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Here's an awesome story done by me! There are two parts to this story.

It was a normal day on the weekend for me, Tendo, or, at least, I thought it was. I've never had a normal day since my life was changed forever that sunday. If I had a choice, I would've gone back to change the one mistake I made that fateful day. My name now, is Fleshtail. I'm a guardian for Rogueport now. I'll tell you the story about the one mistake I made that changed my whole being.

I awoke on sunday morning, eager to play my DSI XL in the kitchen until my parents were awake. I've always looked forward to sunday because of video games. To me, video games were my whole life, or Nintendo games, that is. I've been playing games made from this company for as long as I can remember! Its almost as if my destiny is linked to Nintendo somehow. However, that can only happen if it isn't too early. I pushed the button on my clock to turn on it's light so that I could see the time. I silently cursed to myself. It was 1 ‘o clock AM.

‘ This is WAY too early!’ I thought to myself. Even though I could hardly wait to start, I knew better than to get up this early. I sighed and rolled over in an attempt to get back to sleep.

I thought it had not worked, so I got up to see if I needed to empty my system. Right when I got out the doorway, though, I had plunged into water!

‘ It must’ve worked!’ I thought, ‘ I must be asleep, now, dreaming.’ Random things passed by me as I swam with my tail, (Realizing then that I was an anthromorphic orca), along the length of the flooded hallway. To my right, Bowser’s koopa kid, Larry, was choking Luigi while a Hypnobrai snake from ninjago named ‘Scales’ vored them both down. To my left, Kirby was as fat as a beanbag and being sat on by an anthromorphic orca. Somehow, I had recognized her as Caylee, my girlfriend. She waved me over to her with. My body refused to obey my actions, however, and had kept on swimming down the hall into a bright doorway.

I woke up in shock and had sat right up, sweaty and breathing fast. My shaky hand pushed the light button on my clock to see the time. It was 5:40 AM. I slowly got off of my bed and opened my door. I made some effort to close the door as quietly as I could.

I tiptoed down the hall, remembering how real the orca had been in my dream. I shuddered as I remembered that every once and awhile, a dream can somewhat predict the future. I finally got to the kitchen. I picked up my DSI XL, thinking, Its go time!’

A few hours later, I was starting up the Wii. I was going to play a gamecube game called, Paper Mario and the Thousand Year Door,’ and I have been trying to complete ‘The Pit of 100 Trials’, both for star points and to fight the last of the demon's pets, Bonetail. I had gotten, ‘ Game Over,’ several times, some super close to no.90 like no.80, but that didn't stop me from trying again and again. Now, I felt I had prepared correctly for it this time. I picked up the gamecube controller and braced myself to do my best to do this.

Now this part is gonna be from the point of view of the game character, Mario, in 2nd-person.

As Mario came out of the pipe coming from no.98, he sighed in relief as he saw that no.99 was a checkpoint. There was the last unopened treasure chest, a pipe leading to the entrance, and a switch block for bringing up the final pipe leading to no.100.

“The air is incredibly musty and old-smelling here, Mario,” Goombella said with a huff, “ I'm not sure if we should stay here for long.” Mario, however, had been revitalizing everyone with mushrooms and had just given her one. She huffed as she consumed it. After all that effort, it was only natural to regain energy.

After figuring out the best badges to use for the Final battle, Mario felt it was best to switch Bobbery out instead of Goombella. She had not agreed because he was not using the badge, ‘Peekaboo’, and what was down there might be nothing like they had ever faced before. Mario then readily admitted that Bobbery was a bad idea. Goombella had advised against using the badge, ‘Quick Change’, because she had said it wasn't worth the badge points needed to use it.

Goombella said that they should move on now because they were just about prepared and because she was tired of the musty smell and wanted to get out of there. Mario agreed on the prepped part, but not so much on the smell. He had gotten used to it.

Mario hit the switch to reveal the pipe. It came up quickly.

“ This is it, Mario,” Goombella warned, “ Brace yourself for even a dragon!” With that, Mario entered the pipe. When Mario came out the other end of the pipe, he landed in what seemed to me a pile of bones. Even Goombella was surprised.

“ Bones! Eeeewwww!” She yelled. The sound from her screech echoed off the walls. Suddenly, all of the bones started to shake at the same time.

‘ MY bones aren't gross! YOUR bones are gross!’ a telepathic voice said. Then, all the bones swirled around as if they were picked up by a tornado, forming a giant skeleton dragon! There was leftover bones on the ground that didn't belong to the skeleton. They were the bones of the victims that fell prey to this massive beast. Goombella gasped as Mario took battle stance. The huge skeleton dragon laughed, its bones clacking together.

‘ Do you really think you can defeat ME?!’ it cackled. Goombella laughed sarcastically.

“ Even better! WE’RE GONNA GRIND YOUR EVERY LAST BONE TO DUST!!!” she screamed. The beast snorted.

‘ You speak as if you are full of confidence,’ it rumbled, ‘ Even so, this is coming from a goomba!’ Goombella scowled, but held her tongue. Mario had gotten out his hammer and was running at the skeleton dragon, attempting a first strike. The dragon, however, rattled his bones and breathed a dust storm at them! When it hit Mario and Goombella, they blanked out.

This is back to the original story, Tendo 1st-person.

When that had happened, I sat there, astonished by what I had seen. I felt as if this shouldn't've happened. I looked at the black screen.

‘ What now?’ I thought. At that moment, I saw the screen waver, then swirl around faster and faster, making the TV stand shake! I hanged onto the gaming chair as a suction started to pull me towards the screen! I started to freak out.

‘ What's happening?!’ I thought in fear. The suction was getting stronger, and I found my grip weakening! Nothing else seemed to be affected by the suction but me! I was hanging by a thread, praying that it would stop. I attempted to get my grip back, but my hand had already slipped, releasing me into the screen!

When I opened my eyes, I found myself looking at a lot of dry-bones tying up Goombella! I realized that I might be Mario now! I went cross-eyed to check. I saw his big nose, replacing my normal one, as I thought it would.

I looked at my surroundings. I was trapped floating inside a telepathic field, right where this skeleton dragon's stomach would've been. I tried to move, but it was as if I had been paralyzed! I could still move my mouth, however.

“ What are you gonna do to me?!” I shouted, angrily at the bone dragon. It turned its great head as far towards its belly as it could. Its voice had become majestic and noble and it was using its mouth.

‘ There is so much I wish I could tell you, young one, but alas, I can only say that what will happen to you now is your destiny,’ It said. I was awestruck by this.
‘ WHAT’S gonna happen to me!?’ I thought. I was unable how to react to this until I felt an odd sensation in the pit of my stomach. The dragon's eyes were glowing now.

‘ I will fade away, but you will take my place and earn a better name for dragons throughout the world,’ It said in a weakened voice. I gasped as it dissolved to dust. I dropped to the ground, feeling a sharp stab of pain. The air had been knocked out of me, causing me to gasp for air in short, fast breaths. Goombella gasped when she saw me in pain.

“ MARIO!!! Are you okay?!” she cried.

I tried to push myself up, only to flop back down to all fours, feeling a sharp stab of pain come from my  and spine! I heard a sharp rip come from my overalls. I looked behind me to see a white and grey dragon's tail protruding from my overalls! I gasped, looking at my itchy, bulging stomach that was growing grey and white scales realising that I was turning into a white and grey dragon! I yelped as wings ripped through my shirt, tearing it to shreds. I looked at my hands and feet after feeling pain come from them. Instead, I saw clawed dragon paws. I looked towards my stomach, only to press my head against a large, squishy, white snakeskin belly. I opened my mouth and groaned as my neck cracked as it stretched painfully into a long, snakelike dragon neck. My mouth and nose creaked and groaned as it grew stretching outward into a muzzle. After all that, I blacked out of shock.

When I opened my eyes, I was blinded by sunlight and had to use my paw to shield my eyes. I observed that I was now in Keyhaulkey, surrounded by grey and white koopas, all of them looking a bit worried. When they had seen that I had awakened, though, their expressions eased a bit and some parted, revealing Goombella and a blue baby yoshi next to her staring at me. Goombella’s expression lit up as he saw that I was no longer in pain. She nudged the yoshi who was spazzed out, making him jolt forward and run over to my head.

“ Gonzales! I'm so glad you're OK!” he exclaimed, hugging my muzzle. I nudged him back, making him giggle. I remembered that back in the real world I had named him Away: ocean water’. He rubbed my head and ran back to Goombella. She walked in front of my head, showing me a picture of the bone-dragon.

“ I identified the bone dragon before it disintegrated. It's name was ‘Bonetail’,” She said, “ It was one of the demon's 3 pets. I tried to identify you, but it seems you've become a completely new species!” I tilted my head to the side, confused. She saw my confusion and opened her book of enemies.

“ What that means is that the book has a new entry that I will be able to write!!!” She exclaimed. I didn't see what that had to do with me, but Goombella answered as if she read my mind!

“ That also means you have to decide a new name that fits your new form!” She mentioned. I thought for a bit before trying to speak. I only made warbled growling and roaring noises. This time, Goombella was confused! I suddenly realized that I could talk with my mind! My mind voice sounded exactly like the voice I had heard before Bonetail had disintegrated.

‘ I choose the name, “Fleshtail”,’ I said. When she had heard me, she froze up at first, but the confused expression broke out into a smile as she realized where the voice came from.

“ Y-you can use telepathy?! AWESOME!” She exclaimed, grinning. I smiled to the fact that Goombella was happy. She started to looked me over to guess things like how much defense I have or how high my attack is. I could not help as to think of the fact that there was no possible way back to my world where Kyle was probably wondering where I went. As I thought this through, the worst possible thing happened. My stomach, while Goombella had been observing it, had growled louder than any animal could possibly growl! Goombella jumped back as far as she could and I just stared at the bulk of my belly. Just then, it occurred to me that I need to eat more than anyone in Rogueport just to keep from starving! The grey koopas seemed to be scrambling around, looking for coins and food. Goombella and I just stared in confusion. Then the hunger struck. I moaned as I clutched my gurgling, empty stomach that was surprisingly squishy even though it was empty. Goombella gasped when she saw that and ran over, worried.

“ Is everything OK Mario- Fleshtail, I mean?” She stuttered. I could only manage to utter a single word out of my maw that was surprisingly understandable word.

“ ...H-hun-gryy!” I growled. She understood then what the grey koopas were doing! at first, they had been dry-bones, serving Bonetail, but when Bonetail dissolved and Fleshtail took his place, they had become koopas again.

“ The koopas! Fleshtail, the koopas serve you now!” Goombella exclaimed, “ They're gathering food for you!” I was happy for that, considering the number of koopas I had seen when I came to. However, my happiness was short lived, for the hunger was becoming unbearable. My belly screamed at me to eat something, groaning and growling. I clutched it and uttered the word instinctively again, only without stuttering.

“ HUNGRY!” I roared. some of the koopas were coming back, running as quickly as they could, carrying armfuls of food in their arms. I opened my maw eagerly in anticipation to fill my growling stomach. One of the koopas got to my maw and, against expectation, walked right in! My instincts told me it was OK for them to be doing that because they needed to drop the food in the stomach's acids or it will just sit on the side and go bad. I didn't like that because of the possible tragic outcomes. Still, I restrained from preventing all the other koopas from entering my stomach.

Goombella was frantically taking notes on me and my impressive amount of grey koopa servants. As the last of the koopas came, the hunger was finally receding and my was belly feeling quite full. When the last one came, however, it seemed to stop a few inches from my maw. My belly was quite full-looking and the koopa seemed confused as to how the last batch of food would fit. I finally snapped out of instincts and motioned for the koopa to put the food in my maw. The koopa was hesitant at first, then looked at Goombella who had stopped to look up. She told the koopa what I wanted it to do. It nodded and walked to my maw and dropped the food inside. I closed it and chewed as quietly as I could manage. When I swallowed, I straightened my neck vertically so the food goes down easier. When the food got to my belly, I felt a belch coming up and it felt like a big one. Goombella gasped and one of the koopas screamed at me.

“ MASTER! PLEASE POINT YOUR MAW UP!!” it shouted. I didn't understand why, but I did what he asked. The belch got to my cheeks quickly and made them fill up completely, burning them. I then let it loose, a fiery inferno of green fire erupting from my mouth. I felt completely satisfied after I was done and decided to rest.

‘ After all,’ I thought as I went to sleep, ‘ Why rush to get home? I'm enjoying this!’

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Art Gallery / My fursona finally!
« on: January 30, 2015, 11:33:15 AM »
here it is! my fursona finally shows!
My Fursona, (unfinished), Rails the fox!

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Random Topics / FURAFFINITY ACCOUNT OPENED!!!
« on: January 23, 2015, 01:01:28 PM »
Guess what, Crimson Flag? I've got a new Furaffinity Account!!! Hurray!!! {:P

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Writer's Guild / Re: Rails's quest for the scrolls(medieval times)
« on: January 12, 2015, 03:48:58 PM »
thanks! i had some help, though, from friends.

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Writer's Guild / Re: Story Topics 2
« on: January 12, 2015, 03:46:37 PM »
Not really... It's based on the Nintendo Gamecube video game. Completely harmless! Or, is it?  {;)

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Writer's Guild / Re: Rails's quest for the scrolls(medieval times)
« on: December 08, 2014, 08:08:30 PM »
ya know, I think nobody is gonna give me any feedback, so, heres the prologue and chapter 1.
   Castle Question was just like any old castle, except that it belongs to the Question family. The overall kingdom was a circle shape. Its population was average. Everyone was ranked like every other kingdom would. In other words, the Question Kingdom was, average!
   Rails was a small kitsune and an only child. He lives at Castle Question with his father. He never really knew his mother. He always stayed shorter than average. At age 10, he was still only as tall as his father’s hips. Everyone at his school teased him on his height.
Rails, however had more important things on his mind. He was in his room after school got out at noon, relaying his day, at his drawing desk. His room as small. His bed was a bunk bed with the bottom bunk being replaced by a drawing desk and office chair.
‘ Today is my birthday,’ Rails thought, ‘but nobody’s celebrating it with me!’
Rails was sitting at his drawing desk  thinking about his day so far. It was currently 1:30 in the afternoon. He was deep in thought when his dad, the KING, and two guards walked into his room!
“ GAH!” He cried out.
“ Rails,” his father said, nervously, “ This is the king, King Q. King Q, Rails.” Rails scrambled to attention. He bowed.
“ A p-pleasure and a h-honor to s-see you, your highness,” Rails stammered.
“ There’s no need to be nervous, Rails,” King Q replied.
“ Th-there isn’t?”
“ Yes. No one in this room is in any trouble of any kind. All I want to do is talk.”
“ About wh-what?”
“ Let us talk in my throne room! Come! Come!”
With that, they all walk to the throne room. As Rails follows his dad through the castle, he notices that it is really big and spacy. They finally arrive at the throne room.
” Here we are! My throne room!” King Q says, quite proud.
’ This place is as big as a cafeteria!’ Rails thought.
“ Now for the matter of Rails’s question…” King Q started.
“ King?” Rails’s father started.
“ Yes?”
“ May I let myself out?”
“ Dad??” Rails exclaimed.
“ You may.” the king replied.
“ Thanks!”
And with that, Rails’s father quickly turned around and practically tripped over himself running out the door. Rails watched helplessly as his own father ran out on him.
“ Rails…” King Q stated, “ You are special. You fit a certain legend perfectly.”
“ L-legend?!” Rails stuttered.
“ Yes.”
“ What kind?”
“ Allow me to explain.” The King walked over to his throne and sat down.
“ A long time ago, I was a prince, protecting over this land day and night. One day, however, I heard of a legendary wizard...”
   Heart beating fast, Prince Answer sits in waiting for the so called, “evil fox wizard with antenna,” to take his daily walk down his trade route.
‘ This legend better be true,’ thought Answer, wiping his brow with a handkerchief, ‘ or those townsfolk will get punished!’
Hearing the sound of fox paws against the dirt, he quickly ducked down and watched for whose ever footsteps they were. The young prince’s eyes widened.
‘ It is true!’ his mind raced, ‘ its the wizard!’
He quickly and quietly pulled out his reference paper:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B1vAYOXxuqkeQ1NSblQtM2YxWFk/view?usp=sharing
He looked back at the wizard just in time to see him cast a spell on a poor fox trader. The trader looked shocked as he changed from a furry, cuddly fox to a colossal, menacing dragon, who flew away in tears.
‘ What was that spell that the wizard cast?’ the noble prince thought.“ and what was that thing that the trader became?” Answer thought aloud.
The wizard heard him say that and turned in his direction. However, Answer had gone with the wind.
   Prince Answer walked into his dad’s hospital room, only to find it was empty. Sadness welled up inside the prince. The doctor came into the room. He bowed,
“ Your majesty, a grey fox wearing a black cape with flowers came into this room to see your father. 5 minutes after his arrival, I went in to check on your deathly ill father, but him and the gray fox both had vanished.”
The poor prince broke into tears,
“ WHAT?!?” shrieked Answer, “ My father… DISAPPEARED?!”
“ Y-yes your highness. They weren’t there when I came into the room.”
Prince Answer dropped to his knees, upset.
“ Why! WHY!!!!”
“ … And I never saw that wizard or my father again.” King Q finished, ” Rails, the prophecy you fit is called “The three scrolls of knowledge” and it states that, ‘ If someone wants the scrolls to be found, only with a kitsune that is small and has 7 tails will they get them. This kitsune can only find them on it’s 11th birthday. Then, that person will see everything.’ Tell me, Rails. What is special about today to you?”
Rails blinked and looked up in thought.
“ Hmmmm…. Today’s my birthday?” He replied.
“ More specifically, your eleventh birthday.” King Q said.
“ Just like in the…” Rails trailed off, then gasped.
“ That’s why I want you, young Rails, to fulfill the prophecy,” King Question explained.
“ But, your highness! What If I can’t find them?” the red kitsune asked.
“ This is why I prepared ahead of time,” King Q Stood up.
He walked with his long robe trailing off behind him.
“ I was afraid you’d be like this,” King Q said.
Rails watched in awe as he walked across the room.
“ So, I decided you would need a trainer,” King Q finished, opening the big doors across from his throne, revealing a really buff fox.
“ King wants Klaus to train puny red kitsune?” the buff trainer said in a gruff voice.
“ WAAAAAAAAA!” Rails yelled, running around to the back of the throne.
“ Klaus, this is Rails. Rails, this is Klaus,” King Q said. Rails shivered.
“ Y-you’re scary,” he said.
“ Rails wimp. Klaus will change that,” Klaus said.
“ Be strong, Rails,” the King said.
Rails looked at the king, terrified.
“ And please, find the scrolls after your training,” said the king.
With that, Klaus carried the red kitsune out of the castle.

That is when the journey started.
Chapter 1
‘ I officially wanna walk now,’ Rails thought.
Even though he didn’t want to do the training, Rails officially hated being carried.
“ Klaus, please, PUT ME DOWN!” yelled the brave little kitsune.
“ No,” Klaus said.
“ Why not?”
“ ‘Cause Rails would run back to the king like coward.”
“ Nuh-UH! Just because I’m small doesn’t mean I’m a coward!”
“ Klaus will no longer listen to squawking Rails.”
“ HEY!”
Rails finally gave up. As Klaus walked, the small kitsune was being swayed from side to side. It was making him sick! He was starting to get queasy. By the time that started to happen, they finally arrived. The training facility that they were gonna train in was the best in the land!
‘ When the king said he was prepared for me, he meant it!’ Rails thought.
“ This is where Rails will train,” Klaus said.
“ This place looks big,” Rails said.
“ Building small inside.”
“ Probably not.”
As the conversation ended, Klaus carried the red kitsune into the building. As they went inside the building, Klaus was right about the building being small! The room space was smaller than it looked on the outside.
“ Can you put me down NOW?” Rails asked.
“ Not yet.” Klaus said.
After he said that, he closed the door and put Rails down.
“ Rails and Klaus get training.” he said.
Rails stood up with a sigh. Klaus walked over to the weight set and gestured for him to come.
“ Wait, WEIGHTS?! ALREADY?! NO TREADMILL?!” Rails gasped.
“ Treadmill for legs. Rails need work on arms.”
Rails sighed again. Klaus gestures for him again.
’ This is gonna be a long month,’ Rails thought.

   Meanwhile at the castle, King Q was sitting on his throne, bored. One of his guards was out to lunch, while the other, was standing next to the large door across from the king’s throne, complaining.
“ ...and now, my feet and legs have completely fallen asleep. Do you know how long I have to stand here, guarding the door while you be treated with royalty?! I deserve a lot more breaks than I already get around here.” The king sighed.
“ Do you know my name?” he said.
“ No, but do you know MY name?” the guard replied.
“ Not at all. My name has been very unique. It is like no other.”
“ Ffft! So’s mine.”
“ If you say it aloud, foxes will will ask you,’ What question?’”
“ Hmmm… Will you let me guess?”
“ Can you keep my name a secret?”
“ Well… As your royal guard, yes!”
The king looked first to the door, then the windows, and finally back to the guard.
“ My full name is Answer The Question.” He whispered into the guard’s ear.
“ What?” The guard whispered.
“ I said, my full name is Answer The Question.”
“ WHAT?”
“ I SAID… N-never mind.”
“ Hey! You said that you’d…”
“ I KNOW what I said I would do. I-it’s just that…”
“ What? It’s just that what?”
“ It is very hard to do that when I am in my throne, leaning towards you.”
“ Oh. I see. Well… Would you like it if I came closer?”
“ Yes. That would be wonderful.”
The guard walked with his tail waving behind him. Once he got to the throne, the king leaned near the guard’s ear.
“ My full name is Answer The Question.” He whispered. The guard laughed.
“ Oh! I get it! First name, Answer! Middle, The! You are practically a command!”
The giant door creaked open and the other royal guard walked in, his tail waving behind him. He walked next to the throne to the left of the big brown door that closes on it’s own. It closed with a snap. The other guard yawned, stretching his arms and tail.
“ Oh yeah! That was another great feast from the royal chef! *BURP!* S’cuse me. You missed out, Shovern!” the other guard said. Shovern growled.
“ Well, you missed the part where the king revealed his name to me, Shadoom!”
“ WHAT?!?!” Shadoom gasped.
“ Alright, lets not get feisty…” the king warned. They both looked at the king, then at their feet in shame.
“ I’m sorry, King,” Shadoom apologized.
“ I’m sorry, too,” Shovern said. The king’s stomach growled.
“ Now that thats resolved, I am going to go eat,” said the king.
With that, the king got up and walked out of the throne room with his royal guards trailing behind him.




   Back at the training facility, Rails was strong! Klaus motivated Rails to train by telling him, ‘ By the end of your training, your arm muscles will be firm enough that, if you punched a punching bag with all your strength, you would’ve made a hole in it.’
From that time forward, Rails trained hard with the weights . He was almost done training his arm muscles!
“ … SevenTEEN... EightEEN... NineTEEN... TWENTY!” Rails huffed.
” Hooo... I am feelin’ the BURN,” He shouted.
“ Time to take break, Rails,” Klaus said.
“ Ok, Klaus,” Rails replied, looking at his stomach, “ I’ve had enough, anyways. Besides, I am a little hungry...”
“ Then we will EAT,” Klaus shouted.
He picked up a picnic basket and a backpack and walked to the facility’s door, opening it. Rails put away the weight set and walked outside, trailing behind Klaus. The two foxes walked out of the facility and sat down at a picnic table under a tree nearby. Klaus opened the basket, whistling. Rails took a peek inside.
’ So much yummy food! A loaf of bread, a butter tub, peanut butter, a cheese wheel, one gallon of milk, cups, a dozen cookies, and blueberry pie?! Awesome!’ Rails thought, eyeing the food in the basket.
” Mmmm! All that looks good,” Rails said as he looked.
Klaus put the backpack beside the table, taking out a portable battery the size of a car motor and a griddle. He set the battery down next to the backpack, plugging it into the griddle and starting it up. Klaus started to pour milk into two glass cups. As he did, Rails started to butter the bread, wondering what the scrolls were called that the king wanted so bad.
“ Hey, Klaus.” Rails said.
“ Huh?” Klaus replied.
“ What are the scrolls that the king wants called?”
“ King says they’re called ‘The Wisdom Scrolls’ and that there are three of them. Rumor has it, that, whomever opens all three of them at once, will forever be able to answer any question that is brought up. Even their own.”
“ So THATS why! Now I get it!”
Klaus got out plates, napkins and a knife. Rails handed him the buttered bread and started to spread some peanut butter on the crackers.
‘ I also wonder,’ Rails thought, ‘why I’m the one who has to retrieve them.’
When the food was ready, they heard rustling coming from a bush behind Rails. A shiver was sent up his spine.
‘ Somebody is behind me!’ Rails thought nervously.
He slowly turned around with a bewildered expression. Klaus readied into a battle stance. The thing that was behind the bushes quickly jumped into the tree and jumped to the front of the picnic table. It had its back turned when it landed. It seemed to be a grey fox with a black-tipped tail and a black cape. Rails signaled Klaus to come over to him. He walks over to Rails very slowly.
“ Who is that fox?” Rails asked.
Klaus isn’t able to answer. Just then, the mystery fox turned around and said, “ My name is Virmir.” Klaus suddenly weakens. Rails gasps as he starts to approach him.
“ My, my. Klaus is training another shrimp?” Virmir mocked, “ Weak. For once I thought you were going to train an athlete to become more athletic.”
“ What do you want with us, wizard?” Rails shouted.
“ Maybe, I want to have a little fun.”
“ Wh-what?!”
“ What if I went,” Virmir walked closer to them, ” and changed you,” He pointed a wand at Klaus, making him wince, “ into a form more suitable for training young whelps like this one! ” Virmir finished, poking Rails in the stomach.
“ Klaus does not need any help with training me!” Rails shouted, angry.
“ Virmir is right, Rails,” Klaus said sadly.
“ WHAAAT?!”
“ Klaus’s body is getting old, Rails,” Virmir said, satisfied, “ He’s been training for thirty years now. His body is weakening.” Rails is too shocked to speak.
“ However… Klaus does not like the idea of transformation too much.”
“ Klaus?! Is this true?!” Rails gasps. Klaus only sighs.
“ It was only a matter of time, Klaus. I would’ve come anyways. One of your ‘great king’s’ messengers came to my Castle study and gave me a scroll saying, ‘ the great King Q requests that blah blah blah change Klaus because his body is weakening, blah blah blah and so on,” Virmir said while reading a paper scroll.
“ So? What will you do to him?”
“ To make him as fiery as his spirit is.”
With that, Virmir traced the infinity sign in the air with his wand and pointed it through the middle of the sign at Klaus, blasting him with a wild beam of red, orange, and yellow. Rails winced as the beam struck Klaus. At first, he became too bright for anyone to look directly at him. Rails turned his eyes away from the light’s intensity. When the light diminished, Rails blinked out the glare in his eyes to see, a very bulky Blaziken in Klaus’s place. Virmir chuckled softly. “ However, he has never known about Magic transformation!”
“ H-how?!” Klaus the blaziken stuttered, “ B-but, it wasn’t itchy, o-or anything!”
“ Thats because it was magic!” with that, Virmir disappeared into thin air. Rails watched in shock as Klaus flexes his new limbs.
“ Klaus… Y-you’re not mad at him?” Rails stuttered.
“ N-no. He actually fixed me, Rails,” Klaus finally answered.
“ What are you saying?!”
“ I-if it wasn’t for him, I would’ve died overnight. It was just about my time.”
Rails just stood there, blinking in surprise. Klaus stared at him.
“ Well? Don't just stand there! the food is gonna go bad!” Klaus urged.
With that, the uneasy kitsune and the blaziken got to eating the rest of their picnic.

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Writer's Guild / Story Topics 2
« on: December 01, 2014, 03:11:08 PM »
For this poll, it will be the same as the other one! {;) I think I messed up last time by being too eager for everyone to vote, so I will only mention it once and thats it! {:P I'm trying really hard not to rage because of the last poll's results,(only 5 voters?!), so thank you for voting if you do. {:) If not, then oh well! {:( Plus, I'll add NEW subjects every once and a while.{;) Please vote if you view this! Whats the use of a poll if everyone only looks at it?

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Writer's Guild / Rails's quest for the scrolls(medieval times)
« on: November 17, 2014, 04:43:42 PM »
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Qa2gEBonObcXnqWxC3QogP7WeSu01GqDbgoH7Jv48zM/edit?usp=sharing (Protologue) I need feedback to keep typing this story! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1n_QfKmo4AfcNBjqgYYGjrjqueiLA7LgsEYxQBbPUJpU/edit?usp=sharing (Chapter 1) I espessially want to see Virmir's opinion on this story. {:P

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