08-09-2010, 12:49 AM
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Okay, well it’s taking place on the highway -_- with all the bodies and corpses lying around… lovely =] Kinda left it there, so you can come in at anytime . [500+ Word Count]
Paws gracefully padded along the ground. He was in his wolf form today because it was easier to travel long distances in. He had two extra legs in this form. He quietly prowled along the grassy road. He had just come from Yarmouth and had a satchel slung over his shoulder, even as a wolf, hoping to find more objects to decorate his hut with. The bag felt awkward on him now that he was in his wolf form. When he was in his optime, it didn’t feel so awkward.
As he continued walking he noticed the trees and overhead brush getting thicker and the ground getting harder. He looked down and noticed now he was walking on asphalt. How did this happen? As he continued now he could see some strange things up ahead. They looked like “cars”, as the human books stated them, but decayed cars. As he got closer he could see beings inside them, rotting beings. They had frail bones that looked as if they would crumble if the slightest breeze blew their way. This they did as Moonfyre climbed onto the car door with only his front legs. The corpse in the car crumbled as if it were really ashes and only left a dust that coated the charred car seat. Yes, this car looked like it had been burned and that might explain why it’s owner crumbled as they did. As Moonfyre took a deep breath, he felt the dust cake his nostrils and he jumped down off the door. He kept moving, faster then before because this place was weird. It had an eerie feel to it like something tragic happened here.
But before he got far, he spotted something shiny out of the corner of his eye. He paused, unsure of whether to go see what it was or to keep going. The devil on his shoulder got the best of him and he headed over to the fifth car down from the one he was previously at before. He jumped up on the door with his front paws and peered into the car. There it was! The most perfect thing in the world that he thought he would never find. That necklace!
He read in a book once about the gypsies and one was wearing a necklace just like this one. He fell in love with it almost immediately and was searching for one ever since. This necklace was special, so he read, that there was only one in the world and it was believed to be magical and here it was before his eyes. It was on a silver chain, not thin but not humongously thick either. It was almost as thick as a dog’s chain choker collar, if you would say, and it had a beautiful, blue gem moon dangling from it. Moonfyre quickly changed to Optime form and reached into the car to get the necklace off the corpse without disturbing it. That was impossible because as soon as he reached into the car, the body crumbled just as the other did. The necklace was left in a pile of crumbs, Moonfyre picked it up, and put it around his neck. He looked down at it proudly and looked into the broken side mirror.
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Okay, well it’s taking place on the highway -_- with all the bodies and corpses lying around… lovely =] Kinda left it there, so you can come in at anytime . [500+ Word Count]
Paws gracefully padded along the ground. He was in his wolf form today because it was easier to travel long distances in. He had two extra legs in this form. He quietly prowled along the grassy road. He had just come from Yarmouth and had a satchel slung over his shoulder, even as a wolf, hoping to find more objects to decorate his hut with. The bag felt awkward on him now that he was in his wolf form. When he was in his optime, it didn’t feel so awkward.
As he continued walking he noticed the trees and overhead brush getting thicker and the ground getting harder. He looked down and noticed now he was walking on asphalt. How did this happen? As he continued now he could see some strange things up ahead. They looked like “cars”, as the human books stated them, but decayed cars. As he got closer he could see beings inside them, rotting beings. They had frail bones that looked as if they would crumble if the slightest breeze blew their way. This they did as Moonfyre climbed onto the car door with only his front legs. The corpse in the car crumbled as if it were really ashes and only left a dust that coated the charred car seat. Yes, this car looked like it had been burned and that might explain why it’s owner crumbled as they did. As Moonfyre took a deep breath, he felt the dust cake his nostrils and he jumped down off the door. He kept moving, faster then before because this place was weird. It had an eerie feel to it like something tragic happened here.
But before he got far, he spotted something shiny out of the corner of his eye. He paused, unsure of whether to go see what it was or to keep going. The devil on his shoulder got the best of him and he headed over to the fifth car down from the one he was previously at before. He jumped up on the door with his front paws and peered into the car. There it was! The most perfect thing in the world that he thought he would never find. That necklace!
He read in a book once about the gypsies and one was wearing a necklace just like this one. He fell in love with it almost immediately and was searching for one ever since. This necklace was special, so he read, that there was only one in the world and it was believed to be magical and here it was before his eyes. It was on a silver chain, not thin but not humongously thick either. It was almost as thick as a dog’s chain choker collar, if you would say, and it had a beautiful, blue gem moon dangling from it. Moonfyre quickly changed to Optime form and reached into the car to get the necklace off the corpse without disturbing it. That was impossible because as soon as he reached into the car, the body crumbled just as the other did. The necklace was left in a pile of crumbs, Moonfyre picked it up, and put it around his neck. He looked down at it proudly and looked into the broken side mirror.