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 Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 2:55 pm
On the Waterfront
Nicky and Victor meet again
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 6:56 pm
Marshall's Birthday party
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 7:41 pm
Lonely Night
Staring at the headboard of his bed, Victor lay awake at night.....his thoughts were troubled, mentally haunted by what had happened to him, and his body. the left large leg-wing thing was still splinted and hurt. while he had gotten better at walking, it still bothered him....pretty much everything bothered him now in relation to his body. Other islanders, like Gaius, Colche...that red panda lady, even Marshall were turning into things that looked relatively -Normal- if something happened and they all could leave the island...islanders like them they could survive....there was a possibility the outside world could accept them. But Victor.....he felt there could be no future for him if this mad experiment of Moreau's ever ended. He was a monsterous freak, the worse kind.... the way Nicky reacted to him the first time they met, that would be the instinctual reaction of any regular human would have if they saw him, to crush him, kill him like some disgusting insect.
The Labs, they wouldn't, or Could't do anything to fix him, and his next change when that happened, things could only get worse. would that be the thing to push him finally over the edge? how much could his body take? When it was all over, what could be done for him? surgically remove the mulitude of limbs that was covering his body? or even get a new serum to correct the old one?
Such things went though his mind.... and also would it be worth it to even try getting off the island, or to try and bring attention to the island itself? bring the eventual end even quicker that way?
It was worth a try.
Victor closed his eyes finally, but it still would be a long time before he finally fell asleep
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 10:02 pm
Meet-up up at the Laundry room
Victor and Tommy run into each other
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:27 pm
Jordan's Change
Jordan shows up, and Victor gets to see his first change.
Victor had gotten up after another night of little sleep, more hungry than usual in the morning. So rather than wait until later to eat, he crawled his way out of bed, and headed off towards the caferteria, and left the door unlocked. There wasn't any reason to lock it now with how he was, it was hard enough to get doors open to worry about locking them.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:58 pm
Jordan sped over to Victor's duplex in his wheelchair. He was so excited that he didn't mind being outside as much than he had recently. His paw wouldn't stop tapping it's foot holder from his excitement. It felt great to be able to feel the cold metal underneath his furred paw. Hell, it felt great to feel anything underneath his paw again.
Upon his arrival, Jordan plastered a big grin on his face as he knocked on Victor's door. He waited about ten seconds before knocking again- still no answer. Normally, Jordan wouldn't just enter another's duplex without permission, but he couldn't go home now! He tried the door knob. Success! It was unlocked!
"He won't mind.." he nodded, whispering to himself. "Not after he sees this!"
Letting himself inside, Jordan wheeled his chair over to the desk and pulled out the wooden chair resting there so he could transfer himself himself shakilly on his stiff legs. Now... Jordan played the waiting game, keeping that smile on his face and his eyes on the door.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:31 pm
Unware that Jordan was in his duplex, Victor took his time to eat, before leaving his tray and started to head back towards his duplex. It would still be a short while before he got there, just because he had many more legs, it didn't make him any faster, if anything it forced Victor to move slower in order to keep from tripping on his limbs and falling down.
The lizardman sighed.... he could see his duplex now. Home sweet home, just a quick stop before heading back out to the beach.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:39 pm
He sat in anticpation. He wondered where Victor could be, but Jordan was so excited that his energy was transferred to his hand-paw drumming and tapping on the desk as his mood was in higher spirits. His tail wagged in the growing excitement. He sat and waited, wondering how he would spring the news onto his friend.
"Hey, I can walk again! No, that's no good... uhm.." he drummed his other paw against his lips as he practiced aloud "Surprise!" he wanted to hear how that might sound if he leapt up from his chair, but that would likely give poor Victor a heart attack.
Jordan's left footpaw was tapping the floor. "C'mon, Victor. C'mon..."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:54 pm
The lizardman got closer towards his duplex's door, stopping as he got close to the frame, taking a moment to start to reach up and start to try and turn the doorknob, which had become more of a challenge with his clawed hands, and today was no different, the claws didn't have much grip, and slid on the polished metal as he tried to get it open, letting out a curse under his breath.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 5:07 pm
Jordan continued to stare and ponder ways to deliver the happy news when his ears twitched. He heard the approach of scuttling. That had to be Victor, and the clawing at the door confirmed it. He knew just how to surprise Victor now!
Jordan wondered if he could manage it, but… a chance not taken…
He took hold of the wheelchair, using it as a crutch of sorts to lean his weight against. With one arm on the back of the wheelchair and one on the desk, Jordan hefted himself up. This was important. He had to be sure that it wasn’t a fluke, but at the same time, his excitement wouldn’t not let him do this. If nothing else than for the reaction he’d elicit from Victor’s surprise.
He inched himself forward carefully still holding onto the desk for support. His legs were so sore and stiff, so standing was very difficult as they wobbled precariously beneath him. Jordan made the transition from holding the desk to holding the back of the wheelchair with a spring-board push to grasp onto the handles. He’d grabbed one handle, but it looked like he’d missed the other as his paw slid along the backside to bump into his right paw. He released a breath of relief that he hadn’t fallen and pushed himself forward. He wheeled forward, using the chair much like a walker until he was close enough to grip the door knob and pull it towards him.
He was dying to see the look on Victor’s face when he would momentarily see Jordan smiling and –partially- standing.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 5:30 pm
Victor clawed at the doorknob more, putting his weight against the door just as Jordan turned the knob on the other side, causing Victor to literally fall into his duplex. It wasn't the first time that it had happened to him, but it did surprise him. The Lizardman landed on the floor with a grunt, looking up and seeing... Jordan?!
"Jorrdan! Whhat arrrre...?" Victor started to ask, then noticed...Jordan was standing? what? Victor blinked, surprised, and staring a little
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 5:42 pm
He didn’t intend for Victor to tumble inside in such a manner he had and had he been able to walk, Jordan would have helped him up. The reaction was there and Jordan was proud of himself. Not only was he standing –sort of- but he’d overcome his fears enough to visit a friend on such a day of rejoice.
“Surprise?” he said, in a questioning way as Victor tumbled forward. But, he couldn’t hold this position for long. It hurt to stand. His legs were about to give out. Jordan worked his way forward along the wheelchair while pulling it back towards him so that he could once more seat himself. Maybe it was the exurtion of that showing off or maybe it was the onset of something else, but Jordan was feeling warm and beginning to perspire.
“Your door was unlocked, but you weren’t here. Sorry to barge in, but I had to tell someone.” His foot resumed tapping with nervous energy as he scratched an itch on the back of his left paw.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 5:56 pm
"You ccould sssay thhat" Victor collected himself together to get up a bit, and turned his head to the side to better look at Jordan. the guy really was standing, which was a good sign, since last he knew, Jordan couldn't even feel his feet. The lizardman crawled his way fully into his room, letting the door close behind him. "Itssssss, alrrigghht you ccame, gglad to ssssee you'rre ggetingg betterr"
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 6:21 pm
He rolled himself back to allow Victor enough room. He might have laughed if it was something to laugh about. Idly, he began scratching more at the back of his paw. It wouldn’t stop. If there were a connection to Jordan regaining feeling and minor movement in his legs, he hadn’t thought about it yet. He continued scratching, though, and moved up to where he’d felt the burning in his arm earlier, letting out an ‘ouch’ as he scratched over that spot. Everyone had a spot on their arm that itched and burned at some point. It always was there as a warning of things to come. The changes.
However, Jordan wasn’t focused on that, hadn’t even checked his arm to see the telltale injection mark. It was a victory to have used his legs. It felt warmer. Albeit, Jordan had to keep his duplex much colder than many, to accommodate for the fur following his first change and the second that had near completely covered every part of his body in double-thick white canine fur except for parts of his face.
Was it getting warmer, Jordan wondered as he wiped some perspiration from his brow. “Say… Victor…” Jordan furrowed his brow. “Do you happen to know what happened a while back? Seems that people were zapped for no reason at the beginning of April.. and then it was suddenly August…” He’d meant ot ask someone before now, but it hadn’t come up in prior conversation. “When I came to, my fur was all-but shaved off completely.. do you know if anything was done during those five months? Maybe heard something from someone along the way?” Jordan needed to know, just in case they had conducted some monster of an experiment upon them all beyond what was already happening to them.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 6:43 pm
Victor made his way towards his bed, turning around so he could prop his forward body on the bed, to better face Jordan while he talked.
"Found out thhat wasssss a bad aprriall'sss Foolsss day prrannkk the labssss pulled on everryone Jorrdan, Thhey even put dotted linessss on ssssome Frrogg-gguy'ssss belly likke he wassss ggoingg to gget cccut up"
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