[Fanfic] Change Isn't Easy |
Lionzue « Citoyen » 1380993360000
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(Note: Most of these characters do not exist, and are not actual players from TFM. I'm sorry if I used your username by accident, I just came up with them by random.) Broadwaymoon "Moon" Moon is not exactly the ideal description of a "good mouse". She tries a bit too hard to fit in, which causes her to have even less friends. Despite this, she really worries about her future, and is somewhat torn between popularity or a good life. She's very sensitive and cries often when insulted, but then puts herself down for it. Fluffydinos "Dino" Dino is nearly exactly what Moon wants to be; popular, with tons of friends--not only that, but she has her own tribe full of friends (and even a couple strangers). She often lies to get her friends, though, and lures them into her dark life full of secrets. Moon envies her life and wants to be her friend, but hates her at the same time. Hardcoverangel "Angel" Angel is Moon's only friend. He has nearly no friends, but he doesn't seem to mind. He knows he is different and shy, so he doesn't usually bother trying to get more friends. He tries to brighten Moon up all the time with jokes and by complimenting her, and sometimes wishes to have a more serious relationship with her, but is too shy to ask. --- If you're interested in having a character put in, please fill this out; Username: Nickname(if any): Photo of Mouse: Personality: History: --- Chapter One I hate it. I hate this life so much. It's god awful and unfair! Whatever I want, even the tiniest thing, never comes. I've got nobody but Angel, and he's been drifting apart from me lately. Now I'm at this dumb assembly for something "important", when it's probably just another event. My legs are tired from standing so long, just waiting for a single admin or helper to appear and tell what's going on. Strangers are pushing me around as if I'm a ragdoll, and I'm ready to snap...and then I hear her voice. That annoying, high-pitched laugh that sounds like a squalling raccoon. "Move it, I'm coming through, loser!" The demanding words, coming from behind me--it could only be her, Dino. Her blushey-red curls bounce as she tries to push me down to get past me. I stay quiet, trying not to cause any trouble. I knew the weapons she kept with her and all about her secret life, even if nobody else believed me about it. "I'm talking to you!" She made a sound like a snake's hiss. I wouldn't be surprised if her hair turned into snakes like Medusa. "Hey!" I screeched, falling over, tensing as mice stepped on me. "Shut u--Oh! Look what we've got here!" She turned around and realized it was me. I started to tremble, afraid of being stabbed or shot or something, not even thinking of that there'd be witnesses around me. "What do you want, Dino?" I snapped, getting up to dust off my spotted fur. "Your little boyfriend isn't here to protect you, what a shock! I bet the crowd would enjoy some wrestling entertainment after waiting for hours on end." She grinned an ugly, toothy grin at me. "I don't want any trouble," I explained quickly. "Just leave, for the sake of--" I was cut off when the huge crowd went silent, Sydoline walking on stage. She poked the mic for a moment, as if to make sure it wasn't some weird fake. I noticed her eyes were oddly dark, and that she seemed...off-balance, in a way. Then she opened her mouth, trying to speak. All that came out was a bunch of scratchy, hiss-like noises before she broke into coughs. Then she shook her head, as if it would go away like a flea. "Hello, mice!" Her voice still sounded scratchy. "I'm here to tell you...Transformice is at war. Some of you will be sent to train, and others will be sent to different...sites, of the war, to fight." I started to cry. I was petrified, but Dino looked as if it was just what she had always wanted, the smuggest exression on her face. "Angel!" I sobbed loudly. "Angel, where are you?" _____ Chapter Two I tried to not cry again, looking down at my feet and playing with my fingers. The waiting room was a bit too cramped for me, and the white walls creeped me out...it reminded me of the dentist's in a way. At least I was sitting near Angel--he seemed really indifferent about this "war" thing. I could feel his intense gaze locked on me, but I didn't dare look up at him. "Moon...are you really sure you're gonna be okay?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know. There's the Sydoline imposter, war, Dino, and...and I just..." Tears came to my eyes and I sniffled, not finishing my words. The room was now silent, besides Dino loudly whispering in the corner. I grit my teeth, considering she's still pretty much annoying me. I couldn't make out all of her words, but I could hear her chuckling and some emphasized words. I then felt a gentle tapping on my shoulder, and looked up to whoever or whatever was trying to get my attention, but kept my hat low to make my red eyes unnoticeable. "M-Moon...they're calling you..." Angel pointed to the speakers in the corner. "O-oh! I j-just...I think I t-tuned it out b-by accident." My voice shook with every word I said. I didn't want to go. "Moon, y-you better hurry." I could tell by his voice, he was almost crying, too. "Angel, I don't w-wanna go!" I cried, not realizing how loud I was. The whole room turned in my direction. "You've got to! C-come on, I-I'll lead you to the room..." He took a firm hold of my wrist, and a few tear streamed down his face. I started to scream, holding onto the arm of the chair I had been sitting on. Angel tugged harder but didn't say a word, and I tried as hard as I could to make Dino's laughing outburst inaudible. Two paws on each of my shoulders reminded me that authorities had come and were forcing me to go now, and I felt the my only friend's grasp leave. I turned to look at him as I was being dragged across the cold floor, holding out a paw and screaming loudly. It wasn't much longer until I was in an office, with the door locked. The two mice sat in front of me, just glaring at me with their hands folded neatly. Both had on ties, one with a black tie and the other with a striped orange-and-red one. The black-tied mouse had a light, tannish pelt, and the stripe-tied mouse had a dark brown pelt. They slipped a paper and pen in front of me. I looked down blankly at it. "What's this?" I asked quietly, wiping a couple tears away. "Fill it out." They talked in unison, sounding like drones. "What happens i-if I don't?" I muttered defiantly. They didn't answer, but just gave even more harsher stares. I didn't want to take chances, so I quickly grabbed the pen and went over the questions. They didn't seem too out of the ordinary, until the end. It started off with things like "What's your favorite minigame?", "What are your hobbies?", but then they quickly turned into things like "Have you ever tried to kill someone?", "Have you thought about murder?", and more. When I finished, I put down the pen neatly and pushed it forward, folding my hands. The light-furred mouse grabbed it and looked it over. I waited patiently for a few minutes until he put it down and stamped it. He passed it back and pointed to a door in the back. I read the number stamped in red--74--and headed to the door. I looked up and twisted the oddly warm doorknob, to see a black and white mouse with green-slitted eyes. He got out of his chair and walked around me, grinning a hideous grin, before snatching the paper out of my hands. A laugh escaped his mouth, and he announced something I'd never want to hear in my life. "Traitor, zone 2, innocent team will be your majority." "...How?!" I gasped and balled my hands into fists. "Oh, here's your schedule." He ignored my question and handed me a paper. I read it over. It was similiar to the calendar for this month; November. 3/4 of the days were traitor, zone 2, and the innocent team. 3 days were the same only with the traitor team, and then the rest said I'd be in a waiting cabin for my new month's schedule. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and then nodded. I turned to leave, and go to traitor--the thing I hated most. |
Susanlwu « Citoyen » 1380993900000
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first post its a bit hard to know who the pov person is |
Haruhitastic « Censeur » 1380994020000
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The POV is quite fine. Contrary to the opinion of many, when opening a story you do not need to introduce yourself. You don't have to say HI IM X AND I HAVE Y HAIR AND Z fur. Back on topic, I'm a very picky reader and I'm quite interested in this to say the least. I'll be reading. :) |
Lionzue « Citoyen » 1380995820000
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Thank you very much, both of you. |
Bethdacat « Consul » 1381062900000
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It's okay to use me Just call me Beth I'm nice, kind and all of that stuff (oh god whyyy) If you mess with me, I'll mess with you (if you're a bully) Add me on TFM I have my appearance I don't want to stay here and post an image |
Lionzue « Citoyen » 1381071840000
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Alright Beth ^-^ |
Lionzue « Citoyen » 1381523700000
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Chapter two has been posted, sorry it was late. |