|You don't reach 500 deviations without accumulating a wide cast of characters. For my milestone commemoration I made use of a large and varied selection of them. Take a peek!|
|This particular piece ended up sticking in my mind for some reason after I wrote it. Maybe it was the fact that it got featured by DailyLitDeviations.|
Smoke and Mirrors -Comm.-On the inside of every magician's top hat, there lies another world. In this world, magic is real, and object constancy is commonly called into question. This is a world populated by rabbits, and they are the only ones who know of it, although the rituals of many stage magicians may suggest that they have had glimpses of it. This is the world of Abra.Smoke and Mirrors -Comm.- by sonicinterface
Today's story begins in a café in Abra, not a particularly busy place, but where two rabbits in particular had chosen to go for their first date.
"Waiter!" called a white rabbit by the name of Smoke. "My date and I would both like refills on our drinks."
"Certainly, sir," the waiting rabbit replied, hopping over to the table Smoke and his companion were sharing. Calmly the waiter draped a red handkerchief over Smoke's empty cup, covering it completely, then withdrew it with a flourish-- and the cup was now full. The waiter then repeated the maneuver with the female rabbit's cup.
"There you are, sir
Brian's First Flight -Req.-Brian Boulard checked his ticket again. It said quite plainly that his plane to Eagle Point boarded at gate A14, but he'd had to ask for directions five times before finding the gate, and even then it took him a while to realize when it was time to board.Brian's First Flight -Req.- by sonicinterface
Finally, after about three tries, Brian found his seat. He buckled his seatbelt and looked at his information card, hoping for an uneventful flight.
Of course, if his hopes had been fulfilled, we wouldn't have a story.
"Attention all passengers of flight 3119," a voice called out over the intercom. "This is your flight attendant speaking. Your pilot... er... your pilot just called in sick and can't fly the plane, and the airline's budget doesn't allow for reserve pilots. Therefore, I am selecting a passenger via random draw to pilot the plane."
Muttering filled the passenger cabin. Everyone wondered if they'd be the lucky one. Brian stayed in his seat, so nervous he was almost sweating.
Character profile: Ali"Of course I knew you were behind me. Your thoughts gave you away. That pit trap wasn't hard to see; I just flew over it. Oh, and that spring-loaded mallet-in-a-book you gifted me the other day? I X-rayed it before opening it, then re-gifted it to someone else. I'm still not sure how you crammed such a large mallet into such a small fake book, though." --AliCharacter profile: Ali by sonicinterface
Name: Ali (pronounced "alley")
Age: Appears around 20
Race/species: Alicorn (winged unicorn) (anthro)
Family and associates: None known
Ali stands at about half a head taller than average. Her primary body color is a fine dark red (around 800000 in RRGGBB hexadecimal); her mane is black and hangs down to about her waist, and her tail is also black and hangs down to her ankles. She has amber eyes, and is semi-buxom. She has black hooves for feet, and her fingers are tipped with black mini-hooves to match.
The Bottler -Trade-"Alright... that should do it!"The Bottler -Trade- by sonicinterface
We open today's episode in the entrance hall of a particular castle. Tom Wool, one of the best-known faces of Toon Town, put away his screwdriver and stepped back from what he'd been using it on, admiring it with pride.
Right in front of the orange wolf stood an odd contraption consisting of two robotic arms ending in gloved hands, mounted on a tall box. Also built into the box were two dispensaries, a larger one loaded with glass milk bottles, and a smaller one loaded with matching caps.
The floor behind Tom was littered with packing material. Somewhere among it lay a small sheet of paper that read "Product 2839-A: The Bottler (some assembly required)".
Ordering this thing from ToonTech put a huge dent in my trap budget, but it's bound to be worth it. Well, without further ado... it's time for a test run!
Tom took a remote out of a pocket that wasn't there five seconds ago and pressed the ON/OFF button. Instantly, th
Uncanny -Contest-Kite knew by heart which window gave him the best view of the orphanage's kitchen.Uncanny -Contest- by sonicinterface
The light blue hedgehog with the orange markings and yellow scarf loved to watch food preparations in the kitchen-- and not primarily because of the food, but rather because of what they came in.
The kitchen was where full cans became empty cans, and once a can was empty, it was a treasure to him. Watching those cans getting emptied out was like watching money getting printed.
It was around 10:30, so lunch preparations were well underway. Today Yothu was on kitchen duty. The bilby was hard at work, preparing a large quantity of spaghetti and meatballs suitable for the orphanage's ever-hungry residents.
Kite kept his face pressed against the window glass, his eyes on a can of tomato sauce Yothu had almost emptied. He wanted, no, he needed it. He wasn't leaving the area without that can in his possession.
Oblivious for the time being, Yothu poured the last little bit of
Loose Idea: Werewolf HunterMy daughter has always wanted to be a werewolf hunter when she grows up.Loose Idea: Werewolf Hunter by sonicinterface
There's nothing wrong with that. After all, the glory of slaying such savage beasts is quite an attractive prospect. As her father, I have a duty to support her dreams and help her realize them.
Of course, werewolves have never actually existed in real life, which makes them difficult to hunt-- but every problem has a solution.
Do you see the tank of liquid behind me? I've been devoting the past decade and a half to the creation of that complex formula, which I call "wolf serum". One quick injection, and your next moonlit night will be an exciting one!
I have representatives all over the world prepared to inject people at random with my serum. Soon the world will be terrorized by werewolves-- and my daughter will have a profitable career as a hunter ahead of her!
Do you really wish to destroy all that, Agent Faceless? The ambition of my child is at stake. To interfe
Weaver SilkThe Weavers are a spider-like race known for their high-quality silk.Weaver Silk by sonicinterface
There are two known types of silk produced by the Weavers: red silk and blue silk. Neither is necessarily better than the other, but they are spun via different methods and used for different purposes.
When a Weaver first learns to spin silk, it typically chooses red or blue to specialize in, whichever it is fonder of or better at producing. (As I said, they are produced via different methods.)
But let us talk about one Weaver in particular, an indecisive child who doesn't favor either type of silk. He tries them both out, but can't seem to attach himself to red or blue.
He ends up combining the two methods of silk production, and spins a mix of the two types, an unorthodox purple silk. He's quite proud of it.
Purple silk in tow, the Weaver child heads to the marketplace to find a buyer for it. Because there are two major types of Weaver silk, the market is divided into two districts, ea
Fancharacter profile: Xavier"Again and again I've been asked what my secret is for writing such award-winning fanfiction. My answer's always the same: attention to detail. Cross-reference everything with everything else, limit your assumptions, and gather as much information as possible about what you're writing about." --XavierFancharacter profile: Xavier by sonicinterface
Type of character: Sonicverse
Name: Xavier Screens (online alias XavierTheSavior)
Age: Early 20's
Species: Screen lizard (what's that?)
Occupation: Freelance writer (specializes in fanfiction)
Family and associates:
Cousin to Samara and Sadako Screens. Single; not looking for a girlfriend.
Xavier's primary body color is pastel blue (around #AAAAFF in standard RRGGBB hexadecimal); his "snout" and underbelly are a darker blue. His eyes are brown. His proportions are normal for a Mobian.
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Character profile: Jaro"They say an army marches on its stomach. They obviously didn't have the Aganre tribe in mind when they came up with that sentiment, but I can certainly understand where it comes from." --JaroCharacter profile: Jaro by sonicinterface
Type of character: Sonicverse - Aganre sub-verse
Name: Jaro Kanoso (JARE-oh kuh-NO-so)
Age: Around 25
Race/species: Lowland swamp viper (Mobian, Aganre-style)
Weapon of choice: Katana
Family and associates:
Eldest of three siblings. Single; would like to find a mate, but hasn't been chosen for a Test of the Gods yet.
Jaro has the standard Aganre snake build, with a round head and a serpentine lower body without legs. His eyes are green, and he has small white fangs.
His markings are standard for a viper of his species, but still hard to describe. His "base" color is a light brown / dark orange, around #CC9900.
The Aganre SnakesOverview and HistoryThe Aganre Snakes by sonicinterface
The Aganre (uh-GONE-ree) civilization consists of a village of Mobian snakes of many different species; they skirt a curious line between tribal and modern, and a large part of their culture is centered around battle training (more on that later). They withdrew themselves from the world long ago due to belief that it had grown weak, but have recently realized how cold and primitive this living style has made them. Since then they have attempted to modernize and become more welcoming to visitors, although they still maintain many of the old traditions.
An Aganre snake is built with arms, but no legs-- it has a serpentine tail for a lower body, like a naga. The females of the race do not have breasts, and apart from eyelashes are visually indistinguishable from the males. An adult snake's full body length is about two and a half times the average Mobian's height. Their eyes are normal, and t
Unintimidated"RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!"Unintimidated by sonicinterface
"Here, have a breath mint."
Siren's Song -Trade-"A bottle o' rum and a seaworthy ship, that be what you need for a fine pirate trip... that BE what you NEED for a... aargh, no, no! Th' rhythm on that be all wrong!"Siren's Song -Trade- by sonicinterface
Havoc Down let out a sigh. The Calico Anne was currently passing through uninhabited waters, nary an island or rival ship in sight. The Mobian pirate wolf was attempting to stave off the boredom by trying to compose new sea shanties, but wasn't having much luck stringing anything workable together.
That lass from the Valley made songwritin' look so easy. Alright, from th' top...
Taking a deep breath, Havoc began his makeshift song again, then again, but couldn't produce anything that sounded like a proper shanty. Just as he was about to give up, an uncannily pleasant harmony of words and melody entered his head. A smile crossed his face as he began again.
"Come here, oh sailors, follow our song, come for a visit... and... ... ...wait a sec, that be no pirate shanty. How in
They Caught YouThey've caught you.They Caught You by sonicinterface
They've turned you.
You're one of them now.
You're bound to their world now. You can never leave.
You will live out the rest of your life in their world, as one of them.
Not a day will pass by that you won't miss your home and your old friends and family. You know you will never have a chance to see them again.
They will try to comfort you. They will try to convince you that being one of them isn't so bad. But it won't help in the slightest.
You are one of them now, and will be forever.
(Still image of you as one of them, looking very sad.)
Guide to Enchanted CostumesThank you for purchasing an enchanted costume from Witch's Wardrobe. The costume can be put on just like any other: simply insert your head and limbs into the costume and zip up the zipper on the chest or back. The similarities end there, though: once the costume is fully on, it fuses to your body and the zipper falls off, meaning you now ARE the creature you're dressing up as!Guide to Enchanted Costumes by sonicinterface
When you want to take the costume off, simply press the zipper back into place. This will reverse the enchantment and separate the costume from its wearer, allowing it to be taken off normally.
Is it safe to wear a costume over another costume?
Yes. In fact, you can stack as many costumes as you want with no ill effects-- just try not to lose track of who you really are!
My zipper got lost or broken! Am I stuck in my costume forever?
Of course not! Costume zippers are interchangeable, and you can buy replacement zippers at any Witch's Wardrobe
Discord's Counter-Agent -Gift-When the D virus infected ~lizardman22's gallery, one character in particular was on to it almost from the beginning.Discord's Counter-Agent -Gift- by sonicinterface
Hisspan Down was the perfect counter-agent against Discord, the corporeal avatar the virus had sent into her world. Besides being the wife of the virus's target, she was friends with pretty much everyone in her setting, so she always had someone to go to when she needed a particular service. On top of that, her ability to detect blood pressure fluctuations and see in infra-red made spying all the easier.
As Discord stayed in the Valley of Venom, awaiting his chance to strike, Hisspan was setting things in motion herself, things that would eventually lead to the virus's defeat.
It was the day of Discord's arrival, shortly after he'd been shown around town. Hisspan opened the door to the house of Oceania "Teardrop" Otter without hesitation, glancing over her shoulder as she did. She closed the door as soon as she entered.
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Rorschach. :Trade:Rorschach. :Trade: by lizardman22
"His name is, Rorschach. And I challenge you to find a smarter little ink mouse in all the world!"
Jessica paused outside the pet shop, looking in through the big front window. Finally, after so many lonely weekends by herself, she had decided to get a pet. It would be the perfect companion to combat her busy studies, and boring social life. She entered the store, and was instantly assailed by all the sounds and smells of the animals within. Jessica had chosen this particular pet shop due to their advertised boast of having the widest range of 'exotic and special' pets. As she wandered around she spotted a large cage housing some wirewalkers, marveling at how they maneuvered with such agility along the thin wires strung about their cage. Another small cage housed half a dozen plugins, happily charging themselves from some power sockets. Jessica sighed. All these potential pets were interesting, but nothing had caught her eye. She was about to leave when she noticed once cage in
Messing With TimeThe ancient scent of long forgotten books hit Joy Hunter like a tidal wave, a familiar smell she had grown fond of. It was one of the few places where the cram packed spaces of the library did not phase her in the slightest, mainly due to her mind being preoccupied with her searches for historical fiction, her most beloved genre of all. She loved to delve into the ‘could be’ and ‘what if’s’ of the past, and see just how different her world would be if certain key points of history did not happen due to an unforeseen force of events.Messing With Time by Lolocator
Dressed in a two piece black colored bikini the dark green Labrador's tail waved back and forth as she browsed through a vast collection, it took her five minutes but something suddenly caught her eye, a single book amongst the rest that seemed to call to her. Why it did was beyond her, she liked to open old books since they were normally the most interesting, but this one looked like a magazine, it was thin like a pencil and s
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The Cat Burglar -Trade-The stronghold was set in the middle of a mountain range. It was guarded around the clock, and many high-tech security measures guarded the treasure within. It almost seemed like a challenge for thieves to come and try their luck.
Of course, someone took the challenge.
A black figure coasted across the night sky, directly towards the stronghold. It was none other than the elastic black cat known as Blinkie. She'd molded her arms and hands into a hang glider for the trip, and was enjoying the sensation of the air rushing over, under, and around her.
As she passed over the stronghold, Blinkie retracted her arms back to their normal shape, dropping down onto the roof. The impact briefly squashed her down to a fraction of her normal height, but she popped back without difficulty.
Alright, here I am. I just have to sneak in, steal the diamond, and get out.
Blinkie scanned the roof for potential entrances. A circular hatch ca
Land of Giants -Toon- -Req.-Sophie beamed as she reexamined the leaflet the supervisor had given her. She was sure she'd fit right in where she was going.
Out of boredom, she'd wandered over to the Universal Teleport Station and decided to pop into another world for a spell. According to the leaflet, the world she was headed for followed similar laws of physics to her own, but every single one of its residents was a giant multiple stories tall. As a wingless dragon who herself was as big of a house at full size, she didn't hesitate to sign up for transit.
"Okay, miss, the portal's active. You can go ahead and step through any..."
Sophie had already dived into the purple light.
The multicolored world on the other side of the portal was an impressive contrast from the plain white teleport chamber. Sophie had landed in the middle of a humongous town, with buildings and mostly deserted sidewalks as far as she could see. She felt very small, which for her was an incredibl
Table for Three -Req.-"Look, Lizzie, it doesn't matter how you count them. Two chairs can't sit three people."
The wolf twins Lizzie and Abbe sat on opposite ends of a table out on their back porch. A week ago, Lizzie had insisted on picking out this particular table-and-chairs set because it matched her green fur; the problem was that today they were expecting a third party, and didn't have a chair to spare.
"C'mon, Abbe! There's gotta be a way to make it work. We didn't invite Tom over just to turn him away because he doesn't have a place to sit."
Lizzie got to her feet and studied the bright green chair she'd been sitting on. Confused, Abbe stood up and made her way around the table to stand beside her sister.
"What are you thinking, Lizzie?"
"Well... maybe if we take this chair apart, we can put the pieces back together in such a way that we make TWO chairs. You know, like in that mathematics textbook."
"Lizzie, I don't think that's the way it--"
"I'm gonna try it.
A Beast in the Valley -Trade-The temple was well hidden in the woods, nearly impossible to find except by accident. Wolfen Down had stumbled upon it quite by chance in an attempt to take a shortcut. He seemed to have a knack for discovering ancient temples.
Two rather aged wolf statues guarded the temple entrance. Inside, a third statue firmly clutched a crystal ball; there seemed to be no way to remove the ball from the statue's hands.
Weird. That ball HAS to be important. I can sense some sort of energy inside it.
Wolfen cautiously reached out and touched the ball with one finger. Immediately he pulled his hand away as he felt his canine instincts act up.
What the...? Okay, whatever this thing is, it's dangerous. Maybe I can...
Taking a deep breath, Wolfen placed his right hand-- the one he always wore the Infinity Gauntlet on-- palm-first against the ball's surface. Then he focused.
Energy crackled across his fingertips. For a moment, his hand was glued in place as energy flowed between
The Wicked Wild -Trade-"Oof!"
Kaitlin and Leon Down landed in a heap on an unfamiliar patch of ground. Only minutes ago (from their perspective), they'd been locked up together in a cage. Kaitlin had tried to shoot the lock off with an energy blast, only for Leon to slow down time, cut deliberately in front of her, and take the shot instead. The resulting overload had pinged both of them into another time and place altogether, as was rather typical for their adventures.
"Leon, you did that on purpose!"
"Well, yeah, I did... look at it this way: we're not stuck in a cage anymore, right?"
"The phrase 'out of the frying pan and into the fire' comes to mind..."
Kaitlin let out a frustrated sigh as she and her twin brother stood up and looked around. The warp had dumped the two of them in a clearing in a large jungle. Trees and bushes of many different sorts dotted the landscape.
"It's beautiful," the cobra remarked. "We should start bringing a camera with us when we travel."
Pool Party -Trade-The pool party was that afternoon, and Lizzie and Abbe still hadn't been able to secure a good pool toy for the occasion. Every toy was too expensive, or too ugly, or too... well, Abbe seemed to be a bit picky when it came to pool toys.
"Stop stalling, Abbe!" Lizzie moped as the two of them scanned the shelves of one last sporting goods store. "Let's just pick one and get it over with!"
"It's the middle of summer, Lizzie," the blue wolf reminded her twin sister. "If it were good someone would've bought it by now. You were the one who thought it could wait until the last minute."
"Well, if all else fails..."
"We've been over this already. Big, round balloons don't make good pool toys. Besides, the last time we tried it I kept tipping upside-down and getting water up my nose."
Abbe turned around to scour the shelves again... and caught sight of something behind all the inflatables she'd deemed too ugly. Rushing in, she dug through and uncovered i
Valley of Rotting Flesh -Trade-"Look... Leon... I know I divided the candy equally. You're just hiding some so you can get more than your fair share!"
Halloween night was upon the Valley of Venom, and the Down twins had just finished trick-or-treating. Kaitlin (dressed as a sorceress) had taken the liberty of sorting the candy, but her brother Leon (who'd gone as a vampire) was insistent that his share was smaller than it was supposed to be.
"Nuh-uh! You just want to keep more for yourself!"
"I counted them and gave you half! You're the cheater here!"
The argument quickly turned into a shouting match. Finally, the cobra blew her top, and shot off an energy blast at the wolf.
It wasn't until both their visions went purple that Kaitlin remembered why aiming her energy blasts at her brother was generally a bad idea.
When the light faded, the room had been replaced with the street just outside. Kaitlin groaned as she and Leon got to their feet (a few pieces of can
What Lurks Within -Trade-The gray wolf stood at the entrance to the maze. His appearance was one of a hero, with blue eyes and brown hair. Thirteen other Mobians of varying species, six male and seven female, had already entered the maze, but the wolf didn't have faith that they would return.
As the wolf stepped towards the entrance, a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned, and found himself making eye contact with a female red echidna. She was dressed in black robes and wore a patch over her left eye, and a few of her quills in her forehead were purple.
"Prince Theseus of Athens," the echidna greeted the wolf coldly.
"Lady Kia of Crete," the wolf responded in turn. "Caretaker of the maze and the Minotaur."
"Don't think I didn't recognize you, Prince Theseus, even if the guards didn't. I don't need my 'eye of scrying' to know your face when I see it."
To emphasize that last bit, Lady Kia flipped up her eyepatch, revealing a small crystal ball she used as a glass eye, b
Taffy Black -Trade-"Okay, everyone," the director called out, "we begin filming the next scene in one minute! Take your places and get into character!"
The filming of Taffy Black's pilot episode was well under way at the television studio (the same studio, incidentally, responsible for the game show Nothing Flat). Cameramen and sound technicians were stationed at every appropriate location, ready to catch everything, while the actors rehearsed their lines.
The actress playing the titular super-heroine, a black cat by the name of Blinkie, stood ready in an appropriate spot. She was dressed in a bright orange latex bodysuit that hugged her fur so tightly it might as well have been part of her body, although her head and tail remained bare; a circular emblem depicting the letters "TB" adorned her chest. She also wore a mask of the same color, framing her green eyes perfectly. Glancing at the director, she yawned and stretched-- and I do mean stretched, as h
Character profile: Caroline"If I lived in Star Trek, I'd be a red shirt." --Caroline
Type of character: Cartoon verse (~Lolocator's version)
Name: Caroline Redd
Age: Late 20's
Allegiance: Red team
Family: Has an older brother named Nathan. No other known relatives.
Caroline's body colors are the classic skunk black and white. She is flat-chested, and has green eyes. There's nothing remarkable about the way she's built.
She wears a red bandanna tied around her left arm, an indication of her team allegiance. She also wears a hot pink tank top, featureless. Other than that, she goes unclothed.
Caroline is a little introverted. She doesn't try to avoid conversation with other people, but doesn't actively pursue it, either. She's a realist who can't take compliments easily, and a known snark. She's also fairly good with numbers and statistics, and
Char. Profile: Officer ZacharyType of character: Calamity City
Name: Officer Zachary (the "Officer" is not actually part of his name)
Age: Early 20's
Occupation: Police officer
Zachary is about half a head taller than average, but otherwise fairly normally proportioned. The majority of his body is white with black stripes, but his chest is plain white. He has a straight mane that sort of resembles a mohawk, starting at the top of his head and going down his back, ending about where his tail begins. Its stripes are identical to his own. His eyes are blue, and his mouth area is gray.
His hands and feet are black hooves. He actually has functional hands, but each hand has hard fingertips that can sort of lock together to form a hoof. He usually keeps his hands locked as hooves when not otherwise using them for anything. He's missing one black stripe on his left leg, the fourth one from t
Fancharacter Profile: TashakoType of character: Sonicverse (more specifically lizardman22's interpretation thereof)
Name: Tashako (tuh-SHAH-koh) Ana
Age: About 20
Species: Anaconda (Mobian)
Occupation: Writer and storyteller
Tashako is a slight bit taller than most Mobians. His primary body color is a dark yellow, sort of golden, about BFBF00 in RGB hexadecimal. His chest and mouth area, as well as the underside of his tail, are a slightly lighter yellow, around CCCC00. He has no eye color; his eyes are black. He has arms and legs, but lacks toes.
His entire body, except for his head, is covered in a pattern of black spots. The spots on his torso are each about an inch in diameter, whereas the ones on his arms, legs, and tail are smaller. His tail is about as long as he is tall, and has an oval-shaped cross section with the thinnest portion vertical; he lets it fall slack and tra
The 'obscure movie reference' code.Something is clearly strange, when you see the two sport fanatics like Abbe and Lizzie, in a library of all things. Today, was such a day, but they were not in there for themselves. "Abbe... do we have to be in here... the whole place smells of old people!" Lizzie complained, a book clerk zebra spun round in a heart beat and quickly motioned her to be quiet.Lolocator
She sighed, and rested her head against her arms on the desk. Meanwhile Abbe stood on a movable stair lift to reach the books higher on the shelf "Come on sis, the book Tom talked about has to be here."
The two sisters were on the hunt for a peculiar book, a book rumored to contain a 'how to guide' on many complicated contraptions made by a famous inventor in the past. According to what Tom had said, the creations were millions of years old, yet they were far more complex-ed then anything made in the current age. "Sis... what if its not real!" Lizzie shouted again, immediately hushed by the same zebra clerk, this time a lot
MisdirectionAli, was a curiously strange individual, she was a Alicorn, a winged unicorn . Her skin was a deep shade of red, her piercing eyes an intimidating amber. Perhaps the strangest aspect was that although her legs ended in black hoofs, she had real hands, tipped with tiny black hoofs as if they were finger nails. Her ragged black mane hung loosely from her head going down to her waist, her tail going down to her ankles. The feathery wings she had were huge, found just bellow the shoulder they were twice the size of her when fully expanded, the same color of her skin.Lolocator
She had a reputation for being invincible to any trap anyone could think up, partly because she was a professional at detecting foul play, she could read minds, and even enter a x-ray vision to detected the undetectable, of course after she'd always need ten seconds to recharge. She looked down at the orange ball in her grasp, smiling with pearl white teeth at the irritated wolf that looked back. Once again, Tom Wool, the famo
The Joy of Music'Crash,Bang, Boom!........' Joy hunter breathed a sigh of relief as the drumming stopped, the electric guitar slowly fading soon after. she had nothing against the music practice that went on next door, it was just so incredibly loud!Lolocator
She shook her head, then flopped deeper into her cushioned couch. Joy ran her paws along the binding of the old book she had borrowed from the library, it felt leathery, and ancient. A smile spread across her lips as she opened it up, revealing its flaky yellow pages, filled to the brim with beautiful elegant hand writing. 'Thud, Crack, Bang!' the band next door suddenly let lose a explosion of sound, causing the very foundation of her house to shake. Joy jumped in surprise three feet in the air from where she sat, her trembling paws accidentally tearing the book she held in two. She landed rear first onto the carpet, a blizzard of pages flying through the air this way and that, almost covering her entire floor.
Joy blinked, her mind trying to gather what