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- BIOS - 07-02-2010 [html] Thanks to Gabriel de la Poer for this awesome table..! =D All wet again, under the furious raining, BIOS was running in the coast looking for some propitious rocks for searching underneath the so preciated food he needed so much in that moment..! Let me remind you, Two days ago, BIOS had to scape from a furious pak of stray dogs that tried to kill him, and injured him badly..! losing a lot of blood on his way, BIOS almost died in the wastelands, but luckily, someone or "something" (in his perspective) saved him before the worst..! BIOS was brought to the Shattered Coast Near the Cours des Miracles territories, where he met very special people... Anyway, in all these two days, BIOS has not tasted a bite and he was now desperate to find anything he can eat just to calm a little the struggle he was dealing with his stomach..! He really cared not much about the strong rain over him, on the contrary, he thought it would be the best moment to go out and seek for crabs under the rocks of the coast... he thought... But many minutes and even more rocks have passed without the desired result..! He said almost crying and competing with the noise produced by the rain and his belly's groans together..! He sat for a little while all crestfallen and standing the pain of starvation..! But then he stood again and walked a little irregularly but with a firm gaze in the horizon..! The young canis gathered strength from who knows where, and start running again toward some rocks in the coast to keep searching for something edible..! .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Belle - 07-02-2010 Hey! Your writing is awesome! But a helpful tip... Don't use an Exclamation Mark (!) At the end of every sentence, as it is not needed. Try only using them at the end of a particularly exciting or dramatic sentence. Bathed in sunlight, the albino teen danced across white sand. Her mouth opened slightly, and she let out a angry whine. Her tiny stomach growled in reply, and the very thought of food nipped her mind, harshly. The aqua liquid of the open sea gently lapped by her feet, soaking her paws in cool water. It had not been the best of days for Belle- she had been wandering for hours on end, her limbs screaming with pain from the miles of running she had endured. As she sank her paws into the wet ground, a single question struck her mind- Why had she not realised she was so near the one place that prey was always plentiful? The sea. She pounced into the waters like a puppy chasing a rabbit, and she dunked her head underwater for what seemed like ages- until she drew it out again, Crimson eyes stinging. There was indeed fish here, and lots of them. However, the impact that the salty water made on her delicate red eyes was almost unbearable. She would have to find another way... Balancing on the waters top, she swam deeper and farther out too sea, her legs kicking. Whilst trying too keep her back legs kicking, keeping her upright, the she-wolf scanned the sea for her unfortunate prey. The shimmering outline of a fish came at her, and she tensed. Quick as a whip, her paws snatched up the fish in her jaws; luckily- the sea-creature was close to the surface, so her eyes did not touch the waves below. As she drew up her maw, she narrowed her eyes- to see a writhing Tuna stuck in the grasp of her jaws. She swam back to shore, steadily keeping the firm grip on the tuna. As she got back on land, it was only then she noticed the footprints of another... yet not the usual wolf-prints that usually dotted her surroundings. She decided to follow them, rain splashing on her face and body. She broke into a quick jog, and finally caught up with what looked like a sad-looking pup. She walked up to him, her eyes thick with worry. You Alright? It’s just, you seem upset..... Here- take some With that, she tossed the Tuna to him, trying to ignore his odd-coloured fur and odd-shaped body.... And.... He only had one ear! Yet she was not one to judge, so She smiled politely. - BIOS - 07-02-2010 [html] Yep... the ripped ear and not to mention the big fat scar in his face..! =__=U Searching and searching.... lifting and lifting with his head and paws several rocks in which he hoped there was unless a hidden snail... but nothing..! BIOS started to feel more stressed and, of course, hungri, not to mention that his foreread was aching as he had pulled a lot of medium sized rocks with it, and yet not so efficiently as sand was wet and BIOS paws sank on it with each effort to push, and it even made BIOS slip for a moment and get all muddy with the fall..! The canis stood and shake a little for getting rid of some of the mud on him... with the heavy rain's help, he could dissolve most of the dirt on him quickly, but that was of no matter to him, that just would not calm his hunger and… Well, simply a very awful time in that day... But then, something odd happened after that tantrum, rain seemed to calm a little while most clouds scattered away, letting sunshine pass thru, revealing among a strange gold and blue panorama the garish figure of a bright white canis of red eyes, holding a big tasty tuna fish in her snout..! She approached right before BIOS and sat to put the fish in front of him... And then, BIOS best answer given yet... Such an estrange moment it was..! Just let me explain you, in that very moment, the female canis in front of BIOS was all covered with the sunshine, giving her a glaringly impression from the intense bright of her fur and eyes upon him..! That while, on the other hand, BIOS was still under the shadow of a cloud with little rain falling on him... all wet and half muddy... a complete mess..! The scene was just perfectly complemented with the last expression of confusion in BIOS face, contrary to the serene smile and expression in the female's face..! But well, out of the strange and yet amazing scene, BIOS stared at the new canis... she was certainly beautiful... her fur was at the moment the most similar to his mothers, and that made BIOS for a fraction of second confuse the female in front of him with the very Moonglare Avenir..! He shook his head and looked at her once again, and then the fish, and then at her... The young dog could barely tell with fully confusion... .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Belle - 07-03-2010 Haha no, that was my mistake! I only just remembered it was raining in like- the middle of the post! Bios is not THAT unlucky (I hope xD)!!! This had me laughing for ages- 'Wut?' Lol! Something familiar crossed the dogs face as he looked at her, but Belle passed it off as nothing. He looked oddly confused, yet he finally answered. ...........Wut?... At this outburst, the girl started laughing. A bubbly, happy sound that had not come out of her for a long while. He looked down at the fish, before tearing his glance away to look at her again. She smiled- and slowly walked closer to him, trying to get a better look. His coat certainly was not of one she had witnessed before- Yet it was gorgeously coloured- a beautiful creamy-golden. It had flecks of mud on it- and was wet. She glanced downwards, eyes trailing the length of her own body. It too, was wet and covered in sea-salt; plastered to her body with the dampness, to make her appear even smaller than usual. She then held her scarlet orbs upon the dreadful scar that cut across his face. The scar almost made her cry with sympathy- he was obviously still growing, young and handsome; but the deep cut on his face obviously would distract others from this fact. The canis looked up, to see a raincloud directly above them! How Peculiar. She thought to herself, but then turned her gaze back to the dog. 'Who I be?' Belle responded to his question. 'My name is Belle. I am from Crimson Dreams.' She gestured with her front paw, to the land behind her. 'And who, may I ask, are you?' She inhaled deeply, taking in the strong scent of the younger canis. She realised at once he was a loner- a harder life- but of course, not a path to take without reason. 'What pain have you endured?' She whispered, eyes worried- looking again at his torn ear, his ripped face. 'Battle Memories?' She asked, although once she had said it she immediately wished she had not... He was obviously too young to have suffered such a thing as a battle. Maybe, he too- as she had, had been abused as a child. She took a step back, giving him space. She let her head droop down, and relaxed, she started washing her coat clean with her rough, warm tongue, tasting the savoury salt at once. She would have to learn to keep better care of it... it had started to get dirty lately. There were other questions she wanted to ask the boy... like- Where was he from? What form of wolf was he? She had learned of hybrids from tales and secrets she had accidently overheard- back when her mother was alive. She was sure the male was of mixed race, but he certainly had wolf in him, and she could faintly smell coyote. There would be more time to ask other questions later though... she did not want to overwhelm him, or do anything to upset him. She decided to take things slow; she could have even met a potential great friend. When Belle had finished grooming, the teen looked up at the pup again. He looked like he was full of secrets and mysteries, but all was hidden behind his alluring eyes. It would be nice if he too, like her- had a dark secret from the past. He would know what it was like, and she would be able to finally confide in someone. Her grin widened, and her eyes brightened with interest. - BIOS - 07-05-2010 [html] Sorry sorry sorry 4 the delay..!!! D8 "Crimson Dreams..?" The canis recalled in his mind… There was the “Infernis” the “Cours des Miracles” and now the “Crimson Dreams”, what could that mean now? The crimson… or red color was referred in poetry to many things… love… friendship… importance… as well as blood… destruction… pain… war… and even, along the black color, it was very close to “death” in meaning..! However… BIOS was already so confused to think about that… in not much time he would hopefully know about the paks and territories in that land… for now, the real subject was “Belle”… the pretty red glanced canis who was offering a fish to the still starving dog… BIOS confusion and natural shyness would have left him silent in front of the canis for a half minute or more, but then he could retrieve some of his moods… .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Belle - 07-07-2010 [html] OMG it’s OCC! No problemo! Also- It wont let me do paragraphs, so instead, I used- // ok? xD
He repeated her packs name, and she stiffened; ridged with pride. She was so proud of her pack. As her thoughts flooded with life-like images of crimson dreams’ beautiful surroundings, her eyes averted to the west, where she could faintly make out the border of her packs territory. // .character-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:# 9d3fc9; letter-spacing:1px; } .character-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:427px; background-color:# 9694ba; background-image:url(http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/5998/souls11.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #000000; padding: 300px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:# 4f1e66; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - BIOS - 07-09-2010 [html] Again, forgive the delay... Some "Virus-Chaos" held me away from this... =__=U ‘BIOS, my dear, do you always speak in rhyme? By the way, if you want to put spaces between paragraphs you can either use different "< p >" tags per paragraph or you can also use the "< br >" tag to make a newline (Quote any of my post to have an example). ^^ .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Belle - 07-11-2010 [html] OMG it’s OCC! Sorry for the wait! And sorry for the rubbish post D: Muse juice soaked up! As the young boy grinned, she smiled in unison, it seemed she had never smiled so much in the period of one day in her life! Meeting this playful pup had really changed her views on things, yet things just did not seem right- they did not fit into place. It seemed her childhood she had lost was gradually coming back to her, but was it already too late? She still had that continual pain in her chest that would never disappear, no matter how much fun she had. It was all so strange and hazy. She had not really thought about it, yet, was this how she would of behaved all her life if her father had not of done those things to her? She certainly seemed much more confident, happy, and intent on making friends, but it all seemed like a rushed dream that she was sure would soon end. Shaking the unwanted thoughts from her mind, she gestured with one small paw towards the sea, and she rushed over to it, galloping to the edge in a mere number of seconds. Turning to make sure the dog was following, she jumped into the sea, immediately splashing her coat in the liquid-blue. The water lapped at her bodice like a deadly poison gradually seeping in all area's, yet the sand at the shore pushed back at the water, soaking it up like the antidote. 'Watch' She whispered, and with that she swam deeper, until she was about 25 feet from BIOS. 'You have to keep your legs kicking....' She began kicking all four of her legs, slowly and gently- so it was enough to keep her upright, yet not enough for her to move anywhere else. 'Then wait till you see a blurry form.... and then you pounce.' Concentrating so hard it felt as if her brain would surely burst, she slowly waited until the grey, shimmering object rushed past her. Quick as a cheetah, she snapped her maw into the water, pulling out the fish. It lay wriggling in her mouth for a while, before it finally lay still and dead. 'Mmmyooohhhhh Trrrriiiieeeeeeyyyyy' She splutterered, swimming to shore. When she got to the sand again, she dropped the fish, and repeated her words so they made more sense. 'You try.' .character-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:# 9d3fc9; letter-spacing:1px; } .character-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:427px; background-color:#9694ba; background-image:url(http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/5998/souls11.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #000000; padding: 300px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:# 4f1e66; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - BIOS - 07-13-2010 [html] Belle just seemed as exited for teaching her skills as BIOS himself was and so, after confirming the dog's desire to learn fishing, she immediately ran into the coast to search for a proper spot for fishing..! Afterward, she entered quietly into the sea, as she was dipping in the water, she was telling BIOS the correct way to swim... Well, it's true that BIOS lived near a coast, and it's also true that he sometimes took showers in the sea along his mother... but he had never swam until that moment... Well, It is strange to say... We, person's, normally see other savage creatures swimming just by mere instinct without being thought in all his life... It's just a basic survival mechanism in any living being... but when we quote the consciousness in the process... Well, it just becomes strangely harder to do something that by nature should be accomplished... BIOS saw Belle swimming and catching the fish so fast and fluently that she made it seem like the easiest task in the world..! Something that, of course, gave some confidence to BIOS to start trying to follow her steps..! .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Belle - 09-08-2010 [html] So sorry for the longest wait in the world!!!! WC- 891
Belle nodded and smiled in encouragement as the young one attempted to catch something. The femme was glad to see another taking an interest in a hobby she favored dearly, and even more pleased to know that her knew friend was so determined and strong minded- if a little clumsy. However- due to BIOS's naturally boisterous behavior, he did not seem to be making any progress- despite all the effort he was putting into the fishing. In fact, the canis rather reminded Belle of something she had seen before... A very long time ago. Her brothers and she (back when she lived with her murderous father) were often locked in the small cottage they called 'home', and whilst their father went out (which he did often) they found they needed something to pass the time. The trio would talk quietly amongst themselves, and watch the trees sway to and fro from the barred windows of the cottage- which were barred purely to keep the siblings in- not to keep strangers out. The cottage resisted of two rooms: one small, cramped, dark room in which she and her brothers lived, ate, and slept; and another larger room where her father slept- although under no circumstances were the three pups allowed to venture in there. When Belle thought about it now, she expected there was a bed in there- a luxury that she had lived without for most of her life.
Sighing, she tried to push the image of the past away, yet solemn thoughts still lingered in her fragile mind. Where were her brothers? Were they safe? Was her father still holding them prisoner? Were they even still alive?!?!?!
A sharp splash caught the fey's attention, and she span around to see that BIOS had all but disappeared- except his legs were frantically kicking from above the water. A panicked cry emitted from her maw, and she had half a mind to go up to him and help, yet she stood her ground, eager to let him overcome his own mistakes. Sure enough, a head soon popped out from the water, and breaking the eerie silence that had seemed to go on for too long, BIOS came bouncing towards the Canis Lupus Arctos, shouting about something excitably. When the boy came into view, she realized he had something in his muzzle! Maybe that dare-devil dive had not put him in danger at all, but it was an attempt to catch a fish using his own technique? Soon though, her friend emerged from the water, and she slowly realized the object clamped firmly in his jaws was not a fish, but a stick! Her mouth dropped open, eyes wide. She did not know what to say, as she did not want to hurt his feelings... He just seemed so excited about it! Eventually, he seemed to realized what he had really caught, and a stifled giggle erupted from her lips- Gently, she took the stick from him, and placed it upright and firm in the sandy earth. .character-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:# 9d3fc9; letter-spacing:1px; } .character-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:427px; background-color:# 9694ba; background-image:url(http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/5998/souls11.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #000000; padding: 300px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:# 4f1e66; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - BIOS - 09-13-2010 [html] "Oh BIOS, at least you tried!" .bios .ooc {font-style:italic; color:#FFFFFF;} .bios p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .bios b {color:#59E817; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .bios-img {background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... _table.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding-top:260px;} .bios {background-color:#7b7b7b; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style:none solid solid solid; border-color: #000000; font-family: tahoma; font-size:13px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:398px; text-align:justify; margin:0 auto; padding:5px 0px; } .bios .separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] |