|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
INTERVIEW TAPE 427INTERVIEW TAPE 427, SIDE A SUBJECT CHRIAS
I: So Chrias, may I call you Chrias?
C: You might as well, its not like I have a last name or anything.
I: Yes, Im familiar with that particular aspect of morph culture, I was just
C: Can we move this along? I havent got all day.
I: Certainly. Now, looking at your file, it seems as though you have quite a history in terms of morph landmarks.
C: Quite a history is a bit of an understatement.
I: Indeed. It says here you were somewhat notorious amongst humans as well as morphs. Why is that?
C: Well, the resentment from humans is easy enough to understand. I mean, you think they had problems with racism, imagine that shit times about ten and youve got a decent idea of how they approached specism.
I: Noted, but you were a unique case if Im reading this correctly.
The Only One 4It definitely wasn't the most subtle of all fortresses. It was tall enough that it could be seen from miles around and its dark red color didn't exactly blend in with the surroundings.
But, then again, no one ever really wandered that deep into rainforests.
Some ways away, standing on a cliff overlooking the fortress and next to a waterfall, was the squad of four: Chrias the Great White and Blix the black cat in their combat gear, Carmen the chameleon in her black bodysuit, and Fèi Lín the tiger shark in slacks and a button-down shirt.
"So," said Blix. "Why did they drop us off so far away?"
Chrias sighed. "You'd know if you hadn't spent the entire meeting staring at Carmen's ti-"
Fèi Lín's elbow connected with Chrias's side, stopping him mid-sentence and sending a shock to his system that may not have had much effect right away, but would definitely hurt like a bitch in a few seconds.
"Staring at my what?" Carmen asked, a confused expression on her face.
The Only One 3The ride to the agency was, for lack of a better phrase, reeeeally awkward.
Like they had promised Blix, the group stopped by his apartment to pick up the leopard he had slept with the night before, Andréa. The ride was mostly silent, which Chrias assumed was due to the fact that, y'know, the poor girl was almost blown up.
It also didn't help that, at the times when Andréa did try to break the ice, it wasn't always the best topic.
"So," she began, a few minutes before they reached her home. "I read somewhere that unmorphed sharks have these things called claspers "
"If you're asking what I think you're asking, then no, I only have one," Chrias said, answering the ultimate question before Andréa could ask it.
The next few minutes were entirely silent, save for the sound of Chrias's car. Once they finally reached Andréa's home, she bid goodbye to the three, left the car, and made her way inside the building before the others drove off.
"Huh, strange," Blix
Mystery of the Sholve 1The entire family surrounded the hospital bed as the old womans life slowly began to fade.
A young girl tugged at her fathers sleeve. But daddy, what if something bad happens?
The father leaned down to comfort his daughter. Dont you worry sweetie. Grandmas lived a good life, nothing bad will happen.
But daddy, teacher said that sholves are random and that they have nothing to do with
The father gripped the girl by her shoulders. Now you listen. Those hot-shot intellectual types are putting lies in your head. I have no doubt in my mind that Grandmas sholve will be beautiful and pure, just as she was in life.
Shes going! said the girls uncle.
The father and daughter pair turned their attention back to the hospital bed, where the old womans eyes slowly closed and her heart rate flatlined. There was a moment of silence where some bowed their heads while others looke
TD Origins: SANE-INTOLERANTTwas a busy night at the tavern. Everyone was riled up thanks to some very recent drama which provided rollicking amusement for all. Overall, a pretty standard night.
Then the door opened.
Standing in the doorway was one of the regular tavern patrons. A five-foot-seven anthropomorphic Great White shark named Gage, better known by the other taverngoers as Sane Intolerant. He was wearing what looked like a futuristic army getup and had what seemed to be a Covenant carbine on his back and the hilt of an energy sword on his thigh.
Yo, Sane! called one of the many people sitting at the bar. He wore a fancy tux and a top hat with a feather in it atop his head, which was naught but a giant squid eye. Gages good friend, Rasec Wizzlbang. You should have been in here earlier! Someone was complaining about some terribly edited screenshots of theirs that had been removed from the gallery, and
Let me guess, Gage said, seemingly out of breath and
The Only One 2It's your standard city, really. Suburbs, skyscrapers, various districts and the like. However, not many cities have a mountain rising up out of the middle of them. And built into the side of this mountain is the home of Chrias and Fèi Lín.
Having returned home the day before, Chrias, Fèi Lín, and Blix had gone out to a victory dinner in celebration of the successful mission. At the end of the evening, Blix split off from the group to cash in his hero credentials at a local night club, while Chrias and Fèi Lín returned home, where Fèi Lín gave Chrias the night of his life.
The next morning, Chrias was treated to a rather rude awakening by his cellphone.
"Yes, hello," he said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Dude, I have no fucking clue what happened last night," came the voice from the other end.
"That's fantastic Blix, congratulations," Chrias responded, recognizing his friend's voice.
"No, seriously. I just woke up with a massive headache, l
The Only One 1He stopped. Sniffed the air. Motioned forward.
The three-man squad was deep within enemy territory. A single wrong move could mean the end for any one of them or alert the enemy, who would be sure to provide them with a fate far worse than death.
The leader of the group, a massive lion, held up his hand, signaling his fellow teammates to halt. He put his hand to his ear and spoke to the guide on the other end.
"We've reached a three-way intersection. The hall on the left has smooth walls and ceiling, while the one on the right seems to be undergoing renovation of some sort and is half-finished."
"Alright, the easiest way to make it to the central core computer room is through the hall to your right, but be careful. At this far into the base there's bound to be a trap or two," said the female voice on the other end of the line.
Makes sense, thought the lion. Just need an easy way to spring the trap early is all. Lucky thing we have one. He reached beind him and motioned fo
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More