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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 3:43 pm
Bing sighed, he was watching this as his senses came back to normal. The wolfman was still there, as well as a cat, person, thing...
He stared.
the cat-ish person was talking, in Italian or something. It didn't seem like Spainish, course, it could be some weird tongue from a country he probably never heard of... Or... Ah, hell with it, if they talk they're human... Human enough for this island anyway. "Ahh, thanks?" he replied, unsure of what to say to the cat taur.
Then Chris and the other guy got to yelling. Bing sat down near the heater again, watching his shirt dry.
"Trouble in paradise..." He muttered.
Bing never got in the middle of arguements, experiences around the office have taught him that you should never go between two people (Or less then people in this case) unless you're ready to have a fist to your face (Or in this case, claws.). That didn't stop him from listening, however, overhearing things was his only way of getting in conversations.
Man, out of all the islands in the world, he had to crash in this freaky one. Just listening to the two gave the impression that this was going to be one very, very unpleasent experience. Bing wasn't ready for that kind of change, how the hell was he going to cope being turned into some animal thing? He barely went through puberty without freaking out once or twice, there's no telling what he'd do when he would wake up to see that he had a tail!
Bing looked at his arms for any sign of an injection of some kind. He felt around the middle of his arm. His forefinger scanning both his limbs. Suddenly, his finger rubbed against a small bump. That wasn't there before...
"Ah... s**t!" He said out loud, pounding his fist against the wall.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 4:20 pm
Christopher's gaze shot over to Bing when he heard the new arrival scream out and slam a fist in the wall. A little concerned, Chris kneeled down in front of the man and inquired, "What's the matter?"
That's when Christopher noticed the injection mark on Bing's arm. He about froze up when he saw it, not sure what to tell the newcomer. Eventually he managed to say something, "Bing... When did you arrive on the island exactly?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 4:42 pm
"I was knocked out for a bit... Tidal waves do that to a person, you know?" Bing made a weak chuckle, and looked to Chris, the realization was seen in Bing's his face, pale and wide eyed.
He looked back at the small bump. That was all that it took for someone to become something... Unreal. Bing shook again, but it wasn't the cold anymore...
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:26 pm
"I'm sorry Bing..." Christopher trailed off, his ears lowering a little. He put a pawwed hand on the man's shoulder as a form of condolence. However, Chris doubted it would do much good. "Is there... Is there anything I can do for you at all?"
Sighing a little, Chris closed his eyes and attempted to close out all else so he could assess the situation without any distractions from his emotions. However, he suddenly felt a pulling sensation in his half formed muzzle and the rest of his human hair retracting into his scalp, becoming wolf fur. Chris's eyes shot open and he put his hands on his head. The pair of leathery palms confirmed his suspicions. Two words escaped Christopher's lips, "Well f**k..."
As soon as that statement left his mouth, Chris cried out in pain when his muzzle stretched out further and when his forehead began to slope slightly. Christopher started to feel dizzy as he fell backward onto the ground and gripped his head. He screamed when it felt like someone broke the lower part of his legs which in reality were becoming digitigrade. His ears, which were now fully relocated to the top of his head, could hear the cracking and re-arranging of bones which made him grimace. Chris then felt as someone had grabbed onto his tail and was tugging on it like a rope, pulling it out further.
Chris grunted, growled, and let out yelps of pain as the changes continued. Finally the changes came to a halt, allowing the much more wolf-like man to catch his breath and relax his body ravaged by the new changes. He looked up at Bing, cringing as he spoke since his nearly full developed muzzle was still aching, "Looks like you ended up seeing the changes afterall..."
~Christopher: 75%~
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:59 pm
Bing was shaking and twitching all over. At first he thought that Christopher was shedding or something, no big deal. It was the fresh sound of the cracking bone, that he knew something was up. His neck tensed up as Chris screamed. As Bing watched the horrific transformation. All he thought was that he was going to go through the same changes, they sounded painful, looked painful, ********, he could almost feel his own limbs cracking.
"I- I- See...." Bing stuttered, forcing a smile. After it was over, he felt lightheaded, the room began spinnning.
Thud
He fainted, his head knocking against the wall.
((Ahh, block.))
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 6:24 pm
Christopher felt the urge to come to Bing's aid when the man passed out but when he jerked himself off the ground, he howled out in pain and fell back to the floor. He was still very sore from the new changes.
'Son of a f**king b***h!' Christopher's mind howled. 'How am I going to help him out?!'
Glancing up at the feline taur, Chris asked, "Could you please tend to him? I can hardly move right now, otherwise I would do it myself."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 6:38 pm
Hmm. Something was burning, he smelled it. Was someone cooking? Bing felt something on his head, it was some kind of firy sensation, like, putting your hand on the stove and not taking it off, something like that. Oh wait.
His head was slumped against the heater.
"ACK!" Bing held his head as he popped up from the heater as he recovered from his very brief panic attack with a very crude wake up call.
"Owowowow.... Lucky me." rubbing the side of his head.
Bing looked at Chris, his hand still holding his head,
"You alright?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 6:53 pm
Chris's eye twitching a little when Bing came to, he growled out, "You scared the s**t out of me man!"
Huffing a little, Christopher allowed his head to collapse to the ground so he could relax. This day was going to prove rather stressful for him, and it was only beginning. Then again, considering things had been going rather smoothly for a while, it was due time for complications to come into play. However, it seemed these situations always had to happen on the day of his changes.
He finally answered Bing after a moment of silence, "Despite the fact my body feels like it's been beaten with a sack full of quarters, I'll live."
Christopher's tail flicked a few times as it sat between his legs. He really wished he could relieve some tension right now. "If only the weather was decent enough, I could go hunting..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 7:03 pm
"You shouldn't be the one to talk, I'm still shaking!" Bing reasoned, still rubbing the dull burning sensation off of the side of his head.
He couldn't look at Chris again in the light of the new change.
"So that's gonna happen a lot?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2006 1:43 am
"Well, from what I understand," Christopher explained, grasping his lower jaw and rubbing it as he spoke. "There are 4 changes. This is my third one so far. The first injection prepares your body for the transformation. The second begins the physical changes. Third and fourth one continues this, and the fifth basically initiates the final change. The second injection usually takes place a week or two after your arrival. The other three are usually one month to four months apart. It depends how tied up the quacks in the lab coats are."
Chris attempted to sit up again but was still a tad too sore. Instead he simply scooted himself toward a wall and laid where he could see Bing. For some reason, Christopher liked to look people in the eye when talking to them. However, he noticed that Bing was avoiding even having one glance at the wolf man. He scooted away again, deciding not to push it. "I'm sorry you had to witness that. I know it has to be a lot to take in at once. You'll have to forgive me as I did not intend this."
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2006 1:00 pm
((Rawr you guys type fast! Wait for the British guy!!! Another filler!))
Duke sighed as the wolf-guy shouted back, long, black backed ears lowering to nearly flat against his skull, the long furred tips sticking out. Duke turned his back on the other, tail tucked between his back legs as he skulked a little down the hall and settled himself by the window, looking out at the rain. His face was an impassive mask once more, smoothed over from his earlier outburst. He had let his emotions run away with him. Leaving the wolf-man and the still human to their chat, Duke left his ears pinned back so he could listen clearly.
He didn't notice till the change began that there was something off going on behind him. When the first creaks and cracks of bone reached him, Duke spun quickly on his heels, a snarl escaping his lips. Sharp teeth glinted in the orange overhead lights, and Duke darted forward with a cat's grace, planting himself squarely between the new-comer and the changing Chris. He had seen others get nasty during their change, him included. He had ripped nearly all his paintings from the walls at the change that saw the beginning of his tauric-ness. Verocious Caracal-boy! Watching carefully, judging the wolf-man safe when he finally stopped twitching, Duke stepped back, letting the two talk, until Bing fainted. Duke rolled his silver eyes and tapped the human with a large feline paw, extending a claw to pull at his clothing a little before he woke up due to the heat of the radiator. Duke chuckled before turning his attention back to Chris.
"Soggiorno ancora..." Duke said, pinned the wolf-man down, inspecting limbs, muzzle, chest and eyes of the man before grunting, a smirk touching his lips, a hint of canine gleaming from beneath his lip. "Benvenuto a 50%, Chris." Duke patted his furred cheek patronisingly and stood, looking down at him. "You need to get some rest. There may be other changes as the day progresses. You will need your rest, uomo." Duke turned his attention to the shaking Bing and laughed.
"You think this one is bad, ragazzo! You should have seen the mess made by my taur splt!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 1:57 am
"Correction," Christopher growled out slightly as the feline pinned him down. "I'm at 75%, not 50."
He chuckled a little, glad to see the taur was at least taking the time to be somewhat inviting this time. Chris just laid on the ground despite what he was told. He was still too sore to move. "Well, unless you wish to escort me back to my duplex, considering I can hardly move right now, I'll have to wait before I go rest. You never did give your name anyhow."
Staring into the feline taur's silver eyes, Christopher awaited an answer as a slight hint of a smile appeared on his muzzle. He had to admit he did admire this individual's spirit a little bit, despite the fact ths feline had been rude at first.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 2:39 pm
These guys seem to be taking it lightly despite the intial shock. Guess it came with them living on the island for a while. Bing was a little shakey, but the chit-chat had calmed him a bit. The rain was starting to stop as he looked out the window again. It started to taper off into a light rain, it wasn't raining bullets as it was before when Bing was out there.
He looked at Chris and the guy who spoke Italian. Something to look forward to while he was here. Bing tried to shove it to the back of his mind, but it was still there in his thoughts. He looked at his backpack full of crap. A notebook and a few pens, hey, at least he can do sketches and write stuff before his fingers turn to paws and claws. Bing had a few weeks, at least he had a week or two, right? That's what Chris said. He could draw and write the crap out of that notebook in that time. That soccer ball in his bag would be pretty fun to play with...
"Heh, stopped raining." Bing said, staring out the window, still in thought.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 3:03 pm
Duke hissed at the wolf-man's correction and stuck his tongue out, folding his furred arms over his chest, hindquarters plonking down on the floor, forelegs still up-straight, a very odd looking position to look at. Ears swivling, Duke made it clear he didn't like being stared at with a snap of his teeth, a grunt escaping his nose.
"Move yourself, lupo-uomo." Duke cat-grinned, baring all his teeth. "I am not your pet, I will not carry you around like a common cavallo del carrello!" He huffed, puffing out his apparant two chests, the human one and the caracal one, fur fluffing out a little in obvious discontent. Listening to Chris's question, Duke pouted, considering the harm that could be done from telling the wolf-man his name. Mulling it over a little, Duke lifted a shoulder and sniffed.
"Duke. Duke Raphael." Bing's sudden speech made Duke jump, fur rising up along his back, making him start up onto his feet. Calming a little, still unsure of the still human Bing, Duke rounded his shoulders and sniffed indignantly. "You should be careful Bing, you'll get yourself injured keep making me jump like that!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 3:13 pm
At this point, Christopher couldn't help but laugh at the feline taur known as Duke behaved. It was rather amusing to see this individual still try to act in an intimidating manner. He covered his mouth although it did no good. Soon Chris was rolling around on the ground in a fit of laughter, holding his sides in pain. The vibrations of his laughter through his body was causing his body to ache more but there was not much he could do until all of it was out of his system.
Chris finally calmed down and apologized, still letting out a snicker here and there, "Oh I'm sorry. Didn't mean to laugh. But Duke, seriously, give it up on the attitude. It isn't working."
When Bing exclaimed the rain stopped, Christopher's ears perked up. He glanced outside and grinned as best as he could with his muzzle. However, the ground outside was very soggy, damp, and muddy. There would be no sense in hunting right now especially since he had just changed. Gazing between Duke and Bing, Christopher inquired, "Could one of you at least help me up please?"
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