Post by Sparky Cobalt on Jul 16, 2009 16:24:39 GMT -5
Sparky sniffed.
It smelled like...
Summer.
Bugs buzzed in the grass that he was sitting in, and he flicked a particularly insistant grasshopper away from his right leg. It was hot, too hot to be outside, yet here he was. He was trying to keep himself cool in the shadow of a tree, but the heat was still permeating through and baking him in his jeans and jacket. Why was he wearing a jacket?
Probably because he was an idiot.
He sighed. He almost wanted to just... strip his clothes off and dive into that water that was so nearby. It looked so cool, inviting... And it probably wouldn't be -too- cold, either, so it wasn't like he'd go into shock for going into it.
But here he was, wearing way too many clothes on this hot, hot, hot summer day.
Below him, his prey stirred. Teal eyes narrowed, and he crept further out along the branch, careful not to make a noise. A few leaves dislodged themselves as he moved, each floating leisurely down to land beside the boy. Orca held his breath. If Sparky looked up now, all his planning, all this time he had spent sneaking up on the other... it would all be ruined.
Time passed. Not a lot of time, but enough that Orca got fidgety.
Finally...
The perfect moment!
The lycan moved swiftly and silently, as was his kind's way, and he struck before Sparky even had time to blink.
He seized the boy by the hood of his jacket and flung him.
SPLASH!
Mission accomplished.
Orca wore a very smug smile as he dropped the jacket on the ground, which he had kept a hold of even as the boy was sent flying. He quickly rid himself of his own shirt, and stood bare-chested in the sun for a moment, the picture of happiness and/or an Abercrombie-esque advertisement for shorts.
He trotted down the beach (?) and dove in the water himself, his professional doggy-paddle getting him to where Sparky had been sunk quickly.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Jul 17, 2009 2:35:07 GMT -5
One second, he was just sitting there, overheating and content with his pretty lonely, empty life.
The next, he was flying, spiraling through the air.
Shirtless.
Now, Sparky hadn't noticed Orca grabbing him. He hadn't even realizing he was being lifted, hanging by the hood of his jacket. He did start to realize what was happening, however, when he started flying. Orca still had his jacket, and somehow his shirt had gotten caught in the vortex of POWER AND SPEED that was Orca's launching, and thus... his entire top half was bare.
It didn't matter that much, yet, though. He was still flying through the air, after all, legs whipping around and his arms flapping in a desperate attempt to fly until, finally, he hit the water.
Face first.
He was under water for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality it was only for a few seconds. There he was, suspended in that nice, pretty (glowing?) water, eyes open and dizzy as he stared below him and slowly started to float up to the surface, back and shoulders up. There was time for a few thoughts as he drifted in the water, silence pressing in on his ears.
'Where did Orca come from...?'
'Was he naked?'
'Why don't I eat more vegetables?'
Then, he was back on his feet, sort of, wobbling in the water as he spluttered in confusion and wetness. His eyes were busy blinking the water out of them, but as soon as they were clear, they beheld the beauty in front of him that was... Orca shirtless.
His eyes went wide and his heart thumped for a second, but he felt it pass. (?!)
"Sparky! Let's swim!"
"I-I-I-whaaat" was all that came out of his mouth in response. The world was still spinning, after all, and he couldn't even remember if he could swim or not. He knew how to float, sure, but swim? And weren't they already swimming?
"H-hi Orca." That was good enough for now, right? He needed to properly get things straight before he spoke.
Post by TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TE on Jul 17, 2009 12:22:42 GMT -5
A Russian Blue cat strutted along the lakeside, relieved to be free of her most recent obsessed follower. She also felt relieved to be free of that stone-hard ice-cold persona she always had to display in her human form. This was the first time she walked around the campus as a feline, and she enjoyed every minute of it.
Eventually, she lied beneath the shade of a tree. Her amused green eyes glittered with interest as she watch the scene from her new perspective. Everything was colored with purples, blues, greens, and yellows, which felt much more comfortable to her than the obnoxious hot-colored combinations humans focused on. She was more sensitive to motions, and her ears rotated easily to locate the cause of a sound.
Her blue-gray tail twitched as something a few meters away and up in the tree prepared for its pounce.
The boy above finally attacked Cobalt, the previous head boy and enemy of Teagan, by flinging him into the cool lake water. Then, the lad (man?) began stripping.
She did not recognize him, but something about his movements felt wrong. He was too agile and too strong. Since it was daytime, he could not be a vampire. A lycan, then? Teagan did spot Cobalt with an oddly dressed lycan in wolf form before. Her tail twitched. Was this the same person in his human shape?
Of course, she would never be able to stand Cobalt, so she had no idea why the lycan was still flinging him about.
He stripped.
And then asked Cobalt to go swimming with him.
Oh my god. Uncomfortable, the cat turned away from the scene. This was clearly another one of his male lovers. She figured he had his fun with Dom, and that he possibly kissed her to try making himself like women instead. Of course, he could not go against his biological homosexual disposition. The whole act itself was just silly. It appeared Cobalt had finally given in to his secret desires.
...
Didn't these two have the decency to not do that in a public place? She felt disturbed, and it already looked like they scared off a poor slytherin kid. Her large pointed ears flattened themselves in annoyance before she finally rested her head on the grass.
She was not the head girl. Someone else could take care of this.
“Oh wow! This place is huge.” exclaimed an excited voice. After two plane trips, a train ride, a floo disaster and a wagon ride, Shiori had finally arrived at his new school. Days late, but the journey had been quite fun indeed to the hyper active young man.
The newest student stood staring at the large doors that lead into the school, unaware or uncaring of the stares he himself was receiving. Many passersby would stop to take in the odd sight Shiori made in his eccentric and ruffled clothing choice, not to mention the chicken clucking behind him. Tight black pants covered rather feminine long legs, a purple and pink tutu sloped around his waist along with a belt flashing colored lights in a strobe light fashion, and a baggy bright yellow t-shirt that read “Free the WereWuffs” hid has rather thin but toned upper body. The outfit was topped by a green scarf wrapped around his head with random tufts of dark brown locks peeking out of the bottom, and the occasional red tuft.
“Boc, boc boc boc!!”
“Oni! Come back!” the boy shrieked after his quickly escaping pet, wrapping a hand around the handle of his oak trunk he dragged it behind him as he ran after Oni who appeared to be heading to the lake. Eyes widening he yanked at his trunk and picked up speed while calling out, “Oniii, you can’t swim!”
Finally catching up to the feather covered animal who had finally decided to stop, Shiori dropped his trunk before falling to his knees and grabbing the chicken up into his arms. Squeezing Oni in a relieved hug he finally looked up, only to gasp in shock and fall backwards as he took in the scene before him. Two men. Two half naked men. Two half naked men together.
“This is better than that movie I saw last week.” He stated while clapping his hands together cheerily. Yanking his wand out of his back pocket he conjured a bucket of popcorn, settling in on the mound of grass with his back against the trunk he decided to enjoy the show. He could explore the school later, he was already days late- what’s a few more hours.
Homophobia
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Orca was preparing to dunk the already-miserable Sparky when he realized he had an audience. (Apparently at Firefox, it was weird to take one's shirt off when one wanted to swim. Who knew?) Whipping around, the lycan boy watched as one boy hurried away from the scene, another boy clapped his hands and watched them excitedly, and a cat--a very human-smelling cat--stared balefully at them from the grass.
Orca returned the feline's stare for a moment, before turning back to Sparky with a wide smile. "Spaaarky, we have company, see? That boy even brought dinner--chicken with a side of cat. How nice of him, no?"
Then, before he could forget again, he dunked the boy. As soon as Sparky was the proper foot-and-a-half submerged Orca let go and bounded back through the shallows onto the beach. He shook himself dry like a dog GET IT BECAUSE HE IS ONE and crouched down next to the little gray cat.
"Aww, kitty," he cooed at it. "I would pet you but you seem like the type who would attack me viciously and then hate me forever over nothing." He hummed to himself as he splashed back out into the water, still talking to the feline. "You should turn back human and come swimming with us." And, if one were to wonder, of course Orca knew this cat was some sort of shape-shifter, because any normal cat would never be caught anywhere near a) a large body of water or b) a very wolf-smelling man. Plus, since when did cats learn to make that bitchy/cold stare he usually only saw on roanteagan girls?
He offered the oddly-clad boy a friendly smile but didn't say anything, as he was eager to get back out into the water. The boy didn't look like he had come to swim, anyway, not in that tutu-scarf combination. (Orca liked his shirt, though.)
"Sparky, I said let's swim! C'mon dude seriously stop drowning."
Post by TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TE on Jul 17, 2009 16:26:41 GMT -5
OOC: Luv u 2.
IC:
Unlike Teagan, some new kid decided this was a grand show, even going as far as to conjure up popcorn. Its stench filled her nostrils.
Strangely, that fellow wore clothing like the lycan when Teagan saw him before, but she figured Cobalt dressed him up like that on purpose.
And what was this "chicken with a side of cat" business? The kitty's shocking green eyes immediately turned toward the lycan waterdog. She knew there was no point hiding her identity from him due to his sense of smell. Many senses could be tricked by magic, but smell could only be covered up. It was simply undoable without smelling absolutely terrible and suspicious anyway.
The beast came to pester her regardless. She watched him lazily. He invited her to come swimming with them as a human. It was a nice thought, but she had never been swimming in the lake and never planned to swim in the lake.
She did not even own a bathing suit. At any rate, she would absolutely not allow anyone to see her body with so little clothing on. And there was that questionable scar on her left forearm, too...
Teagan passed on the invite and slinked farther from the lake before lying down again. She would just be a lazy cat today.
Post by Emma Gillespie on Jul 18, 2009 3:46:05 GMT -5
Emma had brought her swim trunks and was ready for a beach partayyyy. She was headed to the lake when she noticed a russian blue cat on the ground. Emma squealed with delight and picked up the cat squeezing it tight to her blue swimsuit. She then ran down toward the beach. "You're coming with me little kitty!" She quickly dropped her stuff on the beach and ran over to the water. "You first kitty!" Emma threw the cat through the air towards the lake. She couldn't help but have a big smile on her face.
What do you do when someone you love turns into a vamp?
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Jul 18, 2009 8:59:23 GMT -5
There wasn't much to say, in Sparky's case. One moment, he was floating, trying his hardest to swim and breathe at the same time, and where was his shirt?, and pay attention, but--
"-chicken with a side of cat!"
"Wait Orca we can't eat the kit-"
Before he finished his sentence, he was dunked once more, this time getting a mouthful of lake on his way down. His eyes were wide open, again, and he couldn't help but notice that there was some large footprint in the sand nearby. It couldn't have been his, his feet weren't that big, were they?
Sparky's waterlogged eyes moved and looked at his own feet.
Were they?
He finally bobbed up again, only to find Orca still there. He'd missed something, he knew it, but he guessed he was too busy hacking up water to worry about it.
"Sparky, I said let's swim! Come on dude seriously stop drowning."
"B-but-"
He was cut off again by a strange cry from the distance.
"You first kitty!"
He looked up at the sky, as if searching for a savior, when he saw quite the opposite.
A cat (from hell) flying through the sky, spiralling just as he was. He felt a sort of kinship with the lil' kitty. After all, the cat was probably just minding it's own business as well. It's not like it was dressed to go swimming. Bikinis must cost a fortune for cats. Also, it seemed it was a Russian Blue. He had always had a fondness for those.
His mouth opened a tiny bit in a dazed half-smile, and he stretched his arms out like he was begging for change.
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Jul 18, 2009 12:33:54 GMT -5
Ryo readied his Nimbus 2000 for flight. He was going to make a good spectacle over the lake, or fail miserably and just swim instead. Either way was fine by him really. He mounted his broom and made his way to the lake and found that he would have a bit of an audience, or would if two of them hadn't been drowning each other. Ignoring this, he practiced his flying, doing circles, then zigzags. He even managed to go up and down ok. Finally, it was the moment of truth, a loop. He managed to get halfway around and then lost his grip on his broom.
For the brief moment of free fall he pondered the others below were thinking watching him fall from the sky. Soon there was a huge splash that engulfed a considerable portion of the lake.
Post by TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TEAGAN TE on Jul 18, 2009 12:49:25 GMT -5
Yet another hufflepuff devil joined the party. What rabbit hole were they all suddenly popping out of? They were practically an endangered species at FFU.
The female monster suddenly kidnapped Teagan and sent her flying into the lake--Teagan, of course, instinctively and promptly dug her claws into this menace, raking her paws along the fiend's arm until she was airborne. She felt the warm blood on her pads.
I knew this was a bad plan, she hissed to herself. She yowled unhappily, like any normal pissed-off feline would.
She also decided flying with a broom was much more pleasant than flying according to physics alone.
Eyes wide and legs stretched out like a kitty descending unto Hades, she collided with the former head boy. Unfortunately for him, yes, her claws were still out from the devil creature on shore. His arms were stretched wide to catch her (what was she, a plaything?), but her claws still accidentally dug into his naked chest. Poor guy. Even though he was sexually confused and a pervert, this event was not his fault.
It was the fault of the devilpuff on shore.
Fortunately for that kid, Teagan was only in her cat form--if Teagan were in her human, the devilpuff would be much worse off...
The kitty shivered with displeasure. She did not want to be wet, she did not want to go for a swim, and she did not want to touch that dangerous Cobalt boy. Perhaps he was not as dangerous to her while she was a cat?
She turned her head slightly to give a hateful I'll-kill-you-bitch stare to her perpetrator before a massive wave soaked her and her already wet human platform.
Ears down, fur absolutely soggy and wet, the drenched gray feline looked dangerously displeased. What kind of moron would toss a cat into a lake anyway? There could even be kitty-eating creatures under the surface! Who knew what those things mutated into, especially after the explosion that destroyed the river and turned it into a lake in the first place?
Hopeless and powerless, she still hung onto Cobalt's skin. Poor guy. He was innocent (this time).
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Jul 18, 2009 15:35:39 GMT -5
The snake that had caused the huge wave slowly rose to the surface of the water. He began to doggy paddle much like Orca. Ryo wasn't a particularly good swimmer but he loved the water. Having other people to join him just made it even better. He was a little disturbed by the very flamboyant figure watching them from the edge of the lake.
Pushing the thought from his mind he addressed the boys, "Hey guys, what's up?"
Orca danced in place, a feat made much harder than usual because of the waist-deep water. "I told you you shoulda just turned human, kitty," he giggled, cautiously inching out of reach at the same time, just in case it turned on him next. A redheaded girl and some dude who didn't know how to fly were the next to join their ragtag party. The girl, it seemed, was the one who had thrown the kitty. Maybe he could get on the cat's good side if he dunked her, too...
Nah.
The other boy came swimming up, inquisitively asking what was above them, for some reason. Orca stared at him, nonplussed. "The sky...?" he replied quizzically, pointing upwards.
So confused was little Orca at the simple question, that he forgot himself enough to take the cat from Sparky. Well. Take isn't exactly what happened. More like he ripped the cat away from the boy's skin in the most painful way possible. He blinked, looked down at the pile of soaked gray fur he now held, and said, "Oh. Sorry, Sparky." Well, he had the cat now, anyway, might as well have some fun with it. He held it up, regardless of whether it scratched him or not (besides, any marks it made healed immediately anyway), and twirled it in the air. "Whoooosh," stated he, happy as a clam. "Kitty you're an AIRPLANE."
It took a moment before he remembered it wasn't entirely a cat that he held, and so he brought it back down in front of him, teal eyes meeting brilliant green solemnly. "Sorry, sorry, whatever-your-name-is. Here, I'll put you where you'll be safe and dry." Turning the cat around, he set it on his head, beaming. "See? Ain't it dry up there?"
Goodness, sometimes he amazed himself with his great ideas.
"Sparky, aren't you glad I got you out here?" His face fairly shone with enthusiasm as he continued, "Maybe we could even catch a sea serpent and eat it."
Post by Emma Gillespie on Jul 18, 2009 16:51:38 GMT -5
Emma looked down and saw her skin open and bleeding. She started to tear.... *Sniff*....*Sniff*
Suddenly the girls was in a rage. The flames of hell themselves burned in them. Her voice seemed to take on an extremely satanic tone BAD KITTY!!!!!!!!![/b][/u] Emma Started marching toward the boy with the cat on his head when she noticed a nice looking boy floating on his back. She immediately changed direction and forgot her rage.
"Ooooh I'll help you out little boy" She said this obviously knowing he was much older than her. She caressed the wounds on his chest and started helping him to his feet. "Emma will make sure to take good care of you" she said in a sultry sweet voice. She would have went to bed with him right there if there was a floating bed.
Last Edit: Jul 18, 2009 17:14:42 GMT -5 by Emma Gillespie
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