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She’s hallucinating xD


The drugs made her feel like she was on a cloud, floating. The world was spinning while she laid there on the snow covered ground. The snow felt weird and everything around her had a weird glow to it. The trees looked sparkly, the snow looked like puffy clouds, the sky looked like an orange milkshake, and a rock some distance away looked fuzzy. She had the strange urge to pet it.

What next? She heard his question, but it kinda just floated away from her train of thought and remained unanswered. She was concentrated on that rock. She reached her arm out towards it, but it was too far away. She stretched her fingers out as far as they could, but still no luck. She looked down at the snow and touched the puffy cloudness. It didn’t feel like clouds, but it still looked like them. She wondered what they tasted like. She took a handful of snow, not realizing she grabbed some leaves along with it, and stuffed it into her jaws. She was content for about three seconds before she reached into her mouth and pulled a long, crunchy, dead leaf out from it. She stared at it with wonder.

Hm, burnt cloud.

She was reassuring herself more than anyone, and she continued to stare at it with wonder. How can anyone BURN a cloud? The question swirled around in her brain for about ten seconds before J’adore’s second question reached her brain. It took her a second to comprehend it, but when she did she held onto it with all the might left in her brain muscles. We have … wasted lives? That was all she could remember. The furry rock was way too appealing.

Definitely not.

She said it so sure, but yet she had no idea what she was even talking about. Her eyes were locked on that rock, and she could’ve sworn when the wind blew the little hairs followed the breeze. Now she really wanted to touch it. She lifted her head up towards J’adore and smiled widely before sitting up and reaching for the rock again. Still too far.



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#22
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OOC here!


J'adore nodded. Axelle had insisted that their lives were full. J'adore accepted it. The male stood up and shook the snow from his legs, deliberatley flicking most of it in the females direction. 'If your not to hosed to kill, I have somebody who needs his head removed'. This was a lie because the male truely didnt care which way his mark died, just so long as he was out of the picture.


The tan male was still struggling to stand up as he shifted to his Secui form. Whe he was finished molding to his halfing form. He wiggled his toes and gave his tail a flick, working off the drugs. If Axelle did not want to fight he wouldn't mind, it would only put his death off for another day, either way the mark would die.


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#23
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J'adore should join in on the hallucinating xD


Axelle was focused on the hairy rock when she saw her friend get up from leaning against whatever he was leaning on before. She turned her head towards him and looked at him with confusion clearly written on her face. Killing? Now? No, she was clearly enjoying her high, didn’t he see that? She shook her head at the proposition. She wanted to touch that rock before anything else got in her way.

No.

Axelle was simply uninterested in all things that had to do with killing at the moment. She was high, and she was enjoying this. Wasn’t it his idea to get high? Why wasn’t he bugging out with her? He didn’t see the beautiful fuzzy rock? What the hell…

The femme got to her feet. She felt like a ninja standing up. She looked toward the sparkly tree wondering if she could climb it now that she was a ninja. It wouldn’t hurt to try. She dug her claws into the bark and one hand by one leg climbed about seven inches off the ground before the bark chipped away and she fell off into the snow. She laid there flat on her back looking into the pumpkin sky.

Whoa…

A wide smile stretched across her face, and then a burst of laughter escaped her throat. She forgot all about J’adore for the moment. If only he would get high enough and share this with her, but no. He seemed to be ‘too good’ for that at the moment. Axelle kept rolling around on the cloudy ground laughing at nothing at all. Then she abruptly stopped and looked up at J’adore. Her face was serious. She totally forgot about her hairy rock friend



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#24
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Totally


No. J'adore nodded and more or less collapsed to the snowy floor. But them his partner rose to her feet and J'adore sprung up. Another high spell was on it's way. Drugs never had a lasting effect on the male, they gave him a few minutes of high and then he was normal again and then high again. On and off till the drugs were out of his system, or at least weak enough to have no effect.


Your right, silly idea to kill while high' he paused tilting his head at the femme and finishing with the simple comment, You'd probably die anyway'. He trotted forward, happy at his little dis.


Where was he going anyway? He stopped waiting for Axelle, who's mobility was seriously prohibited by the mystery drugs. J'adore's mind was the only thing effected by the drugs. His speech, mobility and vision were as clear as ever. And then it was just his thoughts that got muddled. This was the rule of thumb for any drugs he took.


His mark's death could be suspended for a while so J'adore was unfazed by lengthing his life by a day or two. The guy was a pusillanimous, ratty thing, all ways trying to loophole things.


'What we're we gonna do?'J'adore asked flicking his tail lazily.


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#25
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WC: 231




Axelle continued to look at him seriously, though she hadn’t a slight clue of what he was talking about. Her brain was fuzzy, it probably had cloud in it, and she was too preoccupied at the moment to even worry. She looked away from him and glared at the sparkling tree. She was mad at it for making her fall. She suddenly jumped up from the ground and kicked its bark, not really noticing the pain surging through her foot. She limped away and stopped at a clearing. Where did the rock go? She lost it.

Axelle looked around herself. Still no rock. What the hell… She was starting to get frustrated when all of a sudden she yelled with joy, “Yay!” She found it. Axelle pranced over to it happily, but hesitated in touching it. She slowly approached it with one finger, and squeezing her eyes shut- she touched it. She rubbed her finger back and forth on its furry surface, and realized it didn’t feel furry at all. Then she touched her own arm knowing it already was furry, and then touched the rock again. Not the same. Her happy face fell, and she slowly got up and turned back to J’adore. You’d probably die anyway. No. You’d die. A big smile stretched across her face and she ran toward J’adore and attempted to tackle his Secui self.

Raaaahhh!!!


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#26
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occgoodnessss


He needed only step sideways to avoid Axelle's lame tackle. She was obviously hit harder by the drugs than him. 'You know your attack would be a lot more effective if you actually aimed at me' J'adore mocked mildly kicking up snow towards his would be attacker.


He sighed and moved towards his friend. It was getting warmer, snow was melting and grass was poking through the slush. Not that he didn't mind, it was just winter into spring always meant another year over. That was what bothered him. His thin paws sunk into the ground as he strolled after his friend.


His mind wandered as he followed Axelle. But when his mind came back to the present day he realised he was lost, and so was Axelle. Well, at least they were lost together. If they were seperated and lost then they would be screwed. 'Where are we and where do you intend to take me crazy woman' he said trotting forward and barging her lightly.


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#27
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Out of Character

Word Count:213




The tackle attempt failed miserably. As she launched herself at him, all he needed to do was step aside for her to miss. She fell onto the sloshy ground with a squish. Wonderful. The clouds were melting. She picked herself up, and started walking. Just walking with nowhere to go. At some point she looked back and made sure J’adore was following. He was. So they were just walking. Walking to nowhere. They passed a lot of sparkling trees, but as they did Axelle noticed their sparkle wasn’t so shiny anymore. She furrowed her brow at that thought, but decided that she didn’t care. So, they kept walking.

Finally, Where do intend on taking me crazy woman? Axelle stopped abruptly. They were lost. She looked around confused. How did they get here? They were totally in a different spot than they were. They were away from all the dead carcasses, and away from the beautiful smell of blood. She was sobering up a little now, but that still was not enough for her to realize where they were. Did she even know this place? She decided that it was all J’adore’s fault…

Why didn’t you stop me?!

Really, though. A wolf with sense would’ve stopped when they realized they were walking to nowhere.

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#28
UNFINISHED

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J'adore Austral

J'adore is weird and rambling.


The male shrugged, 'I dunno, I was following you!' His voice raised in defence and his ears flicked forward in defence. 'How can it be my fault if I was following your butt?' he added, giving Axelle a sharp frown and a raised eyebrow. Seriously though, why was the woman blaming him? Like he could plant an idea in her mind. That would be a cool super power though... Mind control. Moving childish thoughts from his mind he stopped to survey the area.


'Okay, so, I have some crappy news and some frickin' awesome news... crappy news is that I have no fricking' idea where your sorry butt has led us, bbbbbbuuuuutttt! I can hear the sea! Or maybe thats the drugs...' he ended his ramble with a sorry shrug. 'Wave sound is that way!' he said pointin a large paw west. 'Dunno if it realy is the sea though. he said as he bounded away from Axelle.


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#29
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I PPed with J'adore standing over her, I hope thats okay.. Let me know if you'd like me to change it.

Word Count: 306

Points: 3



J’adore reacted just as she expected he would, or maybe not. She looked at him like she was listening, but she really wasn’t. At all. All she heard after she watched his mouth move for a couple seconds was ”Wave sound that way!” And he pointed in the said direction. She looked toward that way, but couldn’t really tell what she heard. There was definitely something she was hearing, but she couldn’t really point out what it was. She nodded, and followed him anyway.

After walking a few miles, she started to hear the wave sounds, too. Hopefully they were real, and they weren’t walking into some death trap. Through the tall grass Axelle could see blue waves. She kept walking. She walked past the tall grasses and into the sea until it was too deep to stand and she had to swim. She swam around for a moment before a large wave pummeled her.

It was quiet and bubbly under the surface of the sea, and the salt burned her eyes. AND she couldn’t breathe. She began to panic slightly, and aimed for the surface. Her head emerged from the blue waters, and she quickly inhaled a deep, new breath only to be pummeled by another wave. This time she managed to swim underwater toward the shore strangely very humanly. She finally reached levels where she could walk rather than swim, and was pummeled by smaller waves. She galloped and hopped toward the shore. The water made it hard for her human legs to move, and almost tripped her twice. One of the last times the waves succeeded and she crawled to the sand. She flopped over on dry land breathing heavily, thanking the Goddess that she made it. She opened her eyes only to see J’adore staring at her like she was a weirdo.

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#30
UNFINSHED

The male looked on expressionless as Axelle flapped about in what looked to be only a foot of water, 'I'm going to go now. I have things to attend to'. His bivouac wasn't that long a journey away. He was tired and bored. Although his outing with the inkpotted femme had been fun, all children had to go to bed. J'adore turned on his heels, what he had said to Axelle was more of a statment that anything else, he had no time to wait. Perhaps he would sleep for a while and then go and find that cheating rat bag that needed killing. Although he had been staying up late the past few nights so maybe a full night of sleep would be best.
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Yayyy ! Are you excited? Now we have to bring up some plots with Axelle and Naniko Smile if you want.

Word Count: 341

Points: 3




Her breathing became more normal every inhalation she took. The drugs were wearing off now, and she could actually understand J’adore as he spoke now. I'm going to go now. I have things to attend to sounded pretty crystal clear to her right now. She looked up at him, not saying a word, but nodded toward him before he walked off.

She stared at his face the last time she could see him, and it stayed in her mind. The last of the drugs distorted it slightly and she giggled at the funny image she saw in her head. His head was all stretched out while his body was normal. Funny really.

She pushed herself off the ground, and sat facing the sea. The waves rolled in and out, and she remembered that her eyes still burned from the salt. Stupid salt. Or was it the whale sperm that the human books said? Or at least she thought they said, since she wasn’t such a good reader after all. She wished she could spot a dolphin, but they haven’t been mentioned in years. Did they even still exist?

She stayed sitting there, planning on staying until nightfall, and squished her toes into the sand. Weird feeling it was. It almost felt like that weird feeling you get when you lay in a certain position for too long, and your blood stops flowing correctly to that one area. Yeah.. Her thoughts were beyond her. She placed her elbows on her knees and leaned forward to continue to watch the waves. J’adore hadn’t said anything more to her, and she nearly forgot about him. She left him to do what he needed to do, after all, she held him captive for the whole afternoon. The waves continued to roll in and out; the sound was quite calming. Her eyes slowly began to close, and she keeled over into the sand not really caring much at that point. Not even caring enough at the moment when high tide would come in later that night…

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