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 Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 7:53 pm
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 7:55 pm
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:06 pm
One more for teh roooad. <3
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:08 pm
 Name: Quinn
Age: 22
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 130
Nicknames: Warm-fuzzy bed-thing (As he's called by Sukku, when she wakes up groggy in the morning)
Siblings: None, or so he claims.
Relationships: Sukkubus, his keeper and bedmate (he's like her hotpad)
- Murray, flat-mate; they have a like-hate relationship
Mate: Is that even possible?
Children: Heheh. Funny.
Personality: Think a leveled scale and you've got Quinn. This unicorn barely reacts when backed into an awkward situation, and he never panics when he's in a place he's unaccustomed to. You could dance in front of him in nothing but a figleaf and he'd probably just stare a moment and carry on whatever he had been doing; he's unshakeable.
However...he's a wee bit protective of people who come into contact with Murray, since he had yet to fully trust the other Anthro.
Likes: Talking, good food, curling up in warm place, getting lost
Dislikes: Murray, too much clothing, pirates of any kind, the water, boats
Habits: Calling people 'doll', 'love', though don't readily think he means something by it.
History:
It had been a child's laughter that had awoken him, a sound as familiar to him as his own voice. But upon opening his eyes and gaining his senses, he found he'd been left bereft of the waif-like noise and a presence that he could have sworn he had felt.
Quinn rolled onto his side, feeling the springs of the bed grind beneath his ribs. A disconcerting sensation that tore the last vestiges of sleep away; the clock on trashy bedside table read 11:15 P.M..
He was right on time, just like every year before for the past ten years.
The unicorn carefully unwound his sleeping carertaker's arms from around him, their warmth a thing briefly grieved. She murmured something and curled up like a child, arms tucking against her chest as though she had lost her stuffed bear. Cloven feet hit the cold cement floor; the moment of impact left him falling into a ritual he had managed to maintain despite his short comings.
A ten minute shower, five minutes of rummaging through the kitchen for supplies, five minutes of putting all of it together...So in the end when all had been done, he sat in his cotton pyjama bottoms in the living room, watching the clock tick towards 11:45 with a muffin held in both hands. A single candle stuck out of it like the horn on his head.
The light from its wick cast a pattern of dance across the wall. He pulled his knees to his chest and hummed softly.
"Wake up, wake up! Babydoll, it's your birthday!"
The large blue eyes of a groggy five-year-old Quinn peeled open, dry lips smacking together. What was mama up to now? Her warmth enveloped him like a blanket, soft and smelling of lilacs...the child found himself drifting off again.
"Oh, Quincy-doll." That warmth was suddenly replaced with the blanket and her retreating footsteps were the last thing he heard.
The creak and dip of his bed pulled him from the land of slumber, but this time a soft song pulled him by the hands to the realm of the awake.
"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you..."
His bleary eyes pulled open; a small candle flickered merrily before his eyes, his mother's face close to his as she had kneeled upon the floor.
"Happy birthday, dear Quinny..."
"Happy birthday to you."
Quinn's eyes snapped open, breath hitching with surprise. Mother? He twisted around in one sharp movement, only to come face-to-face with Su's tired smile. His hope deflated like a pierced balloon.
"What are you doing up so late?" Late for Quinn was ten, this she knew and him being up at any time afterwards was quite the strange thing indeed. Rounding the couch, the woman took a seat next to her charge; her gaze followed his to the clock.
Three minutes until midnight.
The unicorn made a small noise, "Passing time." Vague enough for you?
Her head bobbed, "I see."
Two minutes.
The silence was suffocating, the moment awkward. Sukku had mimicked the unicorn's position, her thin arms laced around her knees, visage thoughtful. The ticking of the clock's hands were loud and methodical, pounding away towards the next day with the steadiness of a marching soldier. He stopped for no one.
The candle continued to burn low, wax piling around the base. One minute...
"Quinn...?"
"Mmm?" 10 seconds...
Silence. Shifting. Sukkubus laid her head against the unicorn's shoulder, "Happy birthday, Quinn."
The clock's gong rang throughout the barren flat, joining the hollow voices of its brethren throughout the city of Aekea. And not too long after, the candle puttered and died out, leaving the two in darkness.
"Tell me one day, Quinn. Tell me what happened."
The normally stoic unicorn's eyes shut, head lying against the smaller woman's. It nuzzled her's as he nodded in acquiescence.
"I will. One day, I will."
Notes: Quinn was my very first anthro, given to me by Audi! I am forever in her debt and owe her so much! <3 He's name after Quincy from Dracula, and his birthday is one of my best friend's. xD I love him.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:09 pm
Name: Captain Murray Callaghan
Age: 27
Height: 5'11"
Weight: He looks a bit on the thin side...
Nicknames: Captain Collapse-a-lot (by Quinn)
Siblings: None to date!
Relationships: Sukkubus, his keeper
- Quinn, flat-mate; they have a like-hate relationship
Mate: What about harem?
Children: He doesn't like the little buggers.
Personality: Varies. Even when he isn't inebriated, Murray acts a bit tipsy. He's a clever raccoon with a faint superiority complex. He likes to joke around and start arguments, though he's prone to becoming bored with them halfway through. Obnoxious at times, he can take a few meetings to get used to.
Likes: Booze, money, gambling
Dislikes: Being told he's drunk
History: (When my eyes don't feel like exploding, I'll type it up)
Notes: Murray! I won my first flatsale Anthro! <3 Murray is the first thing that came to mind when I thought 'Mori', one of my best friend's OL screen name. His birthday is the same as hers as well. <3
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