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- Yuki Miyako - 08-12-2010 [html] On a cool August evening the clear sky held few sparkling, yellow crystals. They seemed to make the dark less frightening, but it also made her feel closed in. More would come out from their hiding places as the night dragged on, taking her along with it. After the reunion of BIOS and Rurik, Yuki had went off by herself for a while. Though the vault of heaven above her had some stars, the sun was still attempting to cling onto the short while before the moon would take over. Chip circled her from the air, his white feathers standing out against the dark blue sky. It was almost quiet enough for her to hear the sound of the blood pumping through her veins. She listened to the both gentle and delightful sounds of the crickets, "Only a few more steps and I could be face to face with the insect that's calling out to its mate.." This wasn't true, the sound had carried from a ways away from her, though every time it seeped into her ears it sounded crystal clear, as if the sound was made for only her. She was startled as she bumped into a human grave stone, the ridges showed where the upper half of the stone had broken off. It only went up to the beginning of her chest with that part missing but the engraved words could still be made out if she squinted hard; "To a loving sister, mother, and friend: Karin Lee Aio" she whispered aloud. She probably had not pronounced the last name right, for she was not very skilled in reading. It was just some thing she had picked up over time. Her paws carried her around the Cemetery, looking over each of the broken gravestones. She wondered what happened to the bodies of those who had died from that virus. A shiver rolled through her as she thought about maggot crawling through the bodies of these lost creatures, "Like a half eaten deer carcass.." .character-hm001yw b {font-weight:bold; color:#445775; letter-spacing:1px;} .character-hm001yw .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#ee8041} .character-hm001yw p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #b30a03;} .character-hm001yw i {font-weight:italic; color: #e9dc36; letter-spacing:1 px;} .character-hm001yw {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i45.tinypic.com/35b7e5v.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 278px 0px 67px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - BIOS - 08-13-2010 [html] Show time
In that week a lot has occurred, many persons have entered in BIOS life end memory, and he has learned a lot about that new environment he ended in... though, after the las visit to the Halifax airport, he remembered one very important name: Yuki... the first girl and friend he met after the awakening... After the meeting with Rurik, the dog noticed her sudden absence that now was prolonged to that precise moment... moment in which he started to get concerned about it. The last time she was nearby, the dog could appreciate some... nostalgic... sad aura around the female... and he was too curious to know the reason of that, but… where to start..? Where she could be in that moment..? .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] - Yuki Miyako - 08-13-2010 [html] Yuki's ears flattened as she heard the sound of the pups voice. It wasn't like she'd left him to die, but she did leave as soon as it began getting dark. It made her feel sneaky, as if she had done some thing she shouldn't have.. Her head snapped around a bit to fast, smacking into the stone in front of her. She didn't feel much pain, only a bit of dizziness that left her head spinning. A shake rolled through her body as she tried to rid of the cloudiness that fogged up her eyes. "You were looking for me?" she asked dryly. Another wave of guilt washed over her, her eyes glowed slightly as she looked at him. He wasn't much more then a blur at the moment, but his picture was clear in her mind from their last meeting "I'm not lonely.." she mumbled the lie in a low voice. She moved closer, sitting a few steps away from him and making a point to keep her head lowered with her ears sticking close to it. She hardly realized that the crickets had almost completely silenced, "Must've found it's mate," She thought to herself. She knew better then anyone that if she let the quiet get to her, she'd drive herself insane. Not that she was sure she was still sane any ways. "Why'd you come looking for me?" She asked slowly, the words rolling off her lips like warm syrup. She fought the strong urge to add a snappy comment about how he didn't trust her enough to think she would live up to her promise, but just looked up at him instead. .character-hm001yw b {font-weight:bold; color:#445775; letter-spacing:1px;} .character-hm001yw .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#ee8041} .character-hm001yw p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #b30a03;} .character-hm001yw i {font-weight:italic; color: #e9dc36; letter-spacing:1 px;} .character-hm001yw {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i45.tinypic.com/35b7e5v.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 278px 0px 67px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - BIOS - 09-09-2010 [html] Show time
The female answered BIOS initial questions with her own questions calmly, though, she seemed somewhat thoughtful or insecure about something at the dog's gaze, she asked the reason for him to look for her, BIOS was afraid he could have interrupted something or simply disturbed her, even when she seemed to be doing nothing before the conversation took place... .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] - Yuki Miyako - 09-09-2010 Wrote fast to get this thread up and kicking again, not my best work. x: [html] The pup was definately interesting. "Looking to help others when he can barely help himself.." She thought. She tilted her head and studied him, "BIOS, you know, you really shouldn't be wandering around when it's getting close to dark." Her voice was thoughtful and caring, the dog had gained her affection. He seemed to be to bold for his own good. Trusting others a little to fast, as most pups probably do. She believed he could sense not everyone was all good, but his thoughts always seemed jambled. "I was going to come back. I made a promise, remember?" She said with a small, sad smile. If he could see past her fake happiness, everyone might as well. She must've looked weak even in HIS eyes. "This place is where they put the humans that used to walk this earth." She glanced over at the woman's grave she had perviously visited, "The dead ones," she added quietly. "Even when I'm happy sadness inhabits my eyes, huh?" She asked, hoping she could find some way to hide it better. .character-hm001yw b {font-weight:bold; color:#445775; letter-spacing:1px;} .character-hm001yw .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#ee8041} .character-hm001yw p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #b30a03;} .character-hm001yw i {font-weight:italic; color: #e9dc36; letter-spacing:1 px;} .character-hm001yw {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i45.tinypic.com/35b7e5v.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 278px 0px 67px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - BIOS - 09-10-2010 [html] Uhmm... a lil' bit more...
"This place is where they put the humans that used to walk this earth... The dead ones." .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] - Yuki Miyako - 09-12-2010 [html] Blah. blah, blah blah blah.. __________________________________________The hybrid raised her head to give the dog a look of surprise, one moment so brave, another looking as if he was read to run away at any given moment. Stories of walking corpses and restless souls had once corrupted her mind when she was young, but looking back on it now, it seemed so long ago. She had never heard them being called something such as 'dead walkers' but when she put two and two together she realized he had been talking about dead who still walked earth. "Zombies?" Ideas of angry spirits seemed more realistic then disgusting decaying bodies. "No, no, no. They are no longer alive, they're spirits rest with the maker." She jerked her head to motion towards one of the grave stones, "If any thing were to ever jump out of one of those graves, I would protect you." "Thank you. I've never really got compliments about them. Always thought they kinda made me look scary." Her gold tinted eye was usually the one to draw attention, she had once heard that it reminded someone of a rage demon. She always let people believe what they had wanted, no use in denying something if no one would listen. A lot of people had felt bad for her through out her life time, but it wasn't some thing she had expected from BIOS. He too looked like he had a troublesome past behind him. "I will tell you my 'story', saving you all the gruesome details, of course. If you in return will tell me your own." She looked away for a moment, then continued right on, "I have no intention of pushing my problems onto you. You have a long life ahead of you, and I hope not to ruin it. You must agree that you know this before I speak any more." Think Act Talk. .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - BIOS - 09-13-2010 [html] In exchange of BIOS question, Yuki offered to tell BIOS her situation in exchange of the dogs history and the acceptance of any effect that Yuki's tale could cause on him. Yuki was right indeed, BIOS was very young, in comparison to other canis in that world he was still living in a world of "candies and colors" he was not even completely aware of how awful his own life has been so far, a fact that his mother helped to disguise very well along BIOS life..! He would be really hard for him to "open his eyes" to the reality of that new world... that world he has always blindly lived on... Yuki would notice some of that by the dogs following words... .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] - Yuki Miyako - 09-20-2010 [html] Blah. blah, blah blah blah.. __________________________________________Much of what the dog said confused her. He didn't accept violence that was in his homeland; only rainbows and butterflies. "Most younglings think that way." So why hadn't she? Because she saw them all murdered. The blood, sounds, every thing was so real. And there was no way to deny the fact that she will never see any of them again. "Is that such a bad thing?" It was most definitely was not good, every one should want a family to fall back on. She continued having increasingly irritating voices that filled her cloudy mind as he continued talking. She did not want to have the responsibility of telling BIOS he was missing half an ear and had a large scar on his face. Remembering the days that she watched her own wound turn into a sore, pink, unremovable marking had been horrible. She had only herself to blame, herself and that man. After it had started to heal she tried to rid of it continuously, in any way she could. It was difficult without the human-like hands of a luperci, she could not touch it with her own paws. The injury was open for days, due to the fact that she didn't rest much. It was funny how the noise of the nightwalkers in that old forest seemed so much scarier back then when she slept outside the hut; now the quiet croaking of frogs and the sound of the light paws of a fox were as familiar as her own heartbeat. "Show him." Yuki obeyed the voice, rolling onto her stomach and showing her own scar sheepishly. Her tail was tucked tight in between her back legs, her front ones resting comfortably on her chest. She looked up at him and pinned her ears snuggly against her head, "It a scar, like this one." The pink line seemed thicker then before, more defined with her white fur surrounding it. The hairless mark looked almost as glossy as the coating on her icy eye, glimmering as the moonlight shined off of it. Her speech was quiet, her words the trembling almost as bad as her body, "And.. The one on your eye. Its not that bad.." To her it didn't look bad, it looked as if it belonged. After answering his question she went into her story, done thinking of ways to hide some of the dark truth:
"It didn't take long for Kina to tire of it. Constantly being told over and over how she was only there for breeding purposes, and didn't actually have any rights. She could only leave pack lands on certain days, and on the days she was free of their 'teachings', she could almost consider herself happy. On one of the days when she was wandering around the dry fields, she met the man who would be my father. He was a dog, a bit more husky then wolf, meaning he could never be accepted into the pack. They fell in love, and soon enough she was pregnant with his children. Kina could be killed for her mistake, so they agreed to run away together. Their happiness was short lived, my mother returned to the pack lands only to realize that she had been caught. Her beloved was killed, brutally. Kina knew she still had to get away, she would not let her first litter of pups be killed for her mistakes. And most certainly not because of their gender." "I never got to hear about how she got away, she usually broke down after that part of the story.. It was hard to squeeze any information about it after that. Under the twisted roots of a large tree, Kina dug up and under them, making the cozy earth floor our home. The roots served us like a protective embrace that our mother did not have, she refused to touch us unless she absolutely had to. I guess we reminded her to much of our father.. But I'll never really know. I only had one friend back then, not that I have many more now. It was my brother, Kuro. He was strong and brave, every thing I wished I could be and more. I envied him, I loved him." At this point tears ran down from her eyes, they streamed over her cheeks then vanished into the soil near her. She made no sounds for a minute or two, breathing deeply and trying to calm herself. "Oh Yuki..Crying was meant for the weak. Have you sank that low already?" "..-Kina hit us, a lot. It was how she was raised, and though she tried to give us the best life she could, some times she just couldn't stop herself. Kuro tried to protect me some times, but at others all my siblings just watched. She hurt me more often then the others, probably because I wouldn't obey all of her foolish commands. One night when she had returned from another unsuccessful hunt, I noticed she was making an effort not to look at us. I tried to brush it off, that and the creepy feeling running up my spine, soon enough I was caught in a restless sleep. I awoke to the smell of blood filling my nose and the sound of bones crushing.. Weeps I recognized as my mother's filled my ears as well. My other siblings had been slaughtered, but Kuro was no where to be found. He left me when they came, I recon he ran off some where safe.. I felt the hot breath of a large wolf in my face, the blood of my family lurking in his mouth and threatening to make me vomit, "Where is he?" I knew he was talking about Kuro, so I gave him the honest answer. I told him I didn't know. That's when I got the scar, he scratched me with something, dragged it right down my stomach. Then he left. I don't know why he let me live, but I think he knew he didn't kill me. I walked all that night until I found the familiar hut of a woman I called the bird lady.. She had luperci, but didn't help with my wound for an unknown reason.. She provided me with a warm home until one day she was just gone.. Or I ran away, I think.. I can't remember that far any more." She didn't give him all the details, but she didn't hide them all either. "He was going to have to learn about it sooner or later..." She shifted slightly, still laying on her back, but now looking at the stars rather then his eyes as she awaited his questions. .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - BIOS - 09-23-2010 [html] As BIOS listened to the females history, he could appreciate the hard Yuki's life has been... They both seemed to have grow up without father, in very conflictive environments... Did he had a loving mother..? Maybe, even though the description of her actions, there was always a good reason for a mother to behave violently or not for pups sake... The main difference among them..? Ignorance. that was all the difference among BIOS and Yuki's situations, Yuki knew well the details of most parts of his past, while BIOS memories were both fake or not clear enough... He knew that he had no father. but in the reality he could be still alive... contrary to her mother's case, which he still hopes to be true, but the reality sometimes could stab the fool... .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] |