Parthmakeo
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 28, 2016
- Location
- Under the Sea
Walking through the park, a young man looked around at the area. He had recently got out of work and was exhausted. Yet this man was not just any normal person. He was in fact a creature of sorts. While he did have short black hair on his head, a small portion of hair on his chin to form a minor Goatee and brown eyes, his real image was much simpler underneath.
He continued to walk through the park until he found his limit for the day. "Damn the boss...Forcing me to overwork..." he mumbled, slumping onto a tree as he waited for no one to see him attempt something. As it was clear, the man shifted his image into a purple fur rabbit to conserve his energy. He fixed his ear and rubbed his nose to check before starting his mad hop to cover. Yet at the last moment, a flock of crows spotted his unusual fur and considered it shiny.
Before he could reach the bushes, the crows intercepted him and surrounded the odd rabbit. Cawing at each other wondering what it was. "Crap. Had to be crows..." he couldn't fight it back and instead tried to run off. Yet the crows insisted he stayed put and began pecking at his body. Their intent wasn't to kill but maybe to harm him enough to see what he was. If he called out for help, it would look very odd. Instead he did what he could to fend off the attack as much as he could. hoping someone walking by would disrupt their supposed attack.
"Just my day..."
He continued to walk through the park until he found his limit for the day. "Damn the boss...Forcing me to overwork..." he mumbled, slumping onto a tree as he waited for no one to see him attempt something. As it was clear, the man shifted his image into a purple fur rabbit to conserve his energy. He fixed his ear and rubbed his nose to check before starting his mad hop to cover. Yet at the last moment, a flock of crows spotted his unusual fur and considered it shiny.
Before he could reach the bushes, the crows intercepted him and surrounded the odd rabbit. Cawing at each other wondering what it was. "Crap. Had to be crows..." he couldn't fight it back and instead tried to run off. Yet the crows insisted he stayed put and began pecking at his body. Their intent wasn't to kill but maybe to harm him enough to see what he was. If he called out for help, it would look very odd. Instead he did what he could to fend off the attack as much as he could. hoping someone walking by would disrupt their supposed attack.
"Just my day..."