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Just dumping all this shit here because they're all apart of the same series anyways

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Just dumping all this shit here because they're all apart of the same series anyways

To Elaborate:
The thing with wings are called Slimes, the slimes travelled the galaxy and found interest in earth, they tried to replicated it on LBPT by asexually reproducing everything on there including humans. Earth humans found out about LBPT in the 1980's and planned on sending the best humans to it, Life Bearing Planet Two.

Sticks has a rough history with Slimes.
Poodle has history with Slimes.
Knifs can fight Slimes.
Callie has history(?) with Poodles and can fight Slimes.

^These are techichally spoilers for a series I want to create but eh, who cares anyway I just want my idea out there.

If you're wondering how it starts, I wrote a bit of the first chapter:

{As Poodle slid on the floor on the pathway of her door she opened her book and read in her head, "Yeah so you're gonna have to die now, sorry-" Poodle walked into her door, forgetting to turn the knob. "Ouchie." She rubbed her nose before opening the door, picked up her book and closed the creaky door behind her.

Her house was completely dark, just how she left it, only the light from the windows escaping through. At least that's how it was supposed to be; instead, a glowing light in the middle of the room shone, its stomach and feathery wings glowed along with the shapes hovering over its forehead.

Poodle stepped slowly, she stretched her hand out. The glowing light seemed close, and yet far. Poodle's depth perception warped, the closer she felt she got to that glowing light; that light got smaller, smaller, leaving a slime in her vision. Poodle ran forward but it faded before she could touch it. "It's been a while.. " She whispered before dusting off her book and walking to the couch to get comfy.

A soft knock reverberated on her door, then a powerful knock, then a loud, "Shit! Hold on!" Poodle fumbled over her couch before opening the door to see what looks to be a stylish homeless kid that vapes a little too much. "Let me stay with you, I'll explain that shiny thing you just saw." Poodle's eyebrows lifted up, "Sure kid, what's your name?"
"Sticks, I have no real last name"
Poodle smiles, "Me too."

"I'm also 24." Sticks says as he drags his feet to the couch, and bounces on it before laying down "and I'll be sleeping here." "Twenty-four? What have you been doing your whole life?" Sticks rolls his eyes and takes out a chocolate bar, "Whatever you've been doing."
"Satisfied living everyday the same and avoiding trouble?" Sticks looks at her from on the couch, and shakes his head, the threads on his hair moving freely as he does so.

"So. That thing, it's a slime." Sticks says with food in his mouth. "I know."
Sticks stares her in the eyes, "You do? How?" "I remember the wings, and the shapes on its head, and I definitely remember getting sent to earth some years ago by those things."
Sticks puts his knees in the couch and looks at Poodle closely, "You too!?"

"Yeah, I wanna know why it got here and how to see it again."
"Well, I'll tell you that tomorrow. I can't give out all I know in one day~" Sticks folds his arms. "Okay. Clean up after yourself, I'll order some food after I take a bath." Poodle walks off into her room, leaving Sticks on his own.

In the shower, Poodle looks up at the water hitting her face, "I remember." She kneads her fingers through her thick white hair, suds traveling down her back and arms. Poodle thinks back to a time, some 10, 15, 20, or so years ago.

The train's light flashed in Poodle's eyes, wings, bright, bright wings. And then, maybe 5 years later with ears and a tail, chasing after those same bright wings on slimy ground, on a planet unfamiliar. Poodle, laughed and ran like a 6 year old, chasing after that slimy tail, those bright wings.

Snapping back to reality, Poodle thinks "My childhood is so far away. Why? Why now? I have to find it and keep it some way, any way. He can help me here." Poodle rinsed off her hair, dried her hair, and stepped out.

The clock strikes 8PM, the room is dim and the pizza isn't great quality. "Are you native to LBPT?" Sticks cocks his head to the side as he chews the pizza. "I came from nowhere, I don't know." Poodle says with her mouth stuffed with food. "But if you're asking if I can travel from planet to planet" She swallows, "I can." "We can find where it is, since we both have experience being on Planet Slime I assume we can sense slimes around us. Usually we start to see that our environment looks brighter or the pressure goes up."

Poodle, with her eyes looking upwards, notices that Sticks isn't making noise with his mouth anymore. "Huh?" She looks him in the eyes and one of her eyebrows lift up. "Well, I guess you can be in charge of finding those things, I think you know about this stuff."
"You know you can just stay focused right?"
"What was that now?"
Sticks sighs, he stands up with the box to throw it away. "We'll talk more tomorrow"

In Poodle's dream, she's a poodle running}

Feedback is greatly appreciated, if you want spoilers for the entire series then I'm happy to give them for feedback since this is a big project I'm working on .

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