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 Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 8:49 pm
"Well, considering he's even been making people into mythical creatures and extinct animals," Christopher began to reply, "Yeah, he's definitely one smart little f**ker. But he's still a little p***k."
Christopher was hit with a jet of water as his claws pierced the bottle while catching it. Some water going up his nose, Chris began to sneeze and cough. He grabbed his towel and quickly dried himself once more. He awaited the laughter that would soon come from his friend's mouth.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 8:59 pm
Glacus turned and looked, as he heard the bottle begin to squirt, and Chris made a few very odd noises. He was containing ever urge to laugh because Chris hadn’t made from of his walking inability.
“Here you might want to dry yourself off.” He threw another towel in Chris’s direction and then opened a Coke-a -Cola for himself. He popped it open and took a sip. He wasn’t aware of it, but bubbles began to come out of gill slits.
“I guess I’ll but that mew CD in now.” Glacus walked over to the Stereo and put it in, then he hit play. He walked over to blue-gray chair, the one with the split cushion and the hole in the back so he could fit his tail through it. He sat down and put his feet up on the ottoman, and took another sip, bubbles poured out of his gills again. He was still oblivious to them.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 9:13 pm
Christopher's eyes were frozen in place, watching the carbonation bubbles leak from his friend's gills. Trying to gather the nerve to speak up, Chris brought Glacus's attention to it, "Uhm Glacus... You got uhm, bubbles coming out of your... gills."
Chris continued to stare in awe and fascination, not even realizing his favorite band was now being played.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 2:37 pm
“My what???” Glacus could see Chris’s expression, and then he saw a brown colored bubble float past his eye. Glacus realized, what was happening, and started ing up.
“That’s right, my gills connect to my esophagus too. Gotta be more careful next time.”
Glacus’s fins twitched, and he drank some more soda, releasing more bubbles into the air, and he put his head back and listened to the band playing. He had to admit, it wasn’t Lacuna Coil, but it did have a nice sound to it, very relaxing…
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 3:28 pm
Christopher giggled a little at his friend's nonchalant reaction. Leaning back, Chris finally realized whose music was filling the air. A grin spread across his face and he closed his eyes.
"Ahhh, good ol' Mew," Christopher mused as he heard the song Comforting Sounds leak out of the stereo speakers and to his ears.
Mew's music always put him at ease and relaxed him entirely. There was just something about that Danish band which soothed him like no one else could. Christopher's eyes shot open quickly though when he heard the blaring of Circuitry of the Wolf. Instinctively letting out an excited bark, Christopher jumped up onto the couch and started performing air guitar along with the song.
This particular tune meant a lot to him as the name would hint at. It represented this energy that sparked through Christopher, how he felt connected to wolves. Taking one look at him, it was equivalent to watching a little kid in a candy store. Once it got to the end of the song, with the chorus humming, howling, and singing "wolf," Chris couldn't help himself but join in.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-woooooooooooooooooooo-ooooooooooo-woooo-wooo-wooo-woooooooooooooooooo-wooooooooooo-wooooooo-woooooooooooooooooooooooo-woooooooooooooooooollllllllf..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 3:37 pm
When Chris started howling, Glacus Literally jumped in the air. He had never heard this song before, and he wasn’t expecting such a … performance form Chris. “Well that was exotic… ”
He grabbed his sketchbook as the song quieted down and opened to a page of a Great Plains “anthromorphic” wolf, in full medieval Armour. He tossed the book over to Chris. “Catch” he said again, hoping this one wouldn’t be as disastrous as the last one.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 3:51 pm
Christopher caught the sketchbook in midair, plopping onto the couch a second later. He studied the picture and smirked. "Nice Glacus. The medieval gear is an interesting touch too. When did you draw this one?"
Suddenly, Chris's stomach rumbled. Laughing, a little embarassed, Christopher looked to Glacus and asked, "I hate to ask but... do you have anything I could possibly eat? I'm getting really hungry."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 4:49 pm
“Last night, when inspiration struck, must have been after i ate my tacos… For some reason I like to do these things, I did them all the time at school and stuff.” He said, Redding in the face a little.
“Well, what do you want? I have all sorts of stuff in my fridge, and my freezer.”
Glacus got up and walked to his freezer/ fridge
“I can make tacos, or something fishy or Spaghetti and meatballs?”
“You can come in here and look if you want.” He motioned for Chris to come over.
“And while you tell me what looks good I shall play some music!” He said as Chris’s CD ended. “Here comes Karmacode!”
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 5:55 pm
Chris scanned over the contents in the fridge. Most of it was unappetizing to him. He hated mexican food, wasn't much of one for sphaghetti, and he wasn't in the mood for fish. The only thing that really caught his eye was the meatballs.
"Meatballs it is then," Chris muttered to himself, taking the pot out of the fridge and setting it on a stove burner to heat it up.
As soon as he got that going, Christopher heard Karmacode and started bopping and head banging to the songs. "So, what got you into this kind of music in the first place man? I'm actually quite surprised you'd like this genre."
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 6:08 pm
“Alright I’ll put up the gravy first, and cook them like that. You don’t mind that do you?” He was really In the mood for some Italian cuisine, he hadn’t made any since he arrived here.
“Lacuna Coil? That’s kind of funny you should ask that. Back when I was major evanescence fan, I searched the web for Evanescence and related artists.”
Glacus pointed towards his Cd case, “And that’s where most of them came from.”
“So have you ever seen and bands live?” Glacus ventured to Chris.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 3:13 pm
Christopher letting out a sigh, replied, "Oh I wish I have. I always wanted to see Mew live but I never got a chance to. Shame too. Say, that's something else I can add to my list of reasons as to why I hate Moreau!"
Chris mimicked pulling out a phantom pad of paper and jotting down a note on it. He then had a seat and took in the music of Lacuna Coil, his body moving subconsciously in rhythm to the songs. As he did this, Christopher shot the question back at his friend. "What about you? Have you see any bands live before? And yeah, that sounds good with the gravy and all."
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 6:06 pm
“Well, I guess that comes part in parcel of being a guinea pig to a twisted maniac.” He said nonchalantly.
“Oh yes I have seen these guys three times, I saw evanescence once and a bunch other bands I didn’t really like but saw because Augusta wanted to go to see them.”
Glacus steeped back from the pot, and heard the song, Our Truth was playing, his favorite song in the entire world, he walked to over to where Chris was seated and sat back in his “custom” chair.
Glacus couldn’t resist the temptation to sing anymore,
“Clock is ticking when I’m time, Spinning all around
Nothing else that you can do to turn it back
Wicked partnership in this crime
Ripping off the best, condescending smile” And then he broke into a fit of head banging.
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