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 Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:21 am
Billy's mood seemed physically inable to stay level. Maybe it was the island getting to him. Maybe it was the tentacles coming from his body. Maybe it was the pure seafood diet he had addopted. He was betting on his stash still locked away in someone else's room, sad and lonely without his nose to keep it warm.
Suddenly, he remembered a name, a furry face and a number- and an invitation for smoking. Idly, Billy changed his course to head towards Pyroth's duplex, knocking on the door once he arrived.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:39 am
Pyroth had barely left his duplex since he had changed, only really leaving to fetch food from the cafeteria. It wasn't that he feared others seeing him like this, he was used to odd looks and with the island in it's current stage of progress he was just as likely to meet someone else as strange looking as he was as a normal unchanged islander. He had been spending a lot of his time drawing (having come up with a way to hold the pencil in his odd hands), drinking, writing and smoking. The days were painfully boring but he could deal with boredom, at least it was predictable.
At the moment Billy came up to the duplex, Pyroth had been sitting finishing up an intricate image of a pheonix drawn for the sake of it, one of the old mascots of the tattoo parlour he had worked in along with Khan's trademark tiger. He glanced up at the knocking, his ears perking, putting the joint he'd been smoking out in the ashtray.
He shoved off the bed and onto his unsteady feet, actually having to use his tail as a counterbalance so he didn't just fall over. He opened the door, and grinned.
"Hey Billy, how are things? Come on in."
He was well aware of the fact he'd changed quite a lot since last he saw the other man, but he didn't even mention it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:42 am
Billy, though, froze at the sight of his friend, "Ach... Lad... yer... ah..." He motioned towards hisnose, his eyes wide and unable to communicate what he was feeling properly. "Er... yer a wee bit.. ach... er..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:58 am
Pyroth grinned, it dawning that he probably did look significantly different than he had "Yeah, I'm a bit more of an odd shape than I was before." he frowned "Apparently I rested on my laurels too soon, thought they wouldn't take it past animal-like enhancements."
He shrugged (as best he could with his odd shoulderblades) "But whatever, I'll deal, have done before, and last time I didn't have pot to tide me through the lazy days."
Still, he didn't say the other thought which ran through his mind, which was that seeing him like that might have been a bit worse for Billy because of what might still be to come.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:14 pm
"Bu'... ye're... ye're a bloody dog!" Billy sputtered, taking a shocked step backward. Sure, people seemed to be growing the odd fang and claw and scale... but the previously furry man was.... not so much a man anymore! He was something out of an old disney movie brought to life horrifically!
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