Slice paced the edges of her cage, the long talons on her feet clicking with each step. she ran the talons of one hand along the bars as she walked. Tic tic tic step tic tic tic step tic tic tic step
Nick simply gazed at Slice from his cage, he was simply sitting down in a corner of it, he was used to all the noises she was doing in her cage. "Seems like fun..." He yawned and leaned back against the bars, being fully honest, he had watched her go crazy, she was pretty normal at first, but then... Oh boy, that was something you didn't want to see.
Tobias sat in the corner of his cell, glaring at anyone who passes by. He gave a scientist a piece of his mind and clawed his cheek. His tail curled around his feet and placed his chin on his knees.
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Nick simply gazed at Slice from his cage, he was simply sitting down in a corner of it, he was used to all the noises she was doing in her cage. "Seems like fun..." He yawned and leaned back against the bars, being fully honest, he had watched her go crazy, she was pretty normal at first, but then... Oh boy, that was something you didn't want to see.
(should their cages be next to each other?)
She stopped and her head swiveled sideways at his voice. Her thin forked tongue flickered out and she blinked, then continued walking, tic tic tic step tic tic tic step, until she was at the side closest to his cage, where she stopped.
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I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Noah sat curled up in the corner, his pale skin bloodied from were he'd scratch at his own arms and legs with his claws out of cure anxiety. His tail and curly hair was matted with dirt and some blood. A tag hung off his left ear, it was clawed and so was his ear, he wanted the stupid tag off but it wouldn't come off. He had let himself get tagged in the first place. His claws ran lightly along the floor next to him, it hurt but it soothed him slightly to hear the sound.
His hand swatted up to his ear, clawing at the tag and his own head and ear viciously. He made an odd cat-like sound, hissing and growling and something that sounded like an angry purr. He didn't like this. His vision was basically gone, a side effect of all the shots he gets and the dark place. When he gave up on the tag once again, he let out an angry sigh and a whine, sounding angry and sad.
(should their cages be next to each other?)
She stopped and her head swiveled sideways at his voice. Her thin forked tongue flickered out and she blinked, then continued walking, tic tic tic step tic tic tic step, until she was at the side closest to his cage, where she stopped.
(Sure, don't see why not.)
Nick just gazed at the girl, his tail lightly tapping against the ground behind him, but it still made lots of noises. "What is it, Slice?" He asked, getting up and approaching her cage slightly, his gaze meeting hers, he was far enough so that she couldn't get a hold of him, he knew what could happen between some of them, and surely when the other had lost all sanity.
Re: Genetic Mutations-or "Freaks"
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