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Chinchilla~

After a few hours, I fall asleep in the cage....

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I wake up with a start. The room seems to be slightly darker, but there are way more cages here now. They're comepletely black on the inside, so they look disturbingly like open jaws, the bars silver teeth, yawning into the darkness. They're all empty, and the strangest thing is, is that my cage is.... much larger. Maybe that strange person with that really weird voice used magic or something to make it bigger. The room feels much emptier, and i huddle quietly in the corner of the cage. There's something strange about the cage, like it isn't influenced by perspective. Just like the strange person who kidnapped me.

I hear footsteps, the pattern of the footsteps make me think it's some kind of four-legged beast. I quickly curl up into a ball, one eye half-open, like I'm asleep. A few moments later, a panther made of pure muscle, long, lithe and beutiful in that strange, extreme way, panther lopes into the room. Its coat has a healthy sheen, and its soft amber eyes rove around the room. It scents the air, stops, and turns its head in my direction in one smooth motion. It blinks slowly, and with feline grace, lopes over to me. It carefully examines me. I pretend to be asleep, staying deathly still except for even breathing, and it carefully sniffs me. "Chinchilla?" It whispers. 

ARGH

I literally leap to the ceiling of the cage, and with speed that surpises even me, I dash to the other side of the cage, my mouth in a silent snarl, my fur on end. I crouch in the farthest corner of the cage. It looks at me with slight amusement. "Uh, Chinchilla?" I carefully nod my head. My head is in a whirl of questions.

How can you be speaking? Is this just my mind translating a soft groul into human? Or is the magic that transformed this panther somehow making it so that it can speak? A panthers vocal cords cannot physically create human language! Unless it's some kind of magic trick, or--

"It's me, Lilypad. I was transformed into a panther, and so was Kyoto. Except... she's like a tiny cat." 

"I AM NOT TINY!" A small cat leaps out of the doorway, bristled with indignation.

"Mmm-hmmmm.." Lilypad's tail twiches as she eyes the cat with amusement.

"Ugh! Whatever! Hey, is that Chinchilla?" It walks over to me and eyes me carefully. "Hmm... if it was, wouldn't she speak to us? I mean, we still retain the power of human speech, so she should too." I frantically try to tell them that I'm me, but they just stare at me with typical feline patience.

Maybe if there was some dust or something....ah! I see a small patch of dust in the cage. I carefully, using my brushtail, wobbly spell out a word, since there's limited space in the dust patch.

Chinchilla 

I point to the word with my snout, and point to me. Lilypad cranes her neck to see the word. "Um, I can't see what you've written, Kyoto?" The small cat nods. "On it." She sidles through the bars of the cage, and examines the patch of dust, her tail flicking gently. She stares at me carefully. "Okay, I believe you. Let's get out of here." Lilypad starts to pick the lock with her curved claws as I wait patienty with my tail wrapped around me. Click! The door quietly swings open. Hmmm, no squeak. I gracefully hop down out of the cage. I indicate that we should try to get out of here. Kyoto nods. "Yeah, we should. Uh.... where should we start?" Lilypad points to a very obvious-looking door on the other side of the room. "Uh, to that very obvious door on the other side of this room? Just a guess." They both start towards it, but I sprint ahead of them and turn, barring their way. I shake my head emphatically. 

NO! Don't you know what happens to people who go to the very obvious door?! That patch of very coincidental dust for me to write in?! The door that HAS LITERALLY NO SQUEAK WHATSOEVER?! Think guys! That door shouldn't have been well oiled, wouldn't this person have wanted to know wether somebody escaped, a very loud sqeak of a cage door opening would be very useful! All these unlocked doors you just walked through! Why would there be a random patch of dust in an otherwise clean cage?! BECAUSE SOMEBODY IS EXPECTING US! 

"Chinchilla, what are you doing?" Lilypad looks confused, and Kyoto tries to sidestep me. I shake my head again.

This has to be a trap!

Lilypad shakes her head, and walks right into me, like an unstoppable boulder she brushes past me. Kyoto shrugs and pads after her. I stand there, helpless, as they walk towards the door.

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What if the door leads into a ever-changing maze? So then its a trap for us? Not quite sure, I could just be paranoid. Hope I wasn't too controlling. 

I wake up in a glass like prison. The back of my neck feels sore and rough.

What's that in front of my face? It's a dirty yellow color...

Nearby there is a bowl of water, I look into it

I jump, That can't be me, that can't be me!

I look again, in it I see a reptilian creature. Dirty yellow with spikes in the back of it's head. But the eyes are a glowing white.

My eyes

Somehow, I became a Texas Horned Lizard.

That person did something, I flung the Annalise at him and....

He pulled the string and stuck a dart in my neck...

I need to get out. I need to find my sister!

The holes in the glass are just big enough to put my arm through.

I could just change form to break the gl-

I can't.... Well that's great!

But can I...

I reach out the hole and snap my fingers. The Annalis is now in my hand, well the string is. The spool itself is too big for me to hold.

I smack the spool against the glass again and again. Till the glass shatters. I disspell the Annalis.

I run, well scamper, across the floor. cages are all I see.

Welll it looks like I got special treatment.

"Artist! Artist!" I can't find her. 

There seems to be an exit. But up ahead a smell a panther, a fox and a cat-

This will take time to get used to.

I go up to them. They quickly turn around.

"Who're you?" The small feline asks me.

The panther looks at me. She mumbles something to herself.

"Writer?"

"Lilypad?"

"Wait, you two know each other?" The house cat asks us. The fox has a puzzled look

"I met him and his sister Creta,"

"Artist."

"Whatever, at Secret's place... How did you get here?"

"Felt dark magic at the library. Me and the Artist went in and found some guy- have you seen her?"

"I don't think so..."

"Ugh, I need to find her.... Who are these two?"

"The tiny cat is Kyoto"

"I'M NOT TINY! HE'S TINIER THAN ME!"

"And the fox is Chinchill."

How did you escape? 

"I used my Annalis to break the glass..."

The others look at me

"What?"

"You can understand her?" Kyoto asked me

"Uh yeah, she talked to me like you guys."

"She just did array of yips."

Chinchilla, now hopeful said he's expecting us to escape!

"She says that he knew we were planing to excape."

"Is there any other way?" Lilypad asked me.

"Not that I know of. The room I was in lead to here and I didn't see a door..." 

"Well, it looks like we have no choice, we have to play his game."  Lilypad opens the door.

"Guys I need to find my sister!"

"Well she doesn't seem to be here. Also why a lizard?"

"I don't know. I was thinking of this flavusdens back in the universe me and my sister control..."

"You are a god?" Kyoto looks at me in disbelief.

"No, more like a deity. Us Writers just make time happen, our sibling Artists do creation."

"So I'm guessing that flavusdens were based off Texas Horned Lizards?" Lilypad looks like she's trying to piece thing together.

"Mostly yeah and.... My sister always thinks of bear cubs when she's scared! Have you seen any bears?"

They shake their heads.

"Well in case she ends up here later..."

I summon my tabella.

I need to find her.

"Are you OK?"

"Huh?"

"Your eyes, they're bleeding....black..." They look in discomfort.

"I'm fine, probably on of my new 'animal powers'" I say sarcastically

I wipe the blood off and write a message in it

"She should get it. Her Perscripta should get it."

Ew Chinchilla looks at me in disgust, the others do the same.

"What? My blood is literally time ink."

Again, Ew.

END TRANSMISSION

So uh yeah. The Writer and the Artist are separated.

Also I love that maze idea. If need be the Annalis can become very very long. (See the picture of the Writer spinning it for more details!) So it's very useful.

Oh and if one dies, the other does too. Which is one reason why the Writer is in panic.

Kyoto~

I pretend as if I don’t have the same paranoia I saw in Chinchilla’s eyes. I know I shouldn’t. And I also know I should take this situation seriously. 

But this is quite fun. 

I leap up and open the door, and peek inside. It’s a room with a desk and a mirror. 

“What?” Lilypad asks confused. 

I inspect it when something clicks. “The riddle,” I mutter. 

Chinchilla tilts her head, but she’s still listening. 

“Look in the mirror. See what you saw. Grab the saw and cut the table in half. Two halves make a whole. Crawl through the hole and you’ll escape! Oh c’mon, it’s worth a try.”

LilyPad nods, and I leap up onto the desk, looking into the mirror, trying to ignore the obvious cat form looking back at me.

Suddenly a saw appears and thuds on the floor. LilyPad helps by picking it up with her jaws as Chinchilla and I steady the table. With one sweep, the table crashes into two, and LilyPad drops the saw. 

The table seems to melt together and down, to form a large hole. 

All three of us shrug and leap down. 

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What if this is a maze, or what if it becomes some sort of crazy Narnia/Alice in Wonderland thing? Idk, up to you guys XD

UGH I'M SO BAD AT THIS RP!

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I jump awake, startled.  The first thing I see are silver bars, as if I'm in a cage.  I try to turn around, to find that I'm not as agile as a...human.  Why do I have the feeling that I'm not quite that anymore?  I look down, and see paws.  PAWS!?  They're orangey, with darker flecks.  I blonk a few times, to see if I'm hallucinating or dreaming.  Then I look up again.  The bars, paws, the feeling that I'm not human, there's something wrong here.  I turn around to get a better look at the cage I'm in.  I see a shard of glass on the floor, reflecting the celieng of the cage on it.  I walk over to it, and stare into it.  Instead of seeing my green eyes, my neon hair, a feline face stares back at me.  I back away slowly, shaking my head.  I'm a bobcat?!  It can't be!  How did this happen!?

"No, I can't --" I stop for a second, wondering whose voice that was before realizing it as my own.  "I'm a bobacat," I say, backing away from the shard of glass into the barred wall.  "I'm stuck," I whimper.  "I'll be in this cage, as a bobcat, with no way to escape, forever," I say, my words almost a whisper.

I don't know what it is that urges me to think differently.  Maybe it's determination.  Maybe it's anger.  Maybe it's a last bit of hope dying to grow.  But I don't give up.  I shake my head, whirl around, and tear my claws over the bars.

And then I'm out of hope.  My claws ricochet across the bars, not making a scratch.  I look out of the bars and try to find the lock.  I see one, right outside the bars.  The bars that my paws cannot fit through.  I trot over to near it anyway, and try to shove my paw through.  Of course it doesn't work.  Then I try just getting one claw through.  It makes it, but not far enough to get into the padlock's keyhole.  I try to squeeze my claw a little bit farther, and it goes into the keyhole.  I jiggle it around a bit, and then it opens, and falls away.  I pull my claw back into my paw and push open the door with  my nose.  It makes a sharp creaking sound that would make my human form cringe.  

I creep across the floor, looking around at several other cages on either side of me, all dark, and all empty.  My footsteps are almost silent.  Well, at least that's good.  If the person who put me here is around, at least they won't hear me.   Then I see other animals, jumping into something I can't see from here.  I run over, and look into the dark hole/abyss thing they jumped into.

"HEY!" I yell into it without thinking.  Well there goes my plan of being quiet.  "Is anyone down there?  Can you hear me?  Why did you jump down there?  Please, can you help me?"

I listen, my ears picking up nothing but static.  I stand and wait for a moment, and when I hear a faint footstep that must be very faw away, I realize what I must do.

I gulp, close my eyes, and leap into the abyss.

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That's to make up for everything I missed. 

A panther, a bobcat, a fox, a house cat, and a lizard fall down a hole...

Why does that sound like the start of a bad joke?