lol just know that this is all off the top of my head and I didn't get this idea from anywhere else! This is all mine! I'm gonna start writing and see what I come up with! but pictures of characters should eventually pop up on here!
"I guess one could say that I'm not exactly a very welcome individual where I'm from. Be afraid if you so chose, but I'm not really all that bad of a person. Just came across some bad luck. Every one claims that I killed her and cracked her glowsticks to make it look like she tried to kill herself. I'm the only one that knows what her final four minutes and thirty seconds were. They weren't the most pleasant either. I almsot lost my life in the proccess. However that is a another story for another time... ~Nick Fox
Nick sat leaning back in his chair with his feet resting on the table as the strobe lights were swimming in assorted colours around his body. He was one of the few left in the local hang out sipping on his "Strobe Blast" energy drink glancing around the room at the different people that filtered off from the dance floor to the bar that was around ten feet from where he was sitting. His orange fur that covered his body faintly glowed from the black lights that covered the cieling above him. His white had with yellow claw marks glew brilliantly with his ears perked out of the hole in the top of the hat that was made in every pair of hats, but his was special ordered specifically for fox ears. He wore black knuckle gloves the covered his hands to the middle of his fingers. He was shirtless with his orange fur turning a snow white as it went down his chest to the beltline of his pants where his spiked belt held up his darkblue tinted jeans that stood in sharp contrast to his orange fur.His tail stuck out of the back side of his pants and was orange with a white tip. His shoes were simple skate shoes that were comfortable and had a pair of yellow claw marks on the sides that shown brilliantly in the light. In his pocket were two things that could very well get him arrested: Glowsticks. The glowsticks he carried were costume made and were not any normal glowsticks. They were made of incredibly light metal and when the top was pressed on, the radioactive silicon based fluid ignited electricity within the air that was invisible run off from the lights and the suddenly a form of a weapon would take shape and then the energy from the stick would help it materialize and be able to strike and wound. These were considered highly illegal, but he had to aquire them after the day in which everyone claims he "Killed her". The flowing and pulsing beat of the music flowed around him as he took another slow sip of his drink. A sudden movement to his right caught his eye and his heart leaped into his throat. Standing at the door was a four men clad in woven "liquid metal" padding that was incredibly strong with two Ion batons strapped to their hipholsters. One of them gave orders to the other two and they split off seperate no doubt to snoop around for glowstick offenders. There were only ten people left in the building and the music was still pulsing which meant that it was a routine inspection. One of the men took no hurry in walking directly to Nick's table and Nick couldn't help but glare at the man. "Do you mind a*****e?" Nick bluntly stated. "Shut you're mouth citizen. We're just doing a glowstick check like always. Now stand and let me conduct a pat search!" the officer grunted. He was a black furred wolf with a powerful voice, yet this had no effect on Nick. The man was the same height as Nick with a heavy muscular build which was common in the wolf race. "You like that face on your head copper?" Nick growled through clenched teeth as his claws extended a little. "Oh i'm so scared you mangy fox!" the wolf growled back. The wolf turned and stormed away. Nick enjoyed messing with the police force especially since they had became more intruding on life these days. Nick stood and lazily walked his way over to where the wolf was heading where two other cops were arguing with a hedgehog that was three or four inches shorter than Nick. When approached the coversation he couldn't help but smile. He didn't think he would see that hedgehog again but here he was argueing with the cop. "Get off me man! It's cause I'm black isn't it? Racist b*****d!" the hedgehog argued. "Shut up and assume the position!" the other wolf commanded. "Man now you pullin some prison s**t? Oh that's messed up!" Nick chuckled and stood on a table. "It's been awhile my friend!" he called into the conversation as everyone turned their attention to him. The hedgehog suddenly smiled widely as he recognized Nick. His fur was a dark black color with crimson tips of his spikes that ran off of his head. The hedgehog race was known for their spikes as their own form of hair and each hedgehog had a different length. THis hedgehog's were extremely long with his spikes running down to his lowr back. He too was shirtless ith his black jeans that were a bit baggy with two crimson glowing raver bracelets. The bracelets covered his wrists entirely and could almost be considered glowing cuff links. "Hey Nick what's up man?" the hedgehog called up to him. "Nothin much mate. How you been Crispy?" Nick called back. "Well these cop guys are trying to molest me or something! I don't like this!" "Hey I feel you man. The mangy back of gray fur over there was givin me crap too."
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