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A noxious cry echoes about the dismal shadowy....place? You see glowing, gleaming, light, as noxious as the shriek, so ha tuning, you panic as it comes closer. You can make out a slight form, and the gruesome contorted shadows that were thrown on the wall glitter with the lime light. The form comes towards you, you can make out more. Charcoal coloured feathers. Noxic green eyes. The aura. The glow that casts the shadows that grimace across the walls and your own face. It stares deep into your eyes. Staring into your soul. You reach out by a sudden urge to sweep your hand across the feathers. The creatures looks at you forlornly. "I wouldn't do that if I were you

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You barely recover before you stutter. "W..Why?" It looks at you for amoment, eyes flitting from you, to your retreating fingers.
Because it would kill you to touch me" Came the softly spoken, smoothly literate voice. Now that you are not spasming, but just shivering with shock, it does not seem that dangerous a voice.
Why?" you repeat.
The voice regains its menace "Why so many question?" You begin to shake anew, but the raptor's voice fills with regret. "Sorry, I forget. Because, my body pours out so many toxins, into my feathers, my body, that one touch would have thousands of poisons going through the pores in your skin and choking every artery, nerve, and organ with enough toxins to kill you faster than the blink of an eye
You look at her. "You're toxic? Even to touch?
Yeah, it makes me shudder to think what eating me'd do!" She slips into casual speech easily.
You shudder just at what she could do; you're in danger by being near her. What if she decided to do away with you?
How come?" you mutter.

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She nods at you "The whole story?
You nod in return, quickly, eagerly. And with that she takes no pause in beginning her story, except. "And my name's Zhuve by the way

I was a young pteri, like many other were no doubt" she rolls her eyes "And I grew up like regular sorts, before it happened...." Zhuve went into a series of convulsions, and spasms. So suddenly she lost control, her eyes dilated madly, and she panicked "no" she whispered "no.." she then screamed out, crouching in a corner, and shying away from you. "Leavemealoneleavemealoneneedlesleavemealonebloodleavemealonescalpelneedleskullleavemealoneneedle!NEEDLENEEDLE!leavemealoneleavemealoneleavemealoneleavemealoneNEEDLE!
You back off, as she breathes heavily, sucking air in, out, in, out. Her eyes raise to meet yours, almost feral in terror. She shakingly shuffles to a drawer, engulfed in shadows. "Here" she thrust you a used lab book, but besides each entry and date of unknown origins she had her own untidy scrawl in the margin. You begin to read.

It was her diary...
Entry1: Today we caught a pteri. It's young enough for the experiment, we began gaining its trust. It's in a simple cage, we'll move it to the heavier security measures. (in the side)Today, they caught me and threw me into a cage. It hurt. But I'll live, but that's what I'm afraid of...
Entry 2: It shows curiosity in us. We have gained its trust and we think now is the time to proceed. We have begun flushing its system of all antibodies and defensive systems. We have also removed the marrow's ability to produce these things. It is weakened, and particularly susceptible to diseases at present. (in the side)I thought they were being nice to me, but then they moved me to a room, unlike most of the place I now call home it was eerily white. They raised a pointy object called a needle and put it in the crook of my wing, then I felt nothing, but I was conscious, they hooked me up to many strange things, and then they seemed to drain me dry of my blood, as if something was pouring out, I turned my head and there was going into a filter machine, and then into me, and then again, and I nearly threw up, but then they began cutting me open, bit by bit, they began cutting into my bones, it didn't hurt, but the numbness did in its own way and then they began injecting the insides of my bones, somethings wrong with me. Somethings different...
Entry 3: We are not sure if everything is proceeding to plan. It is flapping wildly about the containment chamber, screeching its head off. It appears to be in pain. We have examined it and it is nothing permanent, merely a by-product of the operation. (in the side)Pain has exploded behind my skull, as if my eyes are being gouged out, I'm having headaches, and my body throbs, my wings cannot move for pain. Why am I tormented thus? What is this pain...
Entry 4: Today the creature is being slowly introduced to the universal venom; the great master-piece behind our ideas. If a creature can be immune to the universal venom, then it will be immune to all poisons. We have only a small amount of it, and can make no more, so we are very careful with our supply.The pain's gone, but the food sure tastes weird. And they keep on injecting me with needles. More and more needles, more and more and more and more until they fill my world...
Entry 5: It..she talked to us today. We do not how, or why? She merely told us to stop the needles. She screamed it during the half-hourly injections. Our experiments have somehow caused severe language, mathematical, and everything, really, capability to be surged into her cortex. She's smarter than ever. And more dangerous. We will have to dispose of her. (in the side)My headaches are still here, but they do not matter as much. I told them to stop the needles, but they haven't. They are talking now. They are going to get rid of me. I know it, I can read their lips, I can lip-synch. But I've thought of a way out...not more needles...
Entry 6: She has escaped today. We think she altered one of the universal venom's properties. Made it a corrosive type of venom known as WinterFire, and melted the containment chamber walls. She then destroyed, using the reactive Alterban poison, a store room of needles for some reason. What have we created? (in the side)Needles! I have destroyed them! Needles! What now? I am trapped in this lab.....
Entry 7: We attempted to detain her by shooting her full of the last of the universal venom, which would kill her. But we were wrong, she is completely immune. Her body produces it naturally now. And she looked at us, it was so piercingly scary. We're calling in a professional. (in the side) They tried to stop me, I showed them. I ran off again, they're getting a professional, I have to get out...
Entry 7 footnote: She attacked, I'm locked in a room on my own, she's raging outside, but how long until she finds me. She'll kill me. What have we done? What will happen when she gets out of the lab? Will she be a murderer spreading death and destruction throughout our world. What then? She's coming through, I see her...now what? She's..she's coming closer. If she touches me I'm dead. Which poison will kill me? Winterfire, Alterban, Arsenic, which one? No, no no! She's using them all, she's going to get me with everything she's got. She's going to kill me, I know she is, I can feel it in my bon- (it trails off here) (in the side) He tried to escape, so many needles, he must pay for that. He tried to get rid of me, but I got rid of him. I showed him. I showed them. I showed them all....

You throw the booklet down on the ground. You back off, Zhuve is back in front of you, you long to comfort her. "I'm sorry for you" you whisper. Then you change the subject. "So, tell me more about you"

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I like; Skulls, but I don't like; Needles.
I like; Blood, but I don't like; Scalpels.
I like Toxins, but I don't like; Toxins.

o.O whatddaya mean that doesn't make sense?

|:|Family|:|

I have those I sometimes live with..
Well, there's avianpyre_phoenix. He's not talkative, but he's gentle. Mysterious. -muses- I spose he's okay
Then there's Azlantiqura. My "owner" says he lives on an island, and he's basically her's but we never see him. Sometimes Avian flys my "owner" there and Kay flies there a lot. I could fly there a lot, but where's the point anyway?
Now on the mention of Kay. As in Kay'taurou? She's a rock star, with her own band and rabid fans. She means Rhea has to chase away reporters every single flipping day.
Rhea? Rheaserta. She's vicious, uncontrollable, ebil. She's my kind of lupe. She's the fallen angel of love and leaves with a determined look on her face each day and comes back grinning smugly.
Next on my list is Oregano. He has no cool story, but he was adopted from the pound one day. So he's no doubt miserable like the rest of us ¬¬
Alias is my supposed "owner" she used to be Aliasdefeat, but that account got lost, so she's hangs on thedevilpuss now. All the same she's okay, she gave me food, a home, a bed. But she seems to have mysterious agenda with Rhea.
Jinx is the last one. She's different. She's the host of the magical embodiment of luck, I think she's worse off than me. After all, she has another entity living inside of her, just waiting to be unleashed. She's been shunned and feared her entire life, and she's depressingly quiet. She's not that bad really. I feel sorry for her...

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None as of now...

|:|Love?|:|

She stumbles as you ask that "Goodness me, most certainly not" She starts shuffling, and you realize she is giggling. "Sorry..sorry...s..sorry!" she laughs out loud, before regaining control "Love? How can I love? I can't even touch anyone? I'm deadly

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