRANSFORMED FUTURES.The Day of Transformed Futures. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Written by JustParodiezMan and Elrunion136.
I remember the day when everything changed for me, Emily and Logan. It was the day when the governments of all English speaking countries made a special announcement regarding the new DNA tests that needed to be fulfilled. I had woken up on that day, preparing for University as usual on a Friday morning, when I got a call from my friend Logan.
Logan said "Hey Justin, how are you doing?" I smiled, it was good to hear a friendly voice. "I'm fine Logan. Just about to head to university for another class of Australian history stuff. Mind you it's cold but can't help that. How are you going?" I remember I was still walking to the bus stop as I talked, watching the frost very slowly melting away.
"Not much. I heard...something on the news today. I can’t remember because I was just getting up. I’m like a zombie unless I have an I.V. unit full of Red Bull and coffee right in my arm. And I don’t
The Gaming Life.The Gaming Life.The Gaming Life. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Written by JustParodiezMan and djsonic5.
One day Daniela was so bored and din't know what to do. So she called Justin to come to her house. Dials the Number of Justin's Cellphone "Come on Justin. Please be there"
It took a few moments but Justin answered the phone cheerfully. "hullo this is Justin?" He sounded very pleased with himself and a bit out of breath. "Who may I ask is calling?" Daniela answered and sound happy "Its me Justin. Danny... Oops I mean Daniela. I need to get used to say my Girl name. But do you have plans today?" Daniela asks Justin very friendly.
"Oh I haven't got any plans. I actually was hoping you'd call up. I wanted to go and play some arcade games with you if that's ok?" He replied fondly. He wondered if Daniela was nearby or not. Daniela sounded more happy that Justin wants to come and play video games "Okay. Sure. Becuase I wanna ask the same thing. When do you think you be here. Then I can try to get some stuff ready. Because I got thi
Conversation."That blonde-haired kid is here again."Conversation. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What's he want this time? Another request? Come on, we can request him as many times as we want but he knows that he can't request us at all, that would be sooo selfish of him. Does he ever think of anyone but himself?"
"I just wonder how he became to be so popular with his crummy art. The only reason I keep asking him for things is cuz he does them for free. He's so gullible."
"I hear that when he's not on here, he gets all worried at work or in his university or home because he can't focus on what's really important and instead focuses those. That's so selfish of him."
"Well we'll act all nice to him but if he asks us for a request or commission we'll ignore it or say we'll do it and then take 4 years before we even start it. That'll teach him."
"Yeah, he doesn't care for us AT ALL!!"
The Flames of Lystasia Ch:2The Flames of Lystasia.The Flames of Lystasia Ch:2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Dragon-mations.
I don't know how long I was unconscious for, or even where I was when I finally woke up with a splutter, a cough and some spewing of water from my mouth, obviously from inhaling that satl ocean water. But I was cold and wet and that wasn't great at all. 'Strange,' I thought, 'I can feel dirt and grass under me. That can't be right, the closest gardenish area to the town pier is 10 miles away by car. Tell me we havent been washed that far away!' Struggling to get up, I noticed my first problem: I was completely alone. "Guys?!Max?Stewart? Where are you?" I called. The only answer was my echo and there was my second problem: I appeared to be in a very large, old, lonesome cave. How could that be? Iknew for a fact that there were no caves along our towns' shorelines. It was impossible! "Hello? Is there anyone here at all?" Still no answer except for my nerve-filled voice echoeing back. I HAD to find out where I was and where my friends had
The Flames of Lystasia Ch:3The Flames of Lystasia.The Flames of Lystasia Ch:3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3: Hot as Lava.
What I was staring at, as far as my eyes could see, was the biggest kingdom I'd ever seen. Well, I wasn't sure if it was all part of the castle I could just barely glimpse far off in the distance, but if it was, the king must be a very powerful man.
I saw flowing waterfalls and deep canyons, luscious large trees and long, orange meadows. There was mountains and valleys and volcanoes and lakes, there was so much there that I knew this wasn't the same place we lived.
But perhaps the biggest clue to support this fact was that, high above this, and far off in the distance to me, was an unmistakeable floating island, and on this island was the strangest looking rocky mountain I had ever seen.
It seemed to be shaped into a very odd creatures face. What the face was I had no idea, but I could even make out that it had caves for eyes and a mouth. It was about that time I realised something new about becoming a dragon.
I could see MUCH farther the
Evitar el estancamientoEvitar el estancamiento in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Consejos para evitar el estancamiento artístico
He visto últimamente como personas se han quedado estancadas, y en verdad, me da mucha lástima. He notado que estas personas tienen algunas características en común, puedo mencionar:
*Miedo al cambio
*No aceptan que están estancados
*Siempre hacen las cosas de igual manera
*Jamás experimentan algo nuevo.
Recuerdo que, hace algunos años atrás, personas dibujaban a mi mismo nivel y luego yo los sobrepasé, y estas personas, no echaron ni para atrás ni para adelante. También, hay personas que me superaron bastante y las admiro por eso, y, siempre, les apoyo para que se adelanten más que yo. Por eso, decidí darles algunos consejos para personas que están "estancadas artísticamente".
Si te sientes "estancado artísticamente, bien por ti. Estás en el primer paso del cambio, porque
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LAS CHICAS EN EL ANIME: DEL SHOJO AL SHONEN
Saludos a todos n.n. Ya en ocasiones anteriores me he referido a mi gusto por el género shojo; las historias "para niñas", tipo "Angel, la niña de las flores", "Sailor Moon", y "KareKano", han sido favoritas desde mi infancia temprana; sin embargo, con motivo de la preparación para el Cosplay Bogotá 2008 tuve que hacer una pequeña inmersión en el mundo de los niños, el shonen, con la que quedé satisfecha, al menos desde la óptica en lo que a personajes femeninos se refiere.
El desarrollo de los caracteres femeninos en la mayoría de las series shojo es bastante novelesco, y existen algunos prototipos claves como la mártir, la niña gato, la inteligente y la chica fuerte. Pero a decir verdad, en muchos casos la personalidad es bastante plana y predecible, sin mostrar rasgos en ve
50 consejos para artistas50 consejos para artistas in Articles & Interviews More Like This
50 consejos para artistas:
1.Compra siempre productos no tóxicos, que no sean chinos.
2.El lugar donde vayas a trabajar procura que todo este ordenado.
3.Si compras lápices de colores guárdalos en un lugar seguro y evita que se te caigan.
4.Siempre ponle tapón a tus pilotos, y cerciórate de que estén bien cerrados, ya que se secan.
5.Si es posible, ponle fecha a tus dibujos, así día a día verás cuanto has avanzado.
6.Si compras óleo o acrílicos fíjate en la fecha de caducidad.
7.Dependiendo de la técnica que vayas a usar compra el papel especial para cada una.
8.Para ahorrar, solo compra los colores que más utilices, si pintas piel por ejemplo, solo compra colores tierra. Si pintas objetos oscuros, compra tonos oscuros. Suena obvio, pero mucha gente compra la caja de lápices, cuando solo van a usar unos 5.
9.Haz una lista de cosas que nunca has dibujado o pintado y procura hace
HoaxesHoaxes in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Cada vez que veo uno me pongo rabioso contra el que me envió el mail
Escribo este journal sencillamente porque estoy harto de los hoaxes, y quiero iniciar una contracadena. Si tienen tanto corazón como para creer en esos temas y reenviar cadenas que creen ciertas y distribuir una noticia falsa a través del mundo sin corroborarla, tienen el suficiente para enviar una contracadena por mail, para evitar que la gente reenvie esos mensajes; quizá resulte engorroso recibir mensajes diciendo que no creas en esos spams y dar info de como buscar. A mi me resulta más engorroso tener que decirle a cada destinatario que es FALSO.
Primero, antes que nada, ¿qué es un Hoax?.
Un hoax es parte de los clásicos SPAMS a los que estamos acostumbrados, pero tienen una característica común, en lugar de decirnos que nos ganamos un auto o que vamos a agrandar nuestros miembros o que ofrecen xxx gratis, crean información falsa, a veces
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Written By ZacharyEverlust
“He was always my favourite…”
Dressed up ready for work, sweet and salty sweat dripping down from my forehead, this is no place for any man to be at.
“Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it” I sarcastically replied. I doubt anyone would still want to work in this pizzeria after hearing my pre-recorded messages for the past-three days, but better to be safe than sorry…for their case at the very least.
“Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow.” Words slipped by as I glanced nervously at the left door. *Bang Bang* goes the one animatronic I so adore, the coolest of the bunch. I still wished that he wasn’t condemned of being in co-hoots with THAT OTHER foxy, more commonly known by my colleagues as the Mangle.
“It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you.” I paused for a sec, clearin
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Written By Zachary Everlust
On the Second Day of Christmas transformation gave to me, Two Mangled Heads.
Oh Dang it! I’ve forgotten to plug in the electronic fire-place, Man I’m freezing. I complained, kind of shuddered with the cold breeze pressing against my Goosebumps, making my way unhappily towards the freezing chimney.
I stared at the clock located on the wall directly to the left, it was past 3 am in the night. “This is a pain.” I sighed, it was already pretty difficult getting to sleep. I mean, it’s Christmas! Who sleeps on Christmas? Well…I do, Christmas Eve was a blast! Can’t wait to do it again next year. Shame Santa got me nothing this year.
I checked the plate of cookies I left above the fireplace…dusty but still contains the fresh chocolate chips I’ve baked earlier today. Maybe the fireplace wasn’t such a good idea? Ma
A TF Poem for Foxy (Foxy TF)A TF Poem for FoxyA TF Poem for Foxy (Foxy TF) in Free Verse More Like This
Written By Zachary Everlust
Foxy the Pirate, the coolest of the bunch
Lies sneakily and quietly in his Pirate Cove
Loves to be noticed, but not too much
For when you upset him, he’ll show you his love
Knocking on the door, quick but gently
Asking if you’ve seen any of his precious “looties”
But once, he revealed his true intentions accidently
Which is to come back every night, to steal all em Booties
I really do admire him
Both his bite and well, his bark
But sadly, the light’s getting dim
But I remain calm, as I’m not afraid of the dark
CLANK! The door flew open
And the air becomes solemn
But the room begins to fill out with a melodious cheer
I did it? Didn’t I? I completed Night 4 of this shift
But my reward is not the freedom of light
As my eyes begin to drift
And signals began pulsing through my body with all their might
Why? Didn’t I win? Shouldn’t I get rewarded?
…Wait, a fox
Hotel Near The RacecourseHotel Near The Racecourse in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hotel Near The Racecourse
Hotel near the racecourse,
It's really chaos.
Press are running round the place,
Cars the topic.
Fans getting on each other's nerves.
It's too warm.
Next door tv's on.
Really loud some football match.
My head is spinning,
Need some aspirin.
I'm on the fourth floor,
Good view of the racecourse.
And the stands that will packed.
Come race day,
Some toast then leaving,
To avoid the rush for seats.
Saved every penny,
Avoided bar nights
To come and see this race.
Paid for tickets
Paid for the room
That cost the earth.
And the cost was worth the price.
The drivers near by,
Seen two upclose,
Walked past a third in the hall.
My mind is buzzing.
Was worth the waiting,
For the race I'll see on the track.
That Look Upon His FaceThat Look Upon His Face in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Some of the days they go so fast,
When you next look the leaves blow past.
The year has gone,
And all the racing now done.
Heading into twilight hours.
Put to bed all the horse powers.
Waiting until spring comes around,
Then unleashed on tracks they will astound.
But this is where he jumps the train.
Stay away because he's slain.
His inside clock says he is first class,
And now his family don't come last.
He has that look upon his face,
When he's staring into outer space.
He's know he would not improve no more.
So he took the back of the room door.
His trophies testament to his success.
No one will say a word to protest.
His fighting days full of war.
Now the history books will be filled once more.
He looks upon his last trophy in hate.
Lets all his anger go to waste.
It was his time and time is short.
He'll teach his girl to drive in the sport.
And as she grows into her years,
He'll try to hide all his fears.
Take pride as the century turns,
For now she's young and she only yearns.
DisasterDisaster in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
On the edge of all nerves,
The edge of which,
Disaster meets the crasher with death.
Where the brave are men and one lady,
Who fight with hearts and souls.
Who respect the fact that death shall stalk them.
Lurking in the shadows,
Lurking around the bend,
Lurking in a component that won't make it to the end.
Where drivers were toys for amusement,
And discarded when dead not alive.
In the 1950's of Formula One,
Only the lucky survived.
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A Rubber Pokémon TF by spyroguy
Gift for JuliusTheSauceome
Victor was walking down his favorite nature trail. Other people he passed gave him a wide berth, as they tended to do when confronted by something or someone out of the ordinary. Victor, being an anthropomorphic white wolf, was used to this treatment. Wanting to try something new, he veered off the path and into the wild woods to try and find something interesting, maybe a little piece of untouched paradise he could call his own.
As he made his way down a steep hill, he trod on a very sharp rock. Being a wolf, he wasn't wearing shoes, and the stone dug into his paw pad. He howled in pain and tumbled down the hill. As he hit the bottom, he heard a sickening crack as his left leg snapped. He howled again. Today was not his day.
Battered and broken, Victor hauled himself to a nearby tree and grabbed a branch, pulling himself up. He balanced on his right leg, cursing his vulnerable body. As if in response, th
Julius's Squeaky ENDventures: PrologueJulius's Squeaky ENDventuresJulius's Squeaky ENDventures: Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue: Welcome to Vitris Castle
Julius stood before the gargantuan gates of Vitris Castle.
This is it, he thought to himself, I'm finally gonna do it. I'm going to join the team.
Julius had been anticipating joining Team END ever since he had learned of its existence. It was a team of humans and non-humans (like himself) working to defend the general population from threats they couldn't even begin to fathom. However, it was also a team of fun, friendship, and experimentation. Quite a few of his friends had already joined. He'd heard tales of people being awed by the fact that transforming a human into something else was not only possible, but commonplace. Julius, of course, already knew what this was like. Over the past couple of months, he'd been an inflatable Articuno, a squeaky rubber Latias, a small fox with wings, and several other things besides. Most of these forms were thrust upon him by a certain flying Vulpix with a nasty
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A spyroguy Halloween Special Story
Also a gift for JuliusTheSauceome
“Yep, it’s that time!” said Guy excitedly as he checked his calendar. “The spoopiest night of the year! The night when transformations and curses are the norm! It’s Halloween again!”
Guy bounded around his lab excitedly, kicking off the walls and knocking down a few things. Just then, his phone rang. He flitted over and picked it up with his mind.
“G. I. R. L., Guy speaking,” he said.
“Hello, this is your buddy Julius,” came the reply. “Listen, I’ve been thinking, and I would like to costume as you this year. You think you can make me a little something?”
“Sure, bud,” Guy answered back. “It’ll be right over!”
“Thanks,” said Julius. “I don’t know where else I could’ve found one of you.”
After exchanging some more pleasantries, Guy hung up the phone and go
Natural Turnabout- BEGINNING(Warning: May contain slight spoilers to Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice and Ace Attorney Investigations)Natural Turnabout- BEGINNING in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Phoenix sat anxiously in his seat. He had been in this situation plenty of times before, but it never got any easier for him. And this time, Maya and Pearl weren’t with him, as they had duties to attend to back in Kurain Village. He was so accustomed to their help and support, that it would be a little more difficult for him this time around. He wondered if he could manage it as well without either of the two…
A loud, shrill noise suddenly broke his train of though. Phoenix jumped and looked around frantically for the noise, which turned out to be a whistle. The whistle belonged to his client for this case, Sasha Weldon. She was an intimidating woman, as she was pretty well built. It wouldn’t surprise most that she was a gym teacher. Sasha had on a red baseball cap, which had her short, brown ponytail coming out the hole in its back. She had on a gray sweatshirt and
Natural Turnabout- MIDDLE(Warning: May contain slight spoilers to Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice and Ace Attorney Investigations)Natural Turnabout- MIDDLE in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Ms. Weldon, please,” Phoenix begged, “Tell me what you did during your absence from the cabin.”
After the judge called for the recess, Phoenix and his client went to the defendant lobby. The small room looked the same, no matter which of them they chose. Two guards were posted near the door to make sure nothing bad happened to either the defense or defendant.
“It’s not that I don’t trust you,” Phoenix insisted, “I just want to know what I have to work with.”
Sasha sighed and handed him a picture. In it was Sash, in a black coat, along with some other scouts, and some punk-looking young adults with instruments in their hands or strapped to their back. Behind them was a large stage with a symbol that looked like a “G” on it.
“I took that photo with the band that was there, The Gavinners,” She expl
Natural Turnabout- END(Warning: May contain slight spoilers to Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice and Ace Attorney Investigations)Natural Turnabout- END in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The judge had called for another recess on the request of Portsman. Phoenix and Sasha went back until the lobby. They were silent, as neither could think of anything to talk about or ask. After a few awkward moments, there was a knock at the door. Phoenix opened the door and Boyd Scott was standing there. He saluted, and then gave the scout sign.
“A scout is friendly and kind,” He said, “Hello, Mr. Wright. Would it be alright if I talked to Ms. Weldon?”
“Uhh…sure, I guess,” Phoenix answered, letting the scout in.
He went over to Sasha, and Phoenix swore he heard Scott crying slightly. After a few moments of hushed talking, Scott left and Wright went over to Weldon.
“Is he going to be ok?” Phoenix asked, concerned.
“He’ll be fine,” Sasha assured, “He feels guilty about testifying against me, but he’ll r
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Yet another boring Halloween had rolled around, the streets lined with decorations and people out in costume in the quest for candy as usual. Cackling witches, howling werewolves and moaning zombies. Spooky scary. Li missed the good old days when Halloween was scary. Back when people put effort into their damn costumes! Now it was always sexy witch this and vampire that, bah, never an awesome inventive one like a zombie rocker or werebadger or something. Hmmph.
“Ugh, ye’d think people’d get better costumes nowadays…” she complained to herself, watching kids go buy in their little fairy and witch costumes.
Lumbering to her feet, Li was as immense as ever; her gut bigger than a yoga ball drooped down over her jorts like a furry pile of jelly, rippling as she took a slow walk to her kitchen. Her vast backside wobbled as she did so, each cheek big enough to smother the 3 person couch she had and almost spill off of it, with meaty tr
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Diamond Tiara groaned to herself as she stood in her luxuriously spaced bathroom, staring into the mirror while standing on the scales. The purple haired girl was frowning at her reflection as it grumped back at her; her incredibly doughy body did not look too appealing to her. Her belly was like a deflated beachball, oozing over her panties and resting itself against her thighs, the top portion of it gently squished against her watermelon sized breasts, straining her lacy black bra something fierce. A gratuitously sized backside flowed out behind her, each cheek easily bigger than her own head! And the feature she actually enjoyed the most, her lusciously thunderous thighs, each one a puffy, silky soft pillar of wobbly fat below her Hartman Hips.
“Well, if there’s one good thing outta all this…” she mused, giving one of her meaty thighs a slap and sending a cascade of jiggling across its surface.
Sighing, the plump spoilt princess look
Drunk As a Skunk (Skunkette maid tf tg) Julius was having a rough week all of a sudden, his girlfriend had left him for another fox, he lost his tiara so he can't turn into Julia anymore, and now his best friend Drake had turned into a skunkette maid and left him for a new life! Julius was all alone, Tomek was on vacation, Aaron and Alex were both dealing with personal issues, so there was no one left for him to hang out with for now. He had nobody to talk to so he decided that he had to get over it somehow. Julius created a fake id for himself and decided to take up drinking for a while. But on one night at the bar, his life had changed forever for the best.Drunk As a Skunk (Skunkette maid tf tg) in Romance More Like This
One night Julius was at the bar minding his own business at the bar drunk as usual when he was suddenly approached by a certain some. Someone he had know for a long time and really had wanted to see again. It was His long lost best friend Fifi, Julius suspected she was working at the bar when he saw her. She went straight up to Ju
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Weight: 135 pounds
Eye color: Blue
Hair: Short and slicked back and black
Clothing: Usually wears a white hoodie and blue jeans.
Likes: TF's, video games, exercising, hanging out with friends, and training his pokemon.
Favorite food: Chocolate, Pizza, Pasta, Ice Cream, Steak.
Personality: He has a lone wolf personality when alone. But when he's around his friends or family he's always cheerful, fun to be with, and a nice friend. He also very heroic to people in danger.
Friends: Taz, Steven, Patrick, Iris, Kyra, Thomas, Lyle, Johnathon, and Yoko.
Powers: He can transform into any dragon type pokemon, a anthro wolf, or a dragon, a master in sorcery, is stronger then a average human, preform magic spells with a wand of his, considered to be a dragon lord which are very rare and possess legendary strength because of his sacred bloodline, and can become extremely powerful when a pokemon.
Dragon form: As mentioned he ca
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by TheTyphlosionMaster and Kit-The-Wolfy
Taz simply could not believe it. At all. No way in heaven or that other place.
He was being adopted. He was actually being adopted.
"Finally I can get out of this dump!" The young 14 year-old teen crowed while packing away his clothes and belongings into the small suitcase he had gotten not too long ago. "No more sleeping on a rickety old bed, no more mushy mystery meals, and best of all, a parent or parents to be around!" He cheered to himself.
"Can it," his sourpuss of a roommate grumbled, turning over in bed.
"Sheesh...no need to be all cranky about it..." Taz growled softly and closed up the zippers on his suitcase. "Just because you're not being adopted doesn't mean you have to go all cranky on someone who is," he explained.
"Meh." The roommate grunted and covered his head with a pillow. Taz disregarded him and padded out of his room, going downstairs to the adoption office like he'd been asked.
"I'm here with my st
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As I opened my eyes and surveyed the area carefully, I realized, I wasn’t somewhere familiar. It looked like the middle of nowhere, with only trees surrounding me, pine trees to be exact. I looked below the trees then closer towards me and I noticed that I stood on what appeared to be an endless dirt road. One thing in particular on my body felt…weird. It felt like I wore no shoes, yet I could feel the ground under my feet, a few rocks digging softly into my soles. It didn’t hurt, but then I realized, my feet weren’t normal human feet, they were actually paws! White paws in fur to be exact, each digit adorned by a small white claw that could be my toenails. Then I inspected my entire body, and it wasn’t the same. I appeared to be some sort of vulpine creature, a fox, on two legs, standing without a problem. I looked at my backside and it was covered in the same white fur, with a yellow tipped tail slowly wagging behind me. My own t
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If you hadn't been sure about it since the beginning, why did you take part in the Grand Prix?
First, your 'protégé', newcomer Rubens Barrichello, had a relatively serious accident during free practice, which rendered him unconscious but with minor injuries; you got tense and a little scared. You even asked yourself if you should race. So then, why did you do it?
And when Austrian Roland Ratzenberger crashed during qualifying, dying moments later? You got even more nervous than before and started crying on the shoulder of professor Sidney Watkins', the expert neurosurgeon. You asked yourself if you should leave Formula 1. And even though Sidney offered you the chance to forget the Grand Prix and go somewhere else, you said you had "things over which we have no control", adding that you couldn't give up.
After Roland's accident, you and other drivers set off to create a Drivers' Association, which you had been willing to since a lot of time ago, to increase safety,
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Si te dio mala espina desde el principio, ¿por qué corriste el Gran Premio?
Primero, tu protegido, el novato Rubens Barrichello, tuvo un accidente relativamente grave en los entrenamientos libres, quedando inconsciente pero con heridas menores; te pusiste tenso y tenías miedo. Y te planteaste no correr. Entonces, ¿por qué lo hiciste?
¿Y cuando el austriaco Roland Ratzenberger se estrelló en los entrenamientos calificativos, muriendo en el acto? Te pusiste aún más nervioso que antes y rompiste a llorar en el hombro del profesor Sidney Watkins, el experto neurólogo. Incluso, hasta te llegaste a plantear dejar la Fórmula 1. Pero aunque el profesor te ofreció olvidarte del Gran Premio, tú alegaste tener cosas sobre las que no tenemos control y añadiste que no podías rendirte.
Tras el accidente de Roland, tú y otros pilotos os propusisteis formar